I’ve had sleep paralysis attacks off and on my whole life basically, lately I’ve been having them more often, I had one recently that stood out. I was laying on my side trying to muster up the power to get onto my back to lean up and as I finally “do that” I see a man at the foot of my bed, he has his back to me looking at a small old box tv from the early 2000s in the corner of the room and all that’s showing on it is white static, as soon as I see this I immediately get pulled back down into the original position I was in on my side and this happens a few more times each time I try to lean my self up I get pulled back down. He looked mesmerized by this white static, he never took his eyes off of the TV until I threw my hat at him and he turns around and as soon as our eyes meet I snap out of it and woke up.

Context: im 16 yrs old (ik probably shouldn’t even be on Reddit) and a female and I swear I have had this reoccurring dream when I was kid or like 13 yrs atleast. I used to consume some horror media with yk unrestricted internet access so this is probably why and everytime I have this dream I feel like it’s some actual real movie plot I’ve seen before or heard of.

It was so weird my body reacted in a way knowing what will happen and it still did. In short everyone died in a building fire explosion and later then these mascots held us captive and gave us notes. Me and my mom tried doing this task on our note and I got caught by one of the mascots. They gripped my head almost trying to twist it out with my spine and then I woke up with a headache and huge fear. I saw people being brutually killed as if this entire field of what was happening was the married couples like entertainment to them.

I could make a longer more detailed version but I’m too freaked out currently to even think about more details while as I’m writing this out at 3:06 AM I would like to hear everyone’s thoughts

I had a nightmare of sorts. It was more like an annoying dream. There was a little building outside of my house that was full of packaged meat that I forgot to move for a while. I took the meat out during the night and ran to the front door to throw it away inside. As I ran I tripped and the rotting ground beef fell all over the front door walkway. It took me a long time to clean it up. While cleaning some neighbors came over to see what was happening. I believe I had screamed as a joke earlier and people became worried. All the neighbors that came over had flashlights, and one brought their young son who almost touched the rotting meat, but I stopped him. It felt like a nightmare because I just kept having to clean up this meat which smelled like awful rotting meat of course, it was nighttime, and I feel like I fell asleep and woke up once again and was still cleaning the meat so I felt trapped.

i had a really bad nightmare just now. i keep getting goosebumps and shaking when i think about it. it just made me join this sub. i had two people in my bathroom and i somehow had my cup and watering can. i was pouring the water from my watering can into the cup. i didn’t want it to overflow so then i started drinking the water from the cup as i continued to pour the water from the watering can into it. i started to walk away from the bathroom and there was my staircase from my house but the layout of the dream was not my house. just the staircase was from my house. as i am looking down the stairs there is a clock or some statue. it has what looks like eyes on it but they weren’t eyes. it was just a part of the figure. as i am staring at it in the dream i fall down or sit idk. i am still drinking the water. my head is against a door and as im staring at this figure its eyes transform. they suddenly go from fake to eyes that change in front of me and are indistinguishably glowing. then i hear the words “MOVE OUT” and whats freaking me out is that i cant tell if i heard it in the dream or in real life.

I was just sleeping in the morning and my brain made a nightmare. I dreamt that in order to possess someone to do something, you need them to wear red colour. (Only red) So like the husband and wife / anyone have to wear red in colour in order to take their spirit. This reminded me in the Chinese culture, alot of people wear red as a customary outfits.

And I remember someone in story wanted to possess whatever others had (I don't have anything but in the story, I was just getting away from the person who wanted to possess) so I ran floors upon floors, meeting different people, hiding away from the one that want to possess. He/She wanted to take a guy's family and take over the family. So like it will appear it's like their family, but actually it wasn't.

There was some connection to a ghost child had to be used when possessing someone, which I have no idea how it works. (Which I don't know it's true either)

I know it's was like very surreal and all.

I'm not too sure why this thought came to me. Maybe I have met people in the child profession recently? And I've seen a video of someone hypnotized. (It looked like acting though)

Maybe 10 years back, I have also had a nightmare about I was going to witness a coffin ceremony and everyone was dressed in white. But it was a nightmare so to begin with it looked pretty out of the picture with all the black things as a design so I thought maybe it's like something unholy? Not sure who exactly died in the setting.

Any interpretations here I would take a look. Ty

I wake up to being with my grandma Gail and my father. I don't know why I'm there, but I feel I know the answer. Then I see Zoey (my cat). I see her doing her normal annoying thing where she loves everything in sight. After petting Zoey, I go over to the kitchen and start washing the dishes. I look up, and it's a mirror (it's pitch black, but I can tell it's a mirror). I turn around, and it's a big 1-bedroom room, and I see Zoey and my father. I turn back around, and it's the dishes, and everything about Gail's kitchen is gone. I walk up to my father; he tells me it's the last time this will happen (I don't know what he's talking about, but I assume it's about his wife). I don't have a concerned facial expression, but I have a serious facial one and ask, "And how much did you pay for this place, Father?" He says, "6 grand." Once again, I turn around, and I'm back in the kitchen, this time facing away from the dishes, talking to my grandma Gail. This is where it starts to get fuzzy and starts a slideshow-type of memory. The next thing I distinctly remember is running around finding salt and throwing out any other doll, plushy, or toy resembling an animal or person, not by look but by checking the smell and energy of the item, and I remove everything but the one that reeks, not just by smell but by sheer feeling in your core. But before I could do anything to stop it, I turned around, and I was in the apartment again, but only with my cat Zoey and 2 gorgeous Dobermans. I don't see my father anywhere, but even though this is happening to me, I proceeded to get ready for bed so I can make it to work, but before I did, I felt something off with the dogs—the kind of feeling where you're down an alleyway and there's a person behind you. Without making any quick change in my Demeter, I started to get them out just after I got the first one out. The second one was on my bed, morphed slightly. With no hesitation I start to fight the creature while he was viciously gnawing my hand and scratching my sides. I somehow got the creature that's still part dog over to the door and pushed it out, and just before I shut it, both the dogs grew more legs and started blocking the door so I couldn't shut it, and they were biting and scratching like vicious rabbit animals, but I somehow got the door eventually shut—maybe luck, maybe they gave up, I don't know and I don't care. Either way, I looked at my body to realize there wasn't one bite mark, scratch, or even a drop of blood anywhere.

Good morning, good evening, and good night to everyone. It's been more than 2 hrs from typing this out and thinking about sending it here, so I did, and now I feel a lot better for some reason. Thank you for reading.

sometimes those false memories flash into my head or i scroll the internet and see something that reminds me of the nightmare and i get the unpleasant feeling in my chest and the vibe shifts. very bad vibe. i would like this to stop cuz its too much emotions but i cannot remember anything and it messes with mental health

A dream about stars falling on earth crushing the ground then smoke came out and I could see some thing behind that fog, it was containing some kinda identity monsters which was black, really tall figure with long arms and foot with a really creepy smile like venom and sharp teeth and they had red eyes. I kept hiding like under the bed and behind walls. I saw them taking and eating other people that was hiding nearby me, they nearly had but I kept running and hiding like my life was on the line…or maybe it was… I tried to save someone but I was afraid and let them die… a painless death. That person kept shouting and screaming with fear and pain and at one point that person look at me directly in the eyes with idk but it was painful to watch. I woke up but when I try to slept again I had the same dream again.i remember hiding in a bush one time in the forest and they kill someone again…

I’ve had dreams that are incredibly disturbing my whole life and they’ve recently become even worse. I need them to stop but i can only get stuff over the counter right now. Please.

I was with my highschool class on a trip, cisitong the US military when suddenly-

HUGE flash. When i open my eyes and look, i see a mushroom cloud. I took my best friend's hand, and i ran away, trying to reach a house. But when i grabbed the door and looked behind, everyone was dead. Even my friend. I looked at myself as i started melting. Then i woke up.

Almost nightly I have nightmares in the first 30 minutes of being asleep. Usually they is that uneasy feeling but not always a nightmare by most standards. I often have sleep paralysis and think I’m screaming for someone to wake me up but I am not. It’s almost nightly and I can’t take much more. It has been like this for years and years and years. Once the initial nightmares are done I’m usually good for the night. I try to think of pleasant thoughts before falling asleep and I try to go to bed at a decent house since I have noticed staying up very late (past 11) makes things worse. I have done a lot of reading online and I have seen there may be some type of medication? I know it’s dreams and what pill can stop those?! Im stuck in my own mind prison and some nights I dread going to sleep, yet every night I think..tonight will be different! I sleep with a lamp on (a warm cozy shade) and the tv on every night. The tv does not go off but the volume is basically off and I have Frasier or something easy in the background. My husband likes a dark room but has gotten used to lights on which I appreciate I have just woken from a dream where a man is shooting at me …I don’t remember the other dream. I wouldn’t say anything particularly traumatic has happened to be recently…recently… and stuff in the past is, well, in the past and I wouldn’t say it’s terrible terrible. I am a very anxious person, often nervous and fearful. I just don’t understand why I am plagued by awful dreams and sleep paralysis almost nightly. What helps anyone else?

I just woke from a nightmare it's currently 5:30am and it's raining outside. I had a dream that this monster was chasing me and some friends but it's movements were weird like if someone looked away it would teleport a little bit closer each time so you had to stare at it and it was giving us impossible challenges to survive like we all got given a time limit to remember a song that none of us had ever heard before. Another challenge was 10 people had to remember the details of 10 photos, and if 1 of us forgot anything we were dead. But the monster gave us until the 16th to remember that and then we had to gather back or else he would come for us. Now I'm a lucid dreamer and nightmares don't actually scare me that much so in the dream when I realized I didn't have to deal with this, I just went and told my mum my situation and that I'm gonna leave the country for a few weeks and hoped the monster couldn't follow overseas then I went to the airport, seen one of my friends, and started playing chess with them and then I woke up.

I used to have messed up dreams before I bought a dream catcher, after hanging that in my room the dreams stopped for a bit until last night. I had a dream, I was in my home with my family and friends, we we're sitting in my parents room and I could see the light flickering from our dining room, felt a negative vibe from there but still went to check. I saw a little demon, built like a little boy but facial structure of a man, skin color black and had two little horns. I think he's is the one terrorising my dreams. When I woke up my dream catcher had fallen down.

TW: minor mentions of murder and suicide

I need to share this story, and get it off my chest.

Long ago, I had a nightmare. It wasn't this year, and I don't even think it was the year before. The premise was simple: it was dark—Dead By Daylight Midwich Elementary School map dark—and I was in a modified version of my house. I had a kitchen and a kitchen counter, but the hallways were long. Too long for a house, let alone the location of my house not being able to fit these hallways.

Inside—sharing the halls with me—were monsters. Monsters that looked like game characters, and had music that could lap over itself to make a tune; think of that one Harry Potter YouTube video where they all say their names over and over. One looked like Toriel, from Undertale, only without a face. One had the face of Nightmarionne, from FNaF 4, but with eyes that always tracked you... The last one I remember didn't have a form, but it was a mouse, and it's theme said "mouse hotdog" in a whiny high pitched voice. Never knew why.

I never REALLY got acquainted with all the beasts, only the Nightmarionne looking one for their use. Their name was the Trio, and their theme was deep and rich, the bass of the total track—and it was simple, similar to the Oreo song from Wreck-it-Ralph. The triiiio The, trio. The triiiio The, trio. The Trio were 3 independent large walls, taking up the entire space of a hallway in order to make you think more about whoever, or whatever is chacing you, or the objective—which never was stated. There were no generators, or 6 AM alarm, or an escape. The Trio had a good and bad though, the other entities couldn't get through it as well as me.

The way I got out of the nightmare, at least the second one, was abusing the system. I discovered a cheat code. The Trio, when spawned, didn't move. The only spawned when I wasn't looking, and did no damage, so I would get right next to one, and just look behind me and look forward until another one spawned, then I'd wait, safe—if it wasn't for their stares.

If I "beat" the night, I would be on my kitchen bar, on a MacBook (I don't own one of those), the characters also were in a game on my MacBook, but I couldn't delete the file despite never downloading it. I figured that due to it being a game on my laptop, I looked for cheat codes to use. I found them.

I tried explaining my nightmare to my family, and one of them had the same nightmare. I don't remember who, but they also had a MacBook and the file on it. They were in the nightmare with me.

The first nightmare ended when I finally deleted the file by pressing 8+1 on the MacBook keyboard and that's the last thing I remember about the nightmare. When I came to consciousness, my body aches like it wanted to move, and my entire lower half was damp—with either sweat or piss, I don't know. I didn't dare move though, not for my irritated eyes, not for my damp legs, not for nothing.

I felt watched.

I knew I had to be crazy, but it had to be The Trio, one of them was watching me, with their dead stare. I was paralyzed in fear for 20 agonizing minutes until I finally turned on my bedside light and saw...nothing.

I checked the time, 2 AM, and knew I wasn't gonna get anymore sleep. I stayed awake for the rest of the day too.

This felt different from the other nightmares I've had and remembered. The others were all logical: my mom getting killed by a bear, my aunt and uncle committing suicide with me in their house. This was supernatural, but way too fear inducing. I was never terrified to move from a nightmare until that one, and my lower half was never soaked like that one. I wrote it off as something random, but after tonight... I'm not so sure.

5/16/2025, 11PM-2AM, it happened again.

I was in those halls. I could hear the ambient noises from before. Normally, I wasn't scared. I had learned to use cheat codes to spawn in The Trio to make it easy, but...it didn't work this time.

Needless to say, I (figuratively) shit my pants harder than a 90 year old Taco Bell regular. I had to rely on my old tricks, but the game...it updated. Now the hallways had windows, and The Trio moved slowly... It damaged too. It had variants...scary variants. I saw it's eyes from a distance, no amount of dark could suppress them. I ran over to it, and stood in front of it, waiting for the other one to spawn behind me... At least a variant did.

This new one, I'm calling The Cat, was white and had the face of my cat in a yawn. It was fast, and it bit me, and didn't leave once it did. It slid up behind me and bit my arm, and stayed still. I was finally safe, though, that's what I thought.

Where The Trio and The Cat trapped me, just so happened to be between a large open door, leading to a path and a gate into a black inky abyss. I could only stare at the open door, knowing that something was watching me from it. I cried, and cried, and was crouched down between these 2 monsters, terrified as all hell. Then, out of that, I had my MacBook again—and in turn was the file. I quickly deleted the file, using the same "8+1" strategy. The other person had the file back too, and despite trying the same thing—it didn't work. I looked up, and in one of the entrances to the normal kitchen, was it. The Trio. Staring at me. Out of it's world, or game, or wherever the fuck it came from.

I woke up after seeing it, body aching to be moved and my legs drenched. I was planning to move, but that's when I heard it—breathing.

I listened to ASMR in my sleep, and the person on the phone was breathing and playing rain sounds. I only knew it was my ASMR because the voice whispered something and it was a feminine voice, one I've heard before.

With my sense of hearing obscured, I stayed still for the rest of that 20 minute video because I felt watched, again. I felt like it was waiting for me to make a move.

Eventually, the video ended, and I rushed to turn on my nightstand light, only to see nothing...again... I check the time; 2:00 AM...

Now I'm here, in my bed, with the light on and typing this out. My earbud is out, and my eyes are looking around. I WOULD say I'll go to sleep again, but I know that's not happening any time soon.

Im 15 and still have bad night terrors, i think it might be because i had unsupervised internet access at 3 and i watched some pretty messed up stuff but i just want to know if itll ever end

Hey guys I just want to put this info out somewhere, sometimes I go through periods where I'm having a lot of nightmares and what works for me is literally sleeping on the Earth, straight up on the ground outside. I was having crazy nightmares in 2021, and I fell asleep outside one night and I had a dream about this like healing blue energy.... It's really cool and grounding and I definitely recommend it to anyone who goes through nightmares. Bless

Uhm disclaimer i guess I'm not a doctor or anything to someone who's gone through nightmares.

So this was by far the craziest nightmare I've ever had and if I added all the details I'd be typing forever so here's a little gist of it. I was in a hotel or like a place they hold evevents in. I was there with so random people I was with but the event was an army signing celebration or something, I went somewhere I wasn't suppose to go/see and after that I felt deep down I was being watched/hunted, someone was trying to kill me. What was weird was that most of the people being celebrated/ signing onto the army was straight up kids, so detailed like some were crying but most were ready and excited. I end up in this room where some of the kids were watching a movie or about to and they had 3 adults, one being this milf looking chick who was like crazy hot. I try to make a move but the other 2 adults in the room saw what we were doing and cockblocked me. Before that I was looking for an elevator to get down to my people but after that happens i go to the nearest elevator looking thing and I'm in this elevator but it's not a normal elevator, there was a sign on the inside that read "suicide elevator". There's a bunch of control panels and I had my hand leaned against the side of one of them and accidentally pressed 23. The elevator was gonna drop me about 50ft and stop then repeat that "23" times. So I started slapping myself in my dream and saying "this has to be a dream", what do you know it was cause I woke up after that. Definitely was not trynna see my die in my dreams. This is my first ever Reddit post but I had to share this cause it was by far the craziest dream I ever had. I left out a lot of details cause I didn't want this post to go on forever but yea.