I'll start first. This happened few years before. A random afternoon nap, that's all I wanted. However, I started having this weird yet entertaining dream. I have a complete control with my body and thoughts. As I was looking around this dream, I saw a white kinda house, it has stairs so it's probably a huge house too. I remember that in front of me, there's a table full of coloring materials, books, papers and more arts and crafts. I looked to my hand, and it was kinda small. So I assumed that I was in a body of a child and yes, I also assumed that at the same time that I am in that dream. I was having thoughts that I am currently inside a body of a child. I looked to my side since it was noisy, I saw a much younger child than me. A little boy who is eager talking with me. And then, I heard sudden noise upstairs while the little boy is busy playing. I decided to look what's happening upstairs and I went up. Then I heard sudden gunshots. To be honest, I felt the fear. It was a cold feeling. I went downstairs and heard a man following me then. When we arrived at that floor again where I was earlier. To be honest, I decided to pick up a scissor and stab the man in the leg when he was threatening to shoot the little boy. I think I remember saying that the boy shoulf run and I think he did actually. Because when I stabbed the man in the leg, I felt a heat in my stomach and then right there I knew that I was shot. But the little boy git away so all goods. Honestly, I thought it would hurt more but all I felt was heat? I woke up the after the moment I was shot maybe because I was relieved that the little boy was able to get out the door. Then weirdly as I suddenly woke up. I still felt that same heat, at the very part where I was shot in that dream. And until now, I remember how that felt.
A 35-year-old man follows me when I was 15, in hopes of cheating on his wife with me.
I actually have a more recent one too, I went camping with my now boyfriend, and we hunted together, cracked beer, and went to sleep. And as far as we knew we were the only ones there. But then around like 3 ish, I heard a sound and he was still asleep so I gr...... 2 reply
I wasn't going to respond to this cause my scariest experience was a sexual assault which is not at all unique, but then I read yours, and funnily enough, even though it was not my scariest experience, I actually experienced something similar.
I have been on a lot of different medications for depression, and sometimes, if I forget to take my meds,...... 1 reply