This is a nightmare I used to have on a yearly basis, but I don’t think I’ve had it for a long time now. I want to begin by saying that what a lot of other people call nightmares are actually just fun dreams for me…monsters are usually nice to me in my dreams, a lot more than most people. However, I have nightmares frequently, and I call them that as they do what they are known for- leaving me absolutely frightened and terrified afterward.
This particular nightmare always goes the same way. I’m standing in the middle of a forest, and everyone in my family(including people I don’t recognize, but for some reason I think they’re related to me) is just sort of roaming around like they’re socializing, but they aren’t saying anything. They just wander around, expressionless. I try to talk to them, but they ignore me…which is not unlike real life for me. I start getting some horribly oppressive feeling, and when I turn to where it’s coming from, I see a younger version of myself. He’s much thinner and his hair’s a bit shorter. He’s paper-white and his hair’s the same color. He’s just standing there, glaring at me. However, it isn’t an angry glare…he looks completely disgusted with me. He always says something I don’t understand, and then vanishes. After he’s gone, everyone suddenly pays attention to me. Only, they’re all twisted. They aren’t right at all. They always have too many of something, like three arms and five legs, or one too many eyes, or not enough of something. Like missing heads or bodies. I realize that the more messed-up ones are family members that have died a long time ago. They all start to converge upon me, and I just start wanting to cry. At that point, I wake up, gasping for breath and hearing and feeling my heart beating madly.
The first time this happened, I thought I saw the creatures from my dreams in the real world, and couldn’t do anything without getting jumpy.