Whats the wierdist dream you ever had?

Question

mine is going to school in my underwear

Answer 1

Dinosaurs were chasing me around my house.

Answer 2

barbra streisand and bette midler ..going at it.

Answer 3

A whipped cream monster was chasing me.

Answer 4

I have a lot actually. But the weirdest would be this:

Me and my sister were hanging out in a shopping center at night. We encounter a whole bunch of goth kids throwing up by a fountain. We go to a CVS and look through stuff but the shelves are really tall. And we go to an empty movie theater where theres a lady wiggling around and stuff on the floor. Here's wearing a dress made out of colorful feathers. But I don't remember if all that stuff happened in that order.

Answer 5

I always get going to school in my underwear, or something similar (Haveing no shirt on, no shoes, pants, etc.)  But m weirdest dream? I have had alot, but mostly can't remember.

Answer 6

My mom and stepmother in the same room together.

Answer 7

I'm male and was about sixteen when I had the dream

In the dream I was an eight year old girl standing in a manor house, my older sister (not my real older sister) was running towards me and she knelt down to hold me in her arms. She was crying, and telling me how she loved me. She stood up and held my hand as we walked out the front doors and towards the gate. All around us was a thick fog, limiting my sight to about ten metres. At the gate she let go of my hand and walked a few steps in front of me. She said that she would love me forever and that I should never give up hope. After she said that I hear the noise of wooden wheels cracking stone and through the fog to the right of the gate a horse drawn carriage flies past us. On the back of it there's a man with a white face wearing a black trenchcoat, playing with a chain attached to a wicked hook. As the carraige falls into the mist past us my sister says that it's time and there's a sound of metal grating and the hook comes flying towards her, catching her in the throat and she's pulled into the fog by the chain. I started crying then and ran after her, the sound getting further away.

After a few moments the fog started to clear, and I stood at the top of a long hill overlooking a valley. In the sky there was a scarlet moon with not a single star, and beneath it a city with buildings that stretched higher than should be possible in the distance. And nearing that city I could barely make out that carriage, and my sister dragging behind.

Generally a strange dream, although not as weird as the ones I had when I was taken off antipsychotics

Answer 8

I was my friend's pet cat.

Answer 9

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[SKIP TO ll> Arc 3 - *NON-LUCID*]

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[PLAY>]

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My eyes are closed, there is a faint warm breeze tugging at my hair; there is the loud buzz of hundreds of voices and shuffling feet drifting into my equine-esque ears. I point my muzzle into the breeze and take a deep breath. A fine cloud of dust catches in my long throat and I hack it back out. My eyes open and I gaze upon the massive horde of teens and teachers. The bodies fill a long, wide gorge; I am instantly reminded of ‘The Lion King’ by the shape and coloration of the rocks. The herd seems to hardly be moving at all, at a stand still. They’re waiting, but for what, I’m not quite sure yet. The matter quickly slips from my mind.

Bored with what was below me, I amble away for the ledge of the gorge and sit my rump down and investigate myself. I have two large, furred paws, four toes each with claws. My neck is elongated, a bit like a horses, just enough that I could turn and look behind me comfortably, and I was, oddly, a quad. My shoulders and back sagged with the weight of two large, feathered wings and from the base of my long tail I sported a poof of long, straight fur. My base fur, a short coat, is a chocolate brown, my undercoat and the fur that covers the entirety of my neck is a light beige and curly.



I heft myself out of the red dust and give myself a good shake. Dust flies from my fur and I laugh quietly (it sounds like a barking grunt). I adore my body… I strike a pose and picture myself as a whole. I look pretty d**n impressive.

I turn about and bump nose first into Lora who had appeared suddenly behind me without my knowing. She too is a dragon beast, and I don’t bother to think twice about it.

“So, you ready to go?”

I realize that it’s obviously a race that’s going to happen. The entire student body of Tennessee was having a race, of course. The teachers were there to keep things under control. It was a migration of sorts. I take another glance down at the crowed and realize that not everyone below was human. Some look a bit like me, winged furry beasts.

// I love how my mind doesn’t work when I dream… You think this crazy stuff would make me realize it was a dream, but nooo…//

A great loud horn sounds and the volume of the crowd rises to a grand level, it hurts my ears and makes my fur stand on end. Lora flashes me a smile – one filled with an alarming amount of sharp teeth - then takes a galloping leap off the edge of the gorge.

I run to the edge in time to catch her opening her wings and streaking off. She bellows a roar at me to follow.

I back up a few lengths of myself then launch myself forward. My hind paws hit the edge of the gorge and I push off hard, my wings tucked tight against me. For a brief moment, I get the pre-fall feeling, the sense of weightless, effortless motion, then gravity kicks in and I begin to tip into a nose-dive. I rip my wings open and angle myself into a low swoop over the crowed. Several girls scream as I tear through the air feet above their heads. I imagine them ducking to keep their heads from being whacked by my tail and a sharp-toothed grin spreads onto my face.

For a while I surf over the crowed; some of the teens are running, others jogging and a few walking. Each represented their school… Several pointed up to me in awe. I ignored them. Every now and then, I would spot the odd dragon, some trying to fly but not able to clear the ground.

‘Utter noob.’ I think to myself. (Despite the fact I had the advantage of a cliff to jump from…)

As I loose speed I begin to flap my wings to gain some altitude. I spot Lora up a ways ahead of me. She’s diving through the air and making sharp turns and twists. I speed the pumping of my wings in anticipation of catching up.

Soon, I’m there beside her, grinning.

[PAUSE]

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<TBC>

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It's a bit out of my dream journal! :D I WAS A DRAGON AND IT WAS FRIGGIN' COOL!  

Answer 10

lol my dream was my brother at my cat and i puked it up? wtf

Answer 11

I've had 3 dreams were I've died, one from being burned alive, another from being shot in the back, and a third from drowning in a freezing, fast-moving mountain river.

But the weirdest one was I was working in some kind of top-secret government monkey lab, and trans-dimensional aliens kept messing with us in very creepy and surreal ways.  It was such a powerful dream that I wrote it all down as soon as I woke because I thought it could make a good book.

Answer 12

Being both tom and jerry.  i wanted to eat so badly but i wanted to stay alive.