Describe your craziest nightmares

[cromagnon]

One of my most vivid nightmares;

I was at my elementary school, and there was this extremely ugly kid with a flamethrower. He was burning down like every classroom, I escaped tho and was at the front of the school watching it burst into flames. Then, I saw him light my 1st grade teacher on fire, and she was screaming and fell out of the top floor window to her death

He was like freakishly ugly and psychotic looking, Ted Bundy tier eyes that just look like crazy

I had this when I was 8 i'd estimate

@wishIwasSalludon

 

[wishIwasSalludon]

I like having nightmares

 

[sigma boii]

I wake up in this dark, damp room that smells like death. There are people all around, hunched over dead bodies, peeling their skin off like it’s some kind of art project. No one says a word, just quiet breathing and the wet sound of skin tearing. One of them holds up a face—literally someone’s face—and stretches it over their own like a mask. Then they look at me, and it’s my face they’re wearing. I try to scream, but nothing comes out. Around me, more people start putting on faces of people I know—my mom, my friends—like it’s some sick costume party. That’s when I realize I can’t move. I’m lying there, naked and cold, and they’re coming for me next.

 

[ToryToad]

Why can't I have sick nightmares like these

 

[valentine]

had a nightmare where i got a j*b

 

[Neucher]

I never dream it sucks nigga

 

[Neucher]

I like having nightmares

just take datura nigga it mogs

 

[wishIwasSalludon]

I desperately need a nightmare where I get raped by a stacy

how horrible

 

[cromagnon]

I wake up in this dark, damp room that smells like death. There are people all around, hunched over dead bodies, peeling their skin off like it’s some kind of art project. No one says a word, just quiet breathing and the wet sound of skin tearing. One of them holds up a face—literally someone’s face—and stretches it over their own like a mask. Then they look at me, and it’s my face they’re wearing. I try to scream, but nothing comes out. Around me, more people start putting on faces of people I know—my mom, my friends—like it’s some sick costume party. That’s when I realize I can’t move. I’m lying there, naked and cold, and they’re coming for me next.

@Vermilioncore ahh dream