Tell me about your best Nightmare

[Sculpt]

And also, I don't think having children is for everyone (we've got 7 billion family members on the Earth already). Obviously, one should be positive they want to raise a child before they have one.

[ChronoGrl]

Originally Posted by The Villain

I seriously doubt you'll have a mutant baby that you'd want to kill.

OMG - That quote seriously made my morning. <3 :D

I don't think that at this point I'm necessarily afraid anymore; I think that we've come to the conclusion that we just don't want to have kids. It's just top of mind because, as the wedding comes up around acquaintances (mostly at work; people who don't know me very well), I get the question a lot: "Are you planning on having kids?" and people get awkward when I answer, "No." They just don't seem to get it, especially since I do love kids so much. It's just odd to me to feel this social pressure around it. When I was younger I did want to have kids, a BUNCH of them (heh - seriously - I wanted at least 4), so having to justify to people that I don't want them now... Is just unexpected and weird.

Luckily I have close friends who have fantastic youngins that I can spoil rotten. :cool:

Originally Posted by Sculpt

And also, I don't think having children is for everyone (we've got 7 billion family members on the Earth already).

That's so refreshing to hear; seriously!

If anything, in the future I might be a foster parent because I truly believe that there are a lot of children out there that need a safe, loving home, even if it's temporary... But that's a long way off.

[The Villain]

I'm glad I could make your morning.

In all seriousness Sculpt is right. Kids aren't for everyone. There are a lot of people out there with kids who shouldn't have them. That's not to say youd be a bad parent, I'm sure you'd be a great Mom. Don't let anyone make you feel bad for your decision though. There's nothing wrong with it.

[hammerfan]

I've never understood society's pressure on women to get married and have children. And, if you DON'T do that, you're labeled a lesbian. Yes, I'm speaking from experience.

[MichaelMyers]

Awful nightmare last night.

In the dream I was driving to go see a horror movie, "The Conjuring," when suddenly the need to take a shit hit me in a real bad way.

There was no place around to go but was able to WILL in my dream a McD's, so I pulled over and ran to the restroom.

The only stall appeared occupied, but there were no sounds of flatulence, grunting, wiping, etc. coming from it. Since I was about to shit myself, I began rapping hard on the door demanding to know when he'd be out. When no answer came, I decided that it had to be empty and that I should break down the door.

Well, it wasn't empty. Some large trucker was in there (could he have been waiting for me?). And he started to beat the ever living shit out of me. Literally! I shit in my pants while he was punching me. This dude was a strong beast, like Kane Hodder or somebody.

Once I had evacuated my bowels, I had a quick burst of energy and was able to get back on my feet and run back to my car, embarrassed as the restaurant crowd watched me in shock. Then awoke in cold sweat.

[Noodlefox]

I have never been a very motherly woman. I don't dislike kids, but I honestly have no idea what to do with them. My natural inclination is to treat them like I would any other adult, but I'm always afraid I'll say something that the parents will take offense at and get angry at me so I try to avoid situations with kids altogether. Thankfully my parents are more then happy to call my dog granddaughter (literally).

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As far as nightmares go I've had some interesting experiences with them. I have two reoccurring nightmares that I've gotten since childhood (they're not all that scary now, but when I was a kid they were awful), and then I had this really weird series of nightmares that all tied together, but it was over a period of years that they occurred (that's somewhat long story though).

The first reoccurring nightmare I have is pretty simple. I'm a little girl standing with my parents at this old wooden building that I think is supposed to be a train station since there are train tracks that pass close to it, but the whole place looks completely abandoned save for this one really old man that my parents are talking to. The entire landscape looks like something out of Courage the Cowardly Dog with nothing but dirt as far as the eye can see.

So I'm standing with my parents when I suddenly hear this strange noise coming from the other side of the tracks. I look over and the camera (which is the only way I can think of it since the me in the dream doesn't move from holding my mom's hand) starts to pan across the landscape, moving to the other side of the tracks and across the barren dirt until it finally gets to this small shed. Just sitting there with nothing else around it.

The shed door opens and the "camera" moves inside looking over a bunch of old boxes, pictures, furniture covered in sheets. There are rats running around and the whole place seems like it's far to large for how small the shed appeared on the outside. As we're moving through I keep hearing strange sounds. Things scuffling, people whispering, I see things moving in the shadows or just out of view and I get this panicked feeling. Like I want to turn back, but the "camera" just keeps moving forward. I usually wake up before I get to the end of the shed.

With the other nightmare I'm at my parents house before we did renovations to expand the dining room. It's my birthday and there are a bunch of people there I've never seen before, but are apparently my classmates. I'm walking around trying to enjoy the party, feeling nervous from all the strangers, when suddenly I see these large clown pants, like the clown is invisible except for its cloths, running towards me.

I scream and start to run all through the house trying to escape them. I keep calling for help, but everyone seems to ignore me. Finally I try to run downstairs and rather then our normal sitting room it's like this... giant black void with a thick mist making it impossible to see the floor. The whole room is filled with pipes (kinda like the default computer screensaver?) and there are people climbing all over them in bathing suits jumping into the mist. But rather then hitting what appears to be hard ground they just fall right through like it's water.

I've seem to have gotten away from the clown pants at this point, but I know they're still searching for me. I try to get the other kids to help me, but all they want me to do is go swimming with them. They finally encourage me to climb onto the pipes as well and one of them pushes me off, but instead of hitting solid ground like I had been standing on I, as I said, dive into what seems to be water except it's perfectly clear. I can look up and easily see the pipes and the layer of mist right above the surface.

Quickly I swim back up and start trying to make my way to the stairs. I decide to try and find my mom since none of the other kids believe me or care that I'm being chased. It's like trying to slog through tar though and I can't seem to stand on the surface anymore like when I had first come down.

When I finally make it to the stairs I'm exhausted and out of breath. I head into the kitchen form the stairs and make my way to the dining room when suddenly the clown pants rush out from the hallway that leads to my parents bedroom.

I swear it's the loudest I have ever screamed in my life and right before they can reach me I see myself passing out from being so scared. As I'm collapsing there's this horrible laugh that seems to be coming from the pants before they deflate and fold themselves on our dining room chair.

At that point I always wake up. As I said these dreams started when I was a kid, but I've always had them. They're gotten less scary with time, but I still wake up feeling anxious.

[Sculpt]

Originally Posted by MichaelMyers

Awful nightmare last night.

In the dream I was driving to go see a horror movie, "The Conjuring," when suddenly the need to take a shit hit me in a real bad way.

There was no place around to go but was able to WILL in my dream a McD's, so I pulled over and ran to the restroom.

The only stall appeared occupied, but there were no sounds of flatulence, grunting, wiping, etc. coming from it. Since I was about to shit myself, I began rapping hard on the door demanding to know when he'd be out. When no answer came, I decided that it had to be empty and that I should break down the door.

Well, it wasn't empty. Some large trucker was in there (could he have been waiting for me?). And he started to beat the ever living shit out of me. Literally! I shit in my pants while he was punching me. This dude was a strong beast, like Kane Hodder or somebody.

Once I had evacuated my bowels, I had a quick burst of energy and was able to get back on my feet and run back to my car, embarrassed as the restaurant crowd watched me in shock. Then awoke in cold sweat.

Wow, that's shitty nightmare. Sorry couldn't resist. Ya, that nightmare has a few classic fear-mares wrapped up into one. But it could have been much worse... Instead of going to see "The Conjuring", you could have been going to see "The Cave".

[Sculpt]

Originally Posted by hammerfan

I've never understood society's pressure on women to get married and have children. And, if you DON'T do that, you're labeled a lesbian. Yes, I'm speaking from experience.

Ack! Ya, I know what you mean, hammerfan. When are people going to mature past the assumption of stereo types?

[HorrorJ]

I remember a nightmare as a child, and I'll never forget it.

I was walking down a sidewalk and there were some people sitting on their porch with their 2 German Sheppards (sp). The woman smiled at me and told her dogs to say hello to me. The dogs ran - no - bolted right out to me, on either side. Each took one of my hands and kept running, thus ripping off my arms. I immediately woke up, thank goodness.

Animals are my favorite things in the world, and I love GS dogs, so I have no idea where it came from. Childhood fear I guess. It was scary as hell and still scares me.

[AnonEDust]

Originally Posted by Geek

It's interesting how many people seem to be afraid of Chucky. I want to save up for those big Chucky and Tiff dolls.

I'm running through a misty labyrinth as fast as I can, being chased by a monster i can't see. The faster I try to run the less my legs want to move and the monster is going to catch me. I stumble and fall through the floor and into a dungeon, I'm trapped, a shadow closes in ...and i wake up.

I know this girl who has loved Chucky since age FIVE. She was apparently never afraid of him; of course, this same girl laughs without fail when she hears about terrible tragedies, and now she has a 4 year old who likes to tell people "Chucky gonna get you."

But on topic...I had a nightmare some years ago that started out as an awesome dream. Then I was standing before a bed where a woman sat with two masks, kind of like the ones from V for Vendetta, only one was frowning and one was smiling. I picked one up and immediately knew it was the wrong one, and when I put it on it enveloped me and sucked me through into a dark hellish place, and someone was screaming and there was no escape. Then I woke up, terrified.