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Originally posted by VampiricClown
People say that it's impossible because peoples will to live is so strong, but mine apparently wasn't.
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I die all the time in dreams.
For instance:
I was in a old wooden shack. It had 2 stories, and I was right at the top of the stairs standing beside a large white thing that looked like a fridge. My captors were nearby, talking about the nuclear bomb (it turns out, thats what the fridge-thing was). They tell me not to move, and I dont, until I see a bowl of scotch mints sitting on a table down stairs. I run down, eat some, then run back to my spot....just as the bomb explodes.
Until now, the dream was in third person, like watching a movie. Now it switches to my own pont of view. Im looking down on the scene where I just was. my body is strewn among the reckage of the shack.
For some reason, this dream didnt really scare me. I havent had a single nightmare since the second one in my first post on this topic.
I dont really remember alot about the only reccuring dream Ive ever had. Well actually, it wasnt really recurring...it continued.
I was in a maze of hallways and door was 2 other people. We would wander through, opening doors which usually only led to other hallways. Some would have creatures behind them (like Vampires), while others would be blocked off with pink insulation.
It went on like that for 3 nights. At the emd of the third night, we found a bright, golden room at the end of a corridor. My two friends walked into the light and waved goodbye, saying that they had to wake up. I turned away from them, and went back into the labyrinth....
Then I woke up. Well, maybe I woke up...I turned away when my friends went to "wake up", so maybe Im really still traveling through the labyrinth and my whole life from that point has been a dream...freaky.