Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-3999760-20140816061347

Alright guys, what is the most weirdest dream you ever had? It doesn't have to be creepy or necessarily scary, but so bizarre and odd that it stuck out to you. Kudos to those who keeps some kind of dream journal.

I'll start:

In the dream, I was some little girl running from something. I didn't know what it was, but it the thought of getting caught absolutely terrified me. So I ran down in some dark alley until fell in some large ditch. Suddenly, I land in some colorful field with strange, odd looking creatures that were painted in very bright, vibrant colors. I walked around the field, observing the strange site, forgetting about what was chasing me.

Then, a group of men dressed in black suits came running towards me. The surge of fear returned at full force and I got out of there as fast I can, but they caught up to me rather quickly, and shot me in the head with a gun. Everything went black momentarily.

I woke up in my room, relieved that I was out of that strange dream and back to my normal self. I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, but noticed something strange about the house. I didn't know what it was, so I ignored it the grabbed a glass cup and poured water into it. The water tasted rancid and something strange was going on. The kitchen and the living room didn't look right. Everything seemed malformed, distorted, and falling apart. Everything started turning into static and heard an incredibly loud shrill.

I woke up back in my bed, positively sure I have really woken up this time. I heard a sudden loud knock on the door. I got up and headed towards the living room. I went to door, and without hesitation, I opened the door. To my dismay, two gross looking Oompa-Loompas was trying to sell me some cheap shit. After a brief discussion, I became enraged and brutally attacked both of the gross oompas-loompas with a blunt object. I eventually killed them, and stole their car and gadgets. I spent the rest of the time doing whatever I wanted to do, until I realized I was in a dream again, so I wanted out already.

For the first time ever, I was actually stuck in my dream. I sat at the street curb, waiting for me to eventually wake up. I didn't want to wait any longer, so I tried forcing myself to wake up. This is where the dream went took a turn for the worst. At this point, nothing made any sense. Strange figures, shapes, colors, and noises shrouded my mind. Screams, laughing, and yelling boomed loudly in terrifying mix.

I woke in my bed, making sure if it wasn't a dream. Everything seemed fine at last. I went to the kitchen to have breakfast with my family, but the food tasted bitter and nasty, like the water earlier. "Oh shit." I said to myself as my family members were missing their faces.

I woke on the floor (this time for real), drolling and in an awkward position. Being paranoid, I tripled checked if I was in real life, and not in some fucking dream.

I avoided sleeping for the next couple of days, fearing that the dream will repeat itself. I eventually gave up and returned to my old sleeping pattern. To this day, that dream is probably the most bizarre dream I ever had. 