[quote=@Silver Fox] Be it dreams or nightmares, they are always bizarre. Movie wise, they'd make no sense. Well, maybe one nightmare when I was younger. I dreamt that I looked for my parents, opened our bedroom door and see them with white painted face with back along the lips and eyes like a clown. Creepy smiles as they outstretched their hands. Ran away to find grandma, who looked like that and was coming up the steps from the basement. I ran outside terrified and the dream ended. Weird. Another weird nightmare was a world a mixture of medieval and sci fi. And a green haired alien girl comes to the world and whomever she touched would burst in a large glob of blood before being sucked in. A newly crowned assistant to the queen ended up at the same place as the alien and had to doge away from onslaughts. I don't remember much after that, but I think the alien could of turned into one of those misunderstood villian's...... That just slaughtered like a million people. Another nightmare was me being chased by blue zombies after watching parts of Dawn of the Dead [/quote] I mostly had nightmares about spiders. That i ended up in their web and was unable to move. They slowly started to eat me or pinch out my eyeballs. I hate happy tree friends so much. I think i might have had the creepiest moment of my life when i was 8 or something. My mom and dad went out at night to a party. The big onee-chan already left and my sister was over at one of her friends to sleep. I didnt like to be home alone so i got scared and couldnt sleep so i went over to my mommies room to watch tele since i was terriefied to go into the dark downstairs. So i turned on my pokemon movie on the video tapes. After a few moments the tape died the screen went grey and the tape got destroyed. I was forced to watch midnight tele at this point and if there isnt one thing scarier tele its midnight tele. This weird show of witches and such was on and i hated witched at that point. I got scared and turned off the tv to go and try to sleep a little atleast. Woke up again at 4am. My mom wasnt home yet even though she said she was home at 1 o clock. I got worried and tried calling but she didnt pick up. I started crying out of fear and tried watching tv again. News was on. A real populair popstar in my country died. Somehow this made me even more terrified. I stayed up a lot more in my moms room with all the lights on and couldnt sleep till she was home. She returned home at 6 with me standing next to the bed hugging one of my stuffed animals with the tv on the creepy gray distorted channel. Really red eyes from all the crying and mostly emotionless.