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Basically a dream I JUST had

Alright so after a long day of schoolwork I plopped down on the couch and immediately passed out. The dream I had immediately afterwards is still fresh and burning in my mind so here it goes with me trying to describe it. I can tell you now that none of it is bullshit.



So my eyes open up as my dad yells at me to get up on my ass and go finish my homework before the day ends. So right of the bat I think this all real. He also tells me that he's running off to the store and to take care of my two younger brothers who we're currently upstairs doing fuck whatever.


With him saying this I sit down on the dining room table and pretend to do some type of homework that I can't recall. I wait for him to be out the door and give it a good few minutes before running upstairs and hopping onto the good old PC to fuck aroun like I usually do when asked to do homework. This is all fine and dandy as I play some type of shooter game for a unknown amount of time. I even end finding 10 dollars below the desk which makes my day even that much better. The dream goes on for a good amount of time further cementing that I thought it was real.

Halfway through the dream is when things start to get odd.


All of a sudden I feel sick, start coughing badly as if I just ripped a Vape for the first time. I just think my lungs are acting up so I don't mind. I forget a few things after that.Then knock on my garage door echoes throughout the house. A knock of my garage door is distinguishable as it has more of a echoey tone. Thinking it's my dad to lazy to use the front door I get up from my PC and start to head downstairs.

One of my brothers, forget which says something in the lines of "Dad said never to open the door, he has a key."

I ignore this and continue to walk down to the living room with knocks growing louder as if my dad is getting pissed. Once I get to the garage door, that happens to be located in the kitchen I take a look at the door. I see that the lock is turned ever so slantly, as if he had tried to open in but couldn't all the way.

I find this extremely odd as I reach out for the lock, barely turning it for it to unlock.

However as soon as I do this the door immediately flys open causing it to hit me and make me fall or slide back. It wasn't even this that had given me warning signs yet. It was when I looked up to see Steve Buschemi looking down at me with something in his hand.

That's when he started stabbing me with a long stick that might have been a fire poker. There might have been some choking involved as I remember trying to scream only to be met with a hoarse and mute voice. This was all for fucking extremely vivid as Steve Buschemi was invading my home and skewering me with a fire poker in my kitchen. I thought this was fucking real too guys.

Until the moment that I woke up from the couch as my dad was yelling that the sandwiches were done. It took me a good minute to figure out what just fucking happened.


There's a few things that came out of this ordeal.
-Never again am I opening a door unless I can see them through a peephole or hear their voice.
-I'm carrying my dads old pocket knife whenever I happen to be home alone.
-A bit of a fear of Steve Buschemi
-I'm fucking terrified of home invasion
-I never actually found those 10$

With that in mind I keep thinking of what I would do if I ever am a victim of Home Invasion. I got two plans so far.

1. Wait until I have a clear sight of the intruder so it gets my adrenaline up and pumping and wildly run at them in a kamikaze rage with the so called pocket knife while I have the advantage of adrenaline.
2. Do some splinter cell type shit and hide around rooms until I have a good distance for a quick strike. Either go for the legs, ballsack or jugular.

I actually suspect though that this dream is what will actually happened and I would be that dumb bitch in horror movies that opens all the doors never suspecting someone to spill out their guts in their kitchen. Let's hope I can get a good stab before any of that.

Bonus: Theres this woodcutting axe thats really new and neat that's in my garage. So if I ever have the running start, theres always that alternative.

Trippy. I've been having some minor prophetic dreams for the past year but none of them are very vivid. Stay safe fam.

'Prophetic', huh? I swear to god, if you come onto the site some day and make a thread about how you're the second coming (or first coming, for all you Jews out there), I'll be annoyed.

No, I'm only a lowly servant. You can't please everyone.

You dream of being prodded and maybe being choked by mysterious strangers.

Speaking of gay wet dreams, I once dreamt that you and Morgan_R got hot and heavy in a movie theater until End showed up and shot everyone in the theater for not watching the movie and instead watching you and Morgan have hot lesbian sex.

Good stuff. 8/10 would dream again.

I mean, Michael Bay as the director for the Eternal movie was a bad choice.

Tommy Wiseau is now the new director if we're able to get into contact with him. Strange, I also had a dream about him breaking into my house but its all a bit fuzzy from there.

Hope he didn't hurt you in any way, like with a fire poker or something. >.>

Make a thread about it for next time you have such dreams.

can't be arsed to make a thread every day like that

I’d be pretty disappointed in my daughter if she did that. She could do WAY better than Morgan.

No wonder I shot up the theater.

You tell 'em, Dad! Dream or no-- hmm, Ford's dream would've been better if you just used magic instead to the same effect of destroying the theater. 

Steve Buscemi is no "mysterious strangers" you uncultured swine.

So you knew him personally before the intense pegging? 

Knowing what Sexy, Delicious, Buscemi does makes him not a "strangers" to me.

The way you made strangers plural though makes me assume that some kinky yaoi fantasy shit crossed your mind for a good few minutes you filthy weeb.

The entire post was incredibly kinky, if you're into the blunt objects being prodded into your body and maybe some strangling here and there.

Did you check for any wet patches when you awoke from your delicious dream?

Then that would make home invasion and strangulation your kink if that's the first thing that came to mind. As I was never the first one to use those exact words.

A few wet patches yes.

Wouldn't call a fire poker blunt either.

Who sharpens a fire poker?

Someone in a Zombie Apocalypse, duh.

Or perhaps a delusional teenager? :)

I just googled it and they look pretty sharp, but I also saw some that weren't as pointy looking. 

Yeah, most of the pokers I've seen aren't very sharp.

This is kind of on the vein of dreams. More specifically it's during the time of waking up from a dream. 

Has anyone had the experience of seeing a shadow person?

Some background first. When sleeping, people have these things called dreams. During these dreams many things can occur, and those things can involve us running or doing physical activity within our dreams. To prevent us from hurting ourselves, our subconscious places us in a state of sleep paralysis. This keeps us from moving while in the R.E.M. cycle, in other words, the stage of sleeping where dreams occur. Occasionally a circumstance can happen where we wake up in the R.E.M. cycle, but our subconscious has not yet taken the steps to take us out of the state of sleep paralysis. Therefore, we may still be paralyzed while we are awake. (Lucid dreaming increases the chances of this happening) 

Now onto shadow people. In that state of sleep paralysis, there is an even rarer occurrence when our minds are in that state of hypnagogia. It's the same basic reason for why people feel like they're falling even though they have already woken up. Basically a person can experience a hallucination wherein a person of shadowy origin is within their field of sight. From my experience that person does not do anything, but only stares at the person in question. This most often occurs during sleep paralysis, and can induce quite the feeling of fear. 

To my original question. Has any had a similar experience? Of waking up unable to move anything but your eyes, with a shadowy person hovering over them? Or am I simply crazy?

damn hit the nail on the head. I've seen shit like that too

Yes, child. Go back to sleep. There's no one really there. It's just in your head. Hush now. Sleep.

But now you're out of my head and on one of my favorite websites!

I was going to ignore it lol.

Some years ago, I had a dream where all the animals in Bambi turned on me. It was quite dark actually.