i had a nightmare, that i had become Psychotic. my family had to watch over me as i sleep. some how i was seeing through the roof saying look at that star moving (but it wasnt like i was saying it, it was an episode arising). then i violently shook all over and flew out of bed forwards shaking like a Jackhammer onto the hallway floor where my mum was screaming. and i was trying to calm there screaming by saying, "no, its ok. im just psychotic, im ok." (or somthing along those lines) but it was like i had no control in my dream... it may not sound to terrorfying, but there is somthing about nightmares that brings a total sense of fear like no other iv ever experienced... i woke up, totally freaked out... started hearing things, and seeing funny black blobs on the ceiling and streaks of colour flashing quickly...(not to uncommon) I wasnt on anything at all. it gets me though, because i havent had a nightmare in ALong time... i guess im just scared of becomging psychotic!
the nightmare i had previous to this was probably a few months ago.. but i was being sucked forwards out of bed into darkness by "somthing"... (sucked out of the covers being pulled by my legs) terrible and i awoke... it seems that after all terrorfying nightmares you awake!!
feelings of terror are real feelings, and i won't attempt to trivialize them. they deserver respect but they don't deserve servitude. instead of taking the confrontational perspective that whatever is attacking you is vehimently ill intended, i know this is gonna sound off the wall, but try loving it instead. when i was in about the first or second grade i had this dream that started out really awful. there was this thing chittering accross the floor toward me. it really freeked me out. it was likt the top part of a skull with this boney plate sort of thing where a skull would have a lower jaw and it moved by moving that back and forth. it wasn't any bigger then the human skull it looked like. i knew it was going to somehow jump up on the bed so i jumped over it and ran to the bathroom and grabed rubbing alcohaul and q-tips. i must have figured whatever it was was injured. i got back it was sitting on the bed and there was just no way it was going to go away and let me lay back down. so i poured some of the alcohaul on it and that seemed to calm it down. then i started washing it off above what you might call the third eye spot. as i did it began transforming back into a human person. i know i couldn't stop untill this was complete, because whenever i tried to it woud start reverting back to the scarry skull. well i kept at it and when i was done she had become this beautiful friendly very sad girl and i still had to keep going with the alcohaul scrub for a long time before she would stop starting to turn back into the skull. fear is fear but you are not powerless. at least not in the dream universe as much as you may be sometimes overwhelmed in waking life. the end point of all that, is that i've never had the kind of nightmare you describe since. =^^= .../\...
I had a similar dream, I had fallen asleep on the floor.......In my dream DEMONS had started grabbing my legs and pulling me into the floor,I was grabbing at the floor to try and hold on.....I'd swear I washalf concious as this was happening.....And trying to get up, I finally managed to get up off the floor, I was soaked from sweating.....It seemed so REAL.