January 7, 2009
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My Scariest Nightmare – The Uninvited Contest
Not that I will ever go to see a movie like the one in the title, but the lure of free credits and a nifty topic to write about made me click.
I am quite a vivid dreamer, but I don’t have many nightmares. Most of the scary ones involve the ocean–the tide coming in, waves coming closer, that sort of thing. I’ve discovered I dream about the ocean and tides when my life is very stressful.
My most memorable nightmare was dreamed while I was in sixth grade, well before Jurassic Park and the like were around. The dream began in my school classroom on a foggy, grey day. Someone shouted, “Look outside!” and the whole class ran to peer out the long row of windows. There in the shadowy mist was a huge man, a caveman of sorts with matted hair and torn animal skins for clothing. Everyone screamed in horror.
The scene then changed to inside the little, blue Datsun truck my parents had at one time. My mom, dad, and I were in the truck, driving away from the school as quickly as we could. Dinosaurs were coming after us.
I wish I could remember more of it. The images from that dream stayed vivid for years, but I am a long way from sixth grade.
The dream that actually gives me chills wasn’t even dreamed by me. My friend Linda told me once of sleeping over at a friend’s house. She dreamed of a field of wheat, blowing in the wind. The absolute terror she felt at the sight was certainly out of proportion to the innocent scene in her mind. She wondered at the potential “Ouija-board-ness” of this family afterward and speculated that it might have been the cause of her nightmare. Anyhow, that tale gives me shivers.
I just blogged about my scariest nightmare to enter The Uninvited Scariest Nightmare Contest for 1,000 credits. You can earn free credits too! Brought to you by The Uninvited – In Theaters January 30th.
Comments (6)
That one about the field of wheat blowing does sound incredibly eerie.
My scariest nightmare might have been one in which the world disintigrated into little chunks of turf floating out in space, and I fell off of one and just kept falling… falling… falling…
Ever since I was 3 I have had the same nightmare when I get the flu. I had watched the Fox and the Hound, so I dreamed I was playing with Todd. Suddenly He ran away because “the witch” was coming to get us. I couldnt find my mom anywhere and I was panicking because I could hear the witch calling me and saying, in an overly soothing voice, ” It’s o.k I’m going to take care of you, you don’t need your mom.”
No, you’re one of the ones who have supported me and offered advice when I needed it most!
And maybe I’ll actually get to meet you one of these days because I’ve decided to go to PSU!! 
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Hooray! I wondered if PSU was the school to which you were referring in an earlier post. Yeah! You are welcome at our house any time. And, Nathan should be a freshman there, so he can even give you a ride.
Hello my dear friend! sorry for the long absence. I have missed you, although I have had the pleasure of reading many of your posts.
I am hoping to get back into a regular xanga schedule.
I am praying for you New Year and hope we will be chatting a lot in the coming week.
Lots of Love (the best kind that involves sharing books and passing warm cookies),
Elizabeth
Interesting post. The wheat dream is really making me think.
I had some terrifying recurrent dreams as a child…The Wicked Witch of the West killed my mom in one dream that recurred after seeing the Oz movie. Fred Flintstone was in one of my favorite tv shows, but he was a villian in my dreams and would come after me, often followed by him trying to make me fall off a cliff. People laugh at that, but Fred was terrifying in the dreams. There was one that has me puzzled, and is the main reason I want to see Valkyrie. I dreamed several times that I went back in time to assassinate Hitler. I was probably 7-9 when that dream recurred, and it was always hard in the dreams to be a little girl trying to get so close to an evil military leader. I never succeeded. Why would a little girl dream of killing, though an evil person, like that?