There's already a topic on dreams, but that was just for dreams w/ Lost. This is ALL dreams. (Excluding Lost stuff, I guess.) I've had many a wierd dream. Here are two:

I remember I was very sad, and i was being all gloomy on this strange jungle-gym kiddy thing like what we had in elementary school, all surrounded by woodchips. Then, I had to go to school -- except the school was in bunk beds. My older sister was there. I was, as I mentioned before, sad, but I became happy once I met our teacher -- and fell in love with him. (??!!) All I remember was that he was dark-haired. I liked him 'cause he made me happy. Then I was sad because my mom was pulling on my arm telling me I had to leave. I was in tears, and to remember my "true love," the teacher, he gave me his book of matches. (I cherished it.) The reason that I had had to leave was because I needed to get on a plane with my mom to go to Oklahoma to visit my cousins. On the plane, my mom wouldn't stop talking about how pretty and perfect my cousin was when she did stuff. Once we got off the plane, the flight attendant came out and said there was some luggage left behind, and she called out my mom's name. It was a pack of diapers.

Strange, huh?

I've had plenty of weird dreams. I'll start with the scariest dream I ever had. I was around eight when I had it.

I had always been fascinated but terrified of vampires, ever since I saw the Nosferatu episode on "Are You Afraid of the Dark?" in which a movie theatre was playing Nosferatu and Nosferatu came out of the movie screen and started terrorizing the movie theatre. It had freaked me out but I loved it!Then, a few years later I had a dream where I had thought I woke up and I was going to go crawl into my parents bed. When I opened my bedroom dorr, Nosferatu and one of his goons was standing right in front of me.The goon grabbed me and kept an eye on me while Nosferatu crept into my baby sisters room to suck her blood. I escaped from the goon and got into my parents bedroom, only to find my Dad dead and my Mom turned into a vampire. I woke up then.

That dream scarred me for about a year or so. It was SO freaky because I thought it was reality and not in my head.

I've had dreams where I thought I was really awake too. Not quite as scary as the vampire one, but I thought I had woken up when a witch came after me but really I was only waking up in my dream. :(

When I was sick about three weeks ago, I had a fever and was delirious which resulted in one crazy dream. :lol2: I dreamt that Lex Luthor was caring for me. :-* Of course, he also caused my father to die (typical Luthor ::)) at the hands of some freaky monster. I was so out of it that I thought I actually saw Lex in my room and I was reaching out for him. haha

I also had a dream where some murderer came into my house and murdered my whole family. Then he sent me an e-mail which pictures of them all cut up. :o Let's just say I woke up really fast and in a cold sweat. Luckily, I guess, when I fell back asleep Dom, Legolas, and Aragorn were there to comfort me and protect me because the murderer was coming back to get me. Ahhh

I would have loved to have that dream...well the second part with the comforting. Who better to comfort you than Aragorn with his kingyness and good sword skills, Legolas with his pretty piece of eye candy and Dom with...well just himself would be comforting to me. :lol2:

I had a weird dream last night. :-\
So I had this dream last night. With my ex-boyfriend in it. Actually, he's more like my ex-fiance', but bah, lets not get into THAT. Anyways, it sucked. I hate dreaming about him. Dreaming about him ruins my entire next day. And this was one of those dreams.
In my dream, I went back to him. And he treated me kind of coldly. He was driving me somewhere but really recklessly. And when we got out, I was talking my head off (which I do when I am nervous). And before I know it, we are being shoved onto a lift. I look around me and I realize he has driven us to an amusement park and unto a ride that I really hate. And the entire time I am screaming, NOT ONCE does he even look at me and hold my hand for comfort. When we get off, I scold him for taking me on it. One of his friends walks by and like a jerk, he gooses my behind and winks at his friend. I feel so disgusted - with him, with myself. So I go to this building to use the bathroom. But I leave my diary outside cause I didnt want to bring it with me. I cry in the bathroom, and stay in there as long as I can. Suddenly, my guyfriend Angel comes in the girls room LOOKING for me! (I kind of have a strange crush on him so this was really odd to see him in my dream) I hide but somehow he sees me but doesn't say anything. He sends my friend Amber in after me. She tells me that my ex found my diary and read it. I am totally weirded out cause I write like EVERYTHING in my diary. Instead of going back to him though, I get in this canoe and paddle away on this stream, with no idea where I was going. Nothing looked familiar but somehow that comforted me. Being somewhere where no one knew me. I could cry and no one could tell any one I knew.

Then I woke up.
If you will, please, tell me what this dream means. Or what you think it means? I'm so LOST.

I have lots of dreams and for some reason they are always violent lol

Usually they take place with me fighting my dad (basically verbally) and sometimes my mom and a lot of times it takes place in a church somewhere :lol2: Stupid Satan

I normally don't have nightmares, just dreams that are dumb or somewhat disturbing. But i hate dreams where you know you are someplace everytime you dream about it but it always looks different and it never makes sense why your there and new things always happened that you've never done there before lol. But yet you know what it is lol.

Ophelia, I think what your dream meant was that your ex-fiancee is an as*hole and you are better off without him! ;D

Hee hee, Locke. One time I had a dream that a bunch of girls were worshipping Satan in the girls locker room and I joined. When I wanted to leave, they said I couldn't or they'd sacrifice me to Satan. When I walked out of the locker room, our gym had turned into a stadium for NBA basketball and James Marsters (the guy who plays Spike on Buffy) was standing outside the door. :lol2:

I think about him far too much...far FAR too much...thats why he is always in my dreams.

*sigh*

Strange dreams...I swear they mean something though.

I didn't have time to include the second dream... so here it is.

We are going to the camp that I went to last year for school. My sister is coming for some reason. When we arrive, the people that work at the camp tell us, "You can either get to the cabin using the path through the woods, which will take you about ten minutes, or you can go through the woods without a path and it will take you about 45 minutes." Of course, my sister immediately says, "Let's go on the one without a path!" So that is what we do. Before we leave, the camp-workers tell us to watch out for venomous snakes, whicha are all around the camp.

Once in the woods, we see some women every now again. (In total, we probably saw around three.) Each of them had a whistle. When they blew into it, the sound a wolf would make came out. After they blew the whistle, actual wolves would come from between the trees and begin to chase them, as they began to run. (We tried to steer clear of those women.)

We finally made it to our cabin. It wasn't as I remembered from when I went before; it was narrower and smaller. For some reason, my aunt and uncle were there. There were bunk beds; I had a top bunk. All my luggage was in one of those little plastic white bags with smiley faces that children get after going to the dentist, usually filled with a toothbrush and toothpaste or something of the like. (Mine was somehow filled with luggage. I just knew that it was, though I never actually looked into it.) I hung the bag on a nail on the wall that the bunk was against.

I remember that my bed was very narrow, and I kept practically rolling off of it. I was bringing myself up again before dropping to the floor when I hear my aunt and uncle scream, "It's a _________ snake!" (I don't remember what type of snake it was.) The snake was incredibly fake, like one you might see in a puppet show. It was red with stripes and stuff. As it was "slithering" (held by stiff wires, really) on the floor, my aunt and uncle screamed, "It's not that big, but you know that when a __________ snake is around, a ___________ is sure to follow it!"

At that moment, the red snake lunged at me, and ducked down just in time before it bit me. Suddenly, another
snake of the same authenticity appeared, except it was MUCH larger. It was on the floor, going towards my sister. It lunged, and she also ducked out of the way. When it lunged, it actually went out the open door, so my sister quickly shut the door to stop it from coming back in.

My aunt and uncle sighed in relief and breathed, "That was a close one," and suddenly, the door opens. It is not, indeed, the snake, but instead a little man with a small stick-club-thing, with which he immediately starts to beat my sister.

That is about the end of it. You can tell nighttimes are interesting for me.

That would be a happy dream for me, especially the end! :lol2: I'm evil!!!