Well if someone is interested in reading a f-upped dream of mine... I can post it here. Please comment on it... If you'd like..
Oh, and I copy+pasted it from another forum, and it's very quickly written... (I've written a five page "short story" in seventh grade from it, and several other times, so I was tired of writing it when I wrote it,... yeah...
here goes!
Oh, and I saw some typos (spelling typos), tried to correct the ones I saw directly:
It starts with me, sitting on a chair, with really red curtains around me, and I cannot move. I try to, and I'm not tied up, but I still can't move.
Loud really evil laughter is filling the whole place, two voices... you know, like the classic "scary" evil: "Bwoahaahaahaa"... I whisper to my self "what's going on? I must get out of here" and then try to scream... but nothing comes out of my mouth....
then my mind goes blank... and now part two starts.
I am at home... Though it's not any home I ever had, but I still know it's my home. I walk out, it's chilly... go towards some small House, like a trash station, or a bicycle garage... walk through the door, and end up down town.
I walk a bit more, go into a shop and end out in some mall (which is NOT what I went into).
there is a café.. and in the ovens are dolls, melting dolls... screaming real loud, with a static noisy screech... and men in tuxedos are hanging from the celing... (hanged as in... executed)....
I panic, and start to run out... going through the door, to end up in a harbour... running towards a cute little boat, with three melting dolls chasing me... I'm going inside... and now I am coming out from the first shop I went into... Like if nothing had happened, I walk towards a black House, which glows red from the windows. (the same red as the curtains). (A SIDE NOTE: In the album art for Chiodos - All's well that ends well; there is this black House, with red insides and bleeding dolls! about thirteen years later than I had my dream for the first time).
I walk inside the House and it is ten times bigger on the inside, and no windows can be found here... (and no, I'm not copying House of leaves now). [EDIT: I first wrote this on the House of leaves forum]
everything is red... really glowing with red... Illuminating... I walk up a long staircase, and am about to go around a corner: Now I know there's a doll walking towards me... I know it, but still I get so scared my heart skip some beats... and it is REALLY frightening... even though i know its there...
running straight forward to find a door.. which leads out of the House, and a red curtain falls over me the moment I step outside the House...
(I think maybe the first part is the ending... or something?)
and on later days, There's a slight modification of the dream...
After the stairs, and the doll.. I run into another room. where there's one more stair, which leads up to the children's room (somehow... this is my own House (?) (NOTE: not the same house I started in though)) and my children (babies) are lying in their beds there... but when I come to them I see they've been killed... they are really really killed... brutally... and when I raise my head I see a melting doll standing on a shelf, smiling, screaming, with a bloody screwdriver.... then I start running, out through a door, and then the curtains, like before.
I fucking hate that dream, And I've had it since I was about 5 years old...
but at the same time I like it.. cause it is quite a good story...if I just try to write it a bit better......