Nightmares since I have lived in a certain house....I kid you not.

So back when I was five or six, I used to live in Tennessee. We had an odd little townhome where the kitchen was upstairs. At the time we were hard-pressed for money so I shared a bedroom with my parents, and had my own little futon/couch thing I slept on.

We had a tiny square little fan that plugged into the wall, and I remember that often at night I would think there was something behind it. After that happened, I began to have terrible nightmares. I don't remember a single one of my dreams before this house, but since then, I've had nothing but nightmares. I even remember some that I had in that house, nightmares about things that sounded silly but were terrifying when I was young (ie, my mom being a vampire, giant grubs, my clothes trying to strangle me).

For years afterwards, even after we moved out of this house, I have had nothing but bad dreams. Dreams of ghosts, of my friends dying, of me being chased or killed, of terrible warped creatures. I've had a nightmare that I could still see with my eyes open: thousands of spiders crawling all over me and my bed. I've had nightmares that were so real I thought somebody was actually coming into the house, and have woken up my parents screaming. I also frequently see shadows out of the corner of my eye, or silhouettes standing in doorways. They disappear when I blink.

Fortunately the nightmares have laid off a bit. Ever since my ex of six years and I broke up, I've had dreams about that instead (not sure which is worse! haha).

I know this all sounds silly, and maybe it is, but it's something that's been with me throughout my entire life, and has only recently begun to let up. What do you guys think? Have you had similar experiences? I'd like to know your thoughts :] None of my friends take me seriously when I try to bring it up, so I just quit trying to explain. Maybe you guys can provide some insight xP

 

When I lived in New Mexico for a while with my mom I had to share a room with her, and she would tell me that I was sleepwalking almost every night. This never happened that we knew of previously. All of my nightmares that I had in New Mexico were always about vampires... My mom being one (I know how you feel haha that shit can get crazy), or just random people. Once I moved back to California the sleep walking stopped, and I don't remember dreaming of vampires a single time. A small theory I have is that when we sleep we pick up spiritual auras that can alter the way we dream, I think I'll read up on that a little and see what I can find.

 

Really? That's interesting....I definitely think that's the case. Was it an old house or something? The townhome we lived in definitely wasn't new.

Yeah, I also talk, yell, cry, laugh, etc in my sleep. I can never spend the night with people without waking them up xD