Last night I had another freaky dream. I was with my mom and everyone around us was turning into crazy people and they all carried weapons (knives, swords, axes, chainsaws, etc.). I fought and fought to save me and my mom. We jumped into a van and I yelled at her to drive out of there as fast as possible. It wasn't quick enough cause a group of crazies jumped in the back where I was and attacked me. I fought them off for awhile but there was just too many of them. I huge guy jumped on me and grabbed my stomach and started pulling my guts out. I screamed for my mom to just kill me because I didn't want to die this way (I didn't want to see her get killed either). I woke up while I was being gutted. I had a hell of a time shaking off the dream and it took me a bit to get back to sleep. ::EEK!::

I really don't have nightmares...If I do it's usually anxiety of some kind surfacing in my dreamtime. This afternoon tho I was catchin' 40 winks... and I was havin' this dream about holdin' a baby and the top of it's head was kinda like one of those bagels where the hole in the middle is all messed up and squished in on itself.

Wow, that must have been something to see!! I've had some pretty wacky dreams.

Since I was a kid, I've had nightmares of all kinds. Most of the time, they're about zombies. Sometimes, I wish I could record some of my dreams, I think they would make great stories!! ::devil::

The other night I had a nightmare where I was being hunted by the cops because I stole a baby from some parents who weren't taking care of it...

I haven't had a good horror one in a while.