Hey Pandas, What Is The Scariest Dream You Have Ever Had? (Ended)

Heh, ANOTHER scary dream I had was when I was super young, probably like 7 years old, so anyways I was in a haunted house with my friends, and so it was pretty cool because it was a mansion. So my friends got bored after nothing scary happened, and so they tried to find a chill place to hangout and play spin the bottle (insane children mind), and so we saw a bright light, a tv light, coming from a room. We walked there and there was a nice tv playing, you know it, Madagascar with the purple octopus. There was fresh popcorn on the ground, so my friends picked it up and watched the movie. I was bored, so I went exploring by myself. I went up the stairs, and I saw a red light coming from a room. I opened the door to find....my childhood dog with red eyes growling at me. I was so scared I must of started crying in the real world. I woke up before anything could get worse, but this time I wasn't on my bed upstairs. I was on the first floor bathroom ground crying with my dad just staring at me almost falling asleep. Somehow, I slept walked down the stairs without falling (I was probably walking down the stairs in real life when I was walking up the stairs in my dream) into the bathroom all the way across the house. Moral of the story, never go into a haunted house to watch a Madagascar movie.

I don't remember my dreams or nightmares. I just don't. However, sometimes, when I get fever and throwing up sick, I get horrible nightmares. How do I know? I wake up in a panic, still half-asleep and partly still dreaming. Sometimes I remember these incidents the next morning, sometimes I don't. And I never remember much more than what my body was doing and flashes of a terrifying, insanity-inducing dream that I can't quite wake up from. I've mentioned it to my friends, who just dismiss it as sleepwalking, but I am always completely aware during it, responding to other's questions and interacting with things around the house, but still not quite having escaped from the nightmare plaguing me, clinging on to my mind. These nightmares terrify me to think about them, so I don't think about them much until another one happens, or a trigger from one pops up in my life, and I'm left reeling, questioning myself again.

I was 15-ish and had ordered Sleepy Hollow on DVD, as you did in the mid 2000’s. Some days go by, and I had this dream where I was watching the movie with my then boyfriend. While we’re watching, I realise I’m eating my bf’s fingers. More creepy than scary, but still.
The movie arrived in my mailbox the next day.

I dreamt that I was in the Hunger Games in my own house.
My best friend was there, too. I was part of the Careers, and my enemy, the leader, told me to kill her. And I did.
Then I found out that I was possessed and I finally broke free, after I won the Games.
It was weirdly vivid. I could SMELL it. Sometimes it comes back to haunt me.

Ok, now this may sound odd but my scariest dream happened when I was about 4 years old. It started out as a normal dream. I was with my grandma, in her bedroom, and she started singing. But when she sang, every she was saying was appearing on something ribbon-like. Suddenly, my grandma stopped singing and I saw a cauldron. All my family was in it, but I couldn't move to save them. When I woke up, I thought I was alone, and cried.

I had a dream fairly recently that there was a fire in my room, and my parents didn't believe me. May have been mad scarier by the fact that I was at my friends house for a sleepover when I had the dream.

I had a dream that my family were lying on bombs and we couldn't get off or they'd explode immediately. In the end we called some sort of SWAT team to dismantle it but I wonder what would've happened if I'd gotten up...

I guess this was a lucid dream or sleep paralysis? Anyway, I woke up in the middle of the night to my bedroom lights flashing on and off really quickly and a really loud voice that sounded like it was coming out of a VERY loud bullhorn. Then my room started shaking and then I felt myself get dragged out of bed as I clung to the sheets. So, um... Yeah. That happened.

I was stuck repeating the same day over and over again (like in Groundhog Day) and it was one of those days, it's a Monday, your alarm doesn't go off, you miss the bus, and on top of that, you miss a conference call. One of those days, but to the next level. I missed the most important conference call ever. The bus was to the city, and on top of that, the boss FIRED me. And that day was repeating. Pretty bad dream.

The one where I ate a moldy cucumber on show and tell day and had to go to the hospital for major surgery, but they forgot to give me some of that sleep-stuff and I could feel the pain. Or one of those 'desk falling' dreams where in reality I'm half awake, and in the dream I'm sitting at a desk. Then I fall out of the desk and completely wake up, terrified and disoriented. OR that one where my worst nightmare came true. I was standing all alone in complete darkness. Monophobia. It happens.

Just so you know, when I say I was 'waking up' it means I was waking up *in my dream*.

I woke up in the middle of the night and there was this man sitting on the edge of the bed. He told me to 'join him' or I would face the consequences. I didn't know what that meant (I had this dream when I was about 10) so I said of course I wouldn't join him. He suddenly got very angry and started yelling, so I dove under my covers. When I was brave enough to peek out, he was gone, so I went to tell my parents. I walked down the hall, but it wasn't them. It was two completely random people sitting in my parents' bed. They told me to join them, as the man had, but I was terrified. Somehow, I knew at this point I was in a dream, and I decided I needed to wake up. I ran back to my bed and closed my eyes hundreds of times. I woke up. Now the door to my bedroom was slightly ajar and I could see my younger brother walking down the hallway. A light was on from the bathroom, and all I could see was the back of his head, and it looked exactly like him, so I ran to give him a hug I was so relieved. But the boy turned around and it wasn't my brother. So I tried again. And again. And again. It never was my actual family, it never was anyone I knew. It was so much worse than it sounds, especially since every time I 'woke up' it was a different stage of the night, or a different bedroom sometimes.
When I actually did wake up, for real, and went down to my parents' room, and it was actually them there, I cried because I was so happy.

I used to have this one quiet alot. I would have woken up from sleeping on my couch late at night. Believe it or not, but the elf from the movie "Elf", or someone like him, would tell me that I have 15 seconds to get to my bedroom. He never told me but I knew that I would die if I didn't. Most times I would get about 3 metres and would then stop dreaming. Only once did I get to my doorway. I've stopped dreaming that dream for maybe a year now. Was a bit weird considering I was only 7, 8 or 9.

i was maybe 10 or 11 when i had this dream

i was on my phone texting friends i dont know why but i was.I once seen a man with a black vest with pointy shoes staring at me with cold dark eyes with blood coming out of them . at this point i started recording and i blinked to wake up but i blinked to a different setting,i was on a long dark street with a family holding hand like 5 miles away. as i walked towards them they got more invisible.so once i start running away they grab my hair and start to cut it.i was scared because i thought i would be bald.the man that i seen was the dad and he was the only one there once his family disappeared .He then told me to get on the bed that he provided with his powers .i got on the bed and some how i "fell asleep" i "woke up" to find the man eating half of my body .i tried to run and scream but he had muted me like a zoom host.

I dreamed that I was eaten by my cat. It was scarier than it sounds.

I was playing in the beach with my siblings and we got attacked by man-sharks... You know that scene in Moana when Maui has a shark head? THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT THEY LOOKED LIKE AND IT WAS SO FREAKY. Also I died

My scariest is a recurring one. I am out somewhere, and I keep getting hopelessly lost and can't find my way back. No matter how hard I try, I just can't figure it out. In real life, it's terrifying to get lost like that. Another version is being at school and not being able to find my classroom or my locker. Then I can't remember the combination. So odd to have these dreams, as I haven't been in school for about 45 years.

I woke up on a giant cupcake. I tried to climb down but the icing rolled me up and carried me away. It doesn't sound scary but it was.

Okay, so it's not really scary now, bu I was only like, seven years old, so this terrified me... So (my school was only one story) I had a dream that we found a set of secret stairs in my school. It was me, my grandma, and a friend. Then we- not walked- rolled down the steps (by choice) and then we met and evil farmer and he strapped us into these metal skis , that were on a table, and by now the door that we used to get into this room was gone. Anyway, it was kind of like an indoor barn if you know what I mean, and they had a bunch of animals behind those little half door thingies- he had horses, cows, I think a donkey, and PIGS. Okay so me and my grandma and my friend were strapped to these skis and forced to watch as the farmer took a pig out and chopped it's head off with an ax. I remember that we escaped but not how we escaped. But anyway that was a pretty scary dream for a little seven year old and i slept with my mom the next two nights.

Mine had to do with Attack on Titan. In the dream I looked out the window and I saw three Titans. My heart literally skipped a beat and I woke up so fast because it felt so real.

Stuck paralysed in my bed, strapped down. I heard the faint noise of clattering and something breaking in the kitchen and it was freeezzzinnnggg cold in my room as well. Anyway, fast forward a bit and I am still paralysed to my bed but suddenly can actually move so I get up and run to my parents room and they have had their throats slit. I let out a deafening scream and try to remind myself it is not real. I get back into bed and find myself strapped down again and not able to breathe of move. My bookshelf moves and a man with flashlights for eyes creeps around the corner, climbs on my chest and cuts my eyes out and replaces them with flashflights before saying "now you can see the light". I woke up screaming and crying needless to say...