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::: Scariest Nightmare Entry :::
in response to entry: "The Scariest Nightmare of My Life": by xanga.com/john
this is a great idea. your nightmare was quite scary indeed. mine may not be the most fancy scariest story here but here but here's mine just to share... (besides i could always use some free movie passes  )
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I usually don't recall much dreams anymore (i used to write them down in a journal) much less all the nightmares i've ever had but there are a few that sticks out simply because of the experience and time it has happened...
Pre-Dream (Awake):
I was quite young at the age of between six and eight. I remember it being quite hot and humid that day. and being a kid, i squeezed the day away just playing games with my cousin and enjoying a nice meal here and there to satisfy my appetite from excess use of energy. both my parents were out working that day, so the house was empty other than my sis playing somewhere and our maids cleaning and doing some chores. evening came and i grew tired waiting for my dad to come home that i didn't recall falling deep into sleep in my room...
Dream (Asleep)
As i awoke in my dreams from a blurr (unaware it was in my dreams), i see myself walking in a hallway painted in white. i was feeling at ease because somehow someone was holding my hand as i walked these corridors. i gained the impression that this was the hospital my mom worked for. i started calling then yelling out for my mom as faceless people in white just passed me by as if i was not there at all. perhaps during this time i let go of the hand holding me in panic and started running the halls until noone else was around me but a stretcher to the side in a long hallway with a child in scubs just sitting on top of it looking down next to an open door with a bright light. the child had brown curly hair, was quite pale and sweating prufusely. as i approached closer to him, he slowly turned to look a me and he looked really sick. i stood there frozen not knowing what to do. the child said to me "its all your fault" and his head simply separated from his body and fell. i screamed looking at this headless child sitting upright, turned and started running crying with doors closed every hallway not as lit anymore until i reached two doors that finally let me out into the white light...
... and i awoke, breathing hard, thirsty with my parents and our maid coming to see if i was ok with a glass of water in hand comforting me that it was all just a bad dream. and i felt safe yet still a bit confused and shakened up.
i think beacuase it probably was one of my first deep nightmares and my yet inability to understand the concept of death at that age that made it quite surreal and frightening that i still remember it till today... -k-
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