Hey Pandas, What Was The Weirdest Dream You Ever Remember Having?

I remember having a dream about me dancing with a pink/purple hippo on a unicycle.

I don't remember how I was feeling that day, but I dreamt of me playing with a doll until it wanted to go poop. It levitated like Doctor Strange and started pooping on the ceiling. More dolls came into the room and started twerking to a remix of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star until the pooping doll was finished.
I don't remember what happened after I woke up that morning but that dream pops up occasionally.

This'll be kinda long.
I had a dream where I was in a puppet council with a giant elephant puppet and Kermit the Frog in a room filled with pillows. Suddenly it switched and I was on a pirate ship with Mickey Mouse. He changed into Sora from Kingdom Hearts for a second and then fell overboard, turning into grunkle stan from gravity falls. He kept switching between tv show characters while he was in the water, and at that point, a new Mickey had appeared and I worked with the new Mickey to save the old, switching Mickey.
Honestly, it's not my weirdest but it's one of my shorter ones.

This dream was set over a period of time. It started 2 months ago. Well, sort of a recurring nightmare really. Only i saw more and more of the scene each time.

It was just a plain road at first. But it was raining. It was dark, dank and i was alone. At least for the first part.

The second time i arrived there, i noticed a smell. It was eyewatering but i couldn’t find out where it came from.

More and more times i visit and it doesn’t change. But after the first month, it began to escalate FAST!

I start seeing a figure at the other side of the road. Each time he gets closer, and that rotting smell gets stronger.

The last time i had it, he was right against my face. The smell instantly waved over me and i felt sick. I remember asking what the smell was and all he said was:

“You’ll be part of that smell soon…”

I woke up in a cold sweat that night. I did eventually fall back asleep and i never had that dream again. But it still haunts me.

I had a very detailed mafia dream about a power struggle within a family. There was murder, intrigue, and betrayal. I mean it could have been a movie... Except all the characters were dogs.

When I was like 4 I had this dream that I was in a Walmart or a Kroger, and it was completely empty except for one cash register. I was in the cash register line alone behind this old woman in a wheelchair. The old woman turned around to look at me with a baby blue popsicle in her hand. Then the popsicle turned into a baby blue parrot and both of them started evil laughing. Then everything filled up with bubbles and I woke up.

This dream absolutely scared the s**t out of me for some reason and I couldn't sleep for a long time. Now when I think about it I just wonder why the f**k I had a dream like that.

I dreamed that I was flying inside of my house with a broom. I have had this dream a couple of times. I get sad every time I wake up.

I was at my grandma's... and a shark ate me. No explanation.

I had a dream that Ernesto de la Cruz from the movie Coco was trying to kill me. Also, one of my friends had a dream, and one of the only things he remembered was that I was the youtuber atsuover

As a young child, Frankenstein's monster was in my bedroom, Karloff style monster, looking for me, I had to hide between the bed and the wall hoping the creature did not see the gap. Cannot remember what happened next, think I may have woken myself up. I do remember being terrified though.

I remember multiple times having a dream where I would be in my elementary school, walking down the stairs to the basement, but instead of seeing the schools basement, i saw a massive room where the only wall I saw was the one with the door, and that one stretched on in either direction as far as the eye could see. I couldn't see any other wall, not even the one across from the door, if there even was one. Everything was dim and gray, and the ceiling was about 20 feet up high, big warehouse-like lights hanging from it. and the massive room was filled with stalls. Bathroom stalls. the ones you'll find in public bathrooms. They all had a rusty toilet and some toilet paper. the locks were broken on many of the doors, and some of the doors were missing entirely. I never understood the meaning of it, but it was always kind of freaky to think about.

I've had plenty of weird dreams, so I'll only talk about the first one that I remember. I was around 7 years old when I had this dream. I was in a huge white room where spiders, specifically tarantulas, were the size of dinosaurs. The spiders were either on the ground or floating in the air, crawling around in slow motion like there was an invisible floor just for them. What made this even weirder was the fact that the only humans in the area were my family members. For some stupid reason, I was a baby and my younger brother was about 4-6 years older than me in this dream. Anyway, some big orange and black striped spider sits in front of us and just stares at me. It's eight eyes were jet black and terrifying. Apparently, the spiders somehow told my parents how to get out of the room. All they had to do was sacrifice me, they just wanted me. The floor we were standing on slowly rose to reach the spider's level. Both of my parents held me for a few moments, they weren't crying ( even looked a bit robotic), and they lifted me towards the spider's fangs. The dream ends before I was eaten, but 7 year old me was still shooketh. I blame my father for that dream; before going to sleep that night he let us watch a movie about some killer tarantula spider that left it's victim's bodies blue and purple.

i was about 7 and i had a dream where i was at frankenstein's house, and he was holding a tiny little man in his hands. we sat on the couch in front of the fire place and talking, and the tiny little man said something like "alright, im bored" and turned into a zombie and ate my hand. i then woke up

I was in the middle of a chaotic battlefield when some Idiot who barely knew that the pointy end of a blade goes into the other guy picked me up. I went through the entire battle correcting him on form and how to beat defend himself against the enemy knights. As he listened to me he got better, but he wouldn't go deeper into the fray so that I could rescue my Shield Mate.

I did my best to pull him in the right direction, I was trying to follow the tether that bonded my Shield Mate and I, but the Idiotic Wimp was too scared to head into the densest part of the battle. Never did reach my Shield Mate. Oh, did I neglect to mention I was a Sword?

I have had this dream many times before. It always starts different but when I get to a certain part I always know what I have to do. I will walk out of a big hotel like tower and stand with a group of people that look like my family but older. When I look to my left I see a large man-made lake (like the one from Megamind) and when I look to my left I see the large building that I can't see the top of (it's just is a wall of large glass windows). At that moment I realize that this is *that* dream and I have to hurry. My vision goes into third person mode and I see a hotbar (like from a video game) at the bottom of the "screen". I select the speed option and nod to the rest of my group. I then run to the large building on the other side of the lake. It's a museum. The lake is very thin at this point where you can walk in it and it won't even touch your ankles. At that point the bomb appears in my hands. It is a pitch black, cylindrical bomb that I place in a hole infront of a fountain in the thin part of the lake. The bomb fits perfectly. At that moment five more holes open up surrounding the original bomb. We have to go inside the museum and find all of the different shapes to turn off the bomb before it explodes. I never succeed and the bomb explodes when we are all inside. At this point two things can happen. I either wake up very sad (I will be staring into my little sister's face before the bomb blows up and I wake up) or we will teleport to a new scene. The new scene will be me running in a barren wasteland next to a black armored truck. The door would be open and my little sister would be reaching out for my hand. Right as I'm about to grab her hand another truck rams into the open door (and me) and it all goes black before I wake up.

TL:DR- I try to save the city from a bomb and either die or wake up.

When I was around 9 or 10 years old, I had a dream where I was running around Costco carrying a jar of tapioca pudding. Demons were chasing me trying to break the jar. If they broke it I would die and go to hell. I was raised in a religious family. I still think of that dream and it makes me uncomfortable.

I don’t remember the whole dream but i will say what I remember

Me and my sister were in a car getting ready to do a stunt.I think a billionaire offered us money to do it.so we drove over a ramp and went flying like 100ft in the air and the crashes into a fence that’s behind my house and instead of going to the hospital me and my sister decided to record a YouTube video saying i was fine.small detail but there was a castle behind us and marble flooring when we “recorded “ the video

I was a circle, very content and relaxed, contemplating why is never been a circle before and how happy and peaceful I was.
Best dream ever. But weird.
It comes up on my FB memories and my family jokingly celebrate circle day with me.

Okay this dream was like four years ago and it wasn't reoccurring but i remember it so well.

It started in a bright hallway. I knew, somehow, that the building was made of glass, but I couldn't see outside because of the white light streaming through the windows. I couldn't see through any of the walls either, but knew that I was very high up. I was about five in the dream, and wearing my school uniform, from my first primary school.

I walked to a red door. I entered a bookstore. It was dark, and dingy, I didn't like it there. But the red door was gone. So i left through an old black one. This room I did like. It was a massive library, full of books, their covers blank and white. I knew this room was glass too, and it wasn't as bright, but i couldn't see to the ends of it. It was an open plan room, with spiral staircases leading up to other floors scattered over the place, and plenty of comfy chairs. An infinite library. I was thrilled. But there was nobody else there. It was completely empty.

Next thing I knew I was walking around. I discovered that the stairs were made if Doritos, and I exclaimed in excitement. I don't remember what I said, but it was something I said often, a catchphrase of sorts. When I said this, two boys appeared and repeated the catchphrase to me. An older boy and his brother. Both skinny, with brown hair, and blue and red striped t-shirts, with socks pulled up to their knees and cargo shorts. They wore no shoes, and had pretty normal faces, with the classical kid smile and bulging blue eyes. We bonded immediately over the fact that we all used the same catchphrase, and decided to go exploring, clambering up the stairs in eager excitement. We appeared in a small room. Cedric Diggory, robes and all, was circling the room. But he looked like he'd been possessed, and he completely ignored us. He was wearing one of those multicoloured helicopter hats, with the spinning propeller at the top. The top spun, and so did he, circling the small room in a ridiculous spinning fashion, spinning as he walked, the hat whirring faster and faster the more he walked. We decided that was enough exploring, and went back down the stairs.

For some unfathomable reason, we ate the stairs as we were standing on them. They broke, and we crashed into the basement. But now my friends were gone, falling into the water and disappearing. It was just me, standing on a glowing box, looking down at the water. The room was very dark, the only light coming from the box I was standing on, and mostly quiet, except for two sounds. The sound of water lapping at the sides of a giant tank, and a woman singing, very softly, very sweetly. But the song was interesting. I recognised it. It was 'Regret' by Corpse. But it wasn't being screamed in my face. It sounded beautiful, reconfigured to sound soft and gentle, he opposite of the original. No music, just the woman singing the strange song. I listened for a while. I didn't see the creature. Tentacles wrapped around me, and I woke up.
Kinda creepy but it was very fun until we fell into the basement

This one is more creepy than weird, but I had this dream once a month for almost 2 years. Basically I lived in this town with some friends, and in the center of town there was a big house that was said to have an old lady that tortured people in the basement. There was also another lady that lived in the house, she sat on a chair next to the stairs. The dream would start with my friends and I walking into the house. The lady would convince us to go downstairs. Every time I had the dream we got further down the stairs before I woke up. Until we reached the last step, I woke up and haven't had the dream since. This was when I was between the ages of 7 and 9. Still creeps me out sometimes.