My dreams are always incredibly bizarre.
One of them that I’ve never managed to forget happened over 10 years ago. I had just watched documentary on poltergeists that had played on TV that night. Went to bed. Suffocated in my dream. The whole world was made of origami and very… 2d. But I got smashed by this 2d, flat sumo wrestler made of paper and suffocated. I woke up having a hard time breathing. I think this was influenced by the documentary I saw because it said one of the common sensations of a poltergeist is weight on your chest.
I had come across this video on facebook 2, 3 weeks ago, of someone directly touching someone elses’ eye. I am more eye squeamish than anything in the entire world! If someone or something even IMPLIES that it’s getting near an eye, I can’t look. And yes, at 21 I still cry at the eye doctor. Anyway, this video had influenced the dream I had that night. I was forced to watch this blonde kid get her eyes removed. I couldn’t look away, I could not blink. It was like I was a camera or forced to observe things. Luckily, behind her eyes was nothing graphic. Imagine a skin colored empty eye socket. That was all. But still, yikes.
Um, besides my extreme eye phobia, the Ring movies mentally and subconsciously scarred me. Every single night for years, and even commonly today, I will dream about Samara/Sakado coming out of the TV, and nowhere I run will provide any peace. This was so common back in 2009 that I actually could tell I was dreaming when I’d see it, and I remember the texture and taste when I bit her once. Like squash, very…watery. Slimy. I still have nightmares about her to this very day, despite avoiding the Ring/Ringu at all costs. I can’t even have things set up in my room that look even remotely like black hair on white - everything is separated because I’ll psych myself out.
I had a very hazy dream of a family get together as a kid.
There was this…smell. I swear sometimes even today, I smell it in real life, though I don’t know what the smell is from. It’s some sort of plant? I tend to smell it at random times outside.
OH, and my dream from about a week ago.
My grandpa passed of cancer in October last year. I had a dream my sister was possessed by his spirit and he was causing her to decay as she was alive, but everyone…treated her as him. It was weird.