Dreams

This dream is the clearest one I remember or at least one of them. I can't tell if they occurred on the same night or if I just dreamed of them separately.

Spinning buildings, spinning colorful buildings. Not in circles or a solid direction but spinning in different directions constantly. Once you get in, you will always end up on the outside. On the brink of death

A flying elevator, not a modern elevator but a platform you would usually find in games going up and down. Once you enter it'll float around, giving you a feeling of paranoia and constant fear of somehow it killing you.

A tower made of cement with a staircase on the inside going all the way to the top. The further up you get, the more the stairs deteriorate until it's missing full staircases and replaced with floating planks held by either strings or each other. Once you get to the top, you will fall, hitting a couple of buildings and landing on the floor, untouched. Your friend on the other hand will fall after, landing on the hard green color floor.

Assisted suicide. You killed your best friend and stole her nails, constantly hallucinating or remembering your time together with her and finally getting caught by her mom. I had to call her the night I dreamt that, I got worried.

An endless dark maze with a single floating chair that emits light.

Constant nightmares of a ghost of a girl, standing over me when I sleep. A couple of her being in my house as I'm stuck in a loop, waking up again, and again, and again. Her appearing to me every time in different places, making me scream in fear and despair as I try to get away but can't move. In the dark, closet, anywhere dark enough for her to blend. Even if you tell anyone they don't believe it, it's like they're not in the reality you're experiencing. It's hell, I get stuck whenever it happens. It's like I'm lucid dreaming. I hate it.

Drowning. I had been given different chances through dreams, different chances to drown in different ways. A tsunami, a flood, locked in my own house as a tsunami approaches, and a scream for someone to open the gate only to be locked in. Getting stuck in ice, attacked by fish that I'm pretty sure don't even exist in real life and I've only created in my head. Only once was I able to survive only to die in the next dream. A lot of these have been repeated, multiple times. That's too many times.

I do wonder sometimes how my mind processes what dreams and nightmares are. I've had nightmares that simply felt like dreams, calm and overall causing no reaction. But there are also the nightmares that terrify me. Every time I dream there's always something that tells me it's fake. Like everything is too bright and saturated, something is not right like the spinning buildings I've mentioned earlier, and floating stuff. But then there are the "real" ones, the ones that I constantly get stuck in and try to escape out of fear of being killed by what I saw or out of pure paranoia out of what my mind is making me witness.

The real-feeling dreams always takes place at my house, in the old bedroom where I used to sleep with my parents, and only once in my current room. The last real feeling was one where I had woken up, but something was wrong. The room was pitch black since I like it like that but something big was in there with me. It almost broke me when I saw it, it was huge, right beside my door and in front of my bed as it looked at me. It was huge and on all fours. I ignored it and got out of the room. That's when I woke up again, this time for real. I don't remember what I did after that.

The other one was when I was supposedly woken up by my mom's friend, she was asking me for something but I don't remember. It lasted for about 30 seconds until I glanced to my side where the girl was floating. I started screaming, unable to move my body as I screamed my heart out for 2 minutes straight I assume before I woke up in the middle of the day. I think I told my mom about it after and asked if her friend had come over. I don't remember the answer to that.

The girl isn't this creepy girl with a scary face, it's a black and grey figure, and you can't see any details. The only detail I can even make out is her having longish hair but even that confuses me. The fact that I can't even describe her terrifies me.

I hate long dreams. It's constant repetition, each repetition just has something little altered to it if I decide to do something different, or at least try to influence something different to happen. 

Long dreams are painful and exhausting, not fun at all. So many times I have avoided being stuck in there by trying to wake myself up by moving excessively but not moving at all in real life. I wish I wouldn't dream anymore, I haven't dreamt anything in a while though. My actual dreams are usually filled with nonsense, one of the clearest ones being me executing people, at the end executing an entire family and only going easy on the old man, even asking how I should do it and how fast. Cushioning his head before beheading him. It's my favorite one so far. The only one I remember enough to like and the only one that caused no feeling at all during the dream.

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