Just last night, after suffering through the entire day of school with an accompanying 101 F degree fever, I had taken care of the night's affairs without a hitch before retiring to bed. Soon after I fell asleep, I was disturbed by a rather odd dream.

I had been at school that day, walking down the stairs from our school's Science building; such was the setting of the dream. It felt freakishly real, as if I was actually there... only, I didn't seem to realize at the time that it was a dream and not reality. Walking past the construction workers that were working on a walkway at school, I looked at a sign that sat beside the ditch; emblazoned on the neon orange sign were the words, "CAUTION: CONSTRUCTION WORK", and written just under it in black grafitti were the words, "Huzzah, bitches!"

Now, there was no construction going on at school at the moment in real life. This was just in the dream.

Continuing on, I talked to a few of my friends before, with a playful push from a friend, I tripped backwards, knocked off-balance. Scared and silent as I fell, I could feel the cold air whip past my face as I fell into the ditch the crew had opened up to fix the piping. As the remnants of the pipe harshly dug into my back and rendered my temporarily speechless as I gasped from the shock, I noticed that my friends were nowhere in sight... perhaps they didn't notice my descent into the ditch, or were running for help.

The dizziness from my fever and the aches of my muscles caught up to me, so all I could do was feel the warmth of my tears trail down my cheek as I mewed pitifully from the pain. However, the greatest was yet to come...

I recall two men, Charles and John, converse momentarily to each other as the bell rang for class to begin... something about lowering a block to support the new pipe.

It was then that a concrete slab was lowered slowly into the ditch that I lay in. Frantically turning over try to find an alternate tunnel, perhaps, I found all I could do was flip either on my stomach or on my back. Finding looking ahead easier if I lay on my stomach, I found that I could neither find another path, nor could I muster the strength to get up.

It was then that the slab made contact with my back, pressing down slowly but surely with all its crushing mass behind it. Slowly, it began pressing more and more weight against my ribs, and I was rendered short of breath... mercilessly, it continued descending, forcing my head to turn to the right to prevent the smashing of my nose. Terror coursed through me, and panic set in as I felt my ribs begin to give.

My pelvis was the first to shatter, then my ribs... and, though I had never felt a bone break before, I could feel the open fractures as vividly as could be as the shattered bone protruded through my skin. My shoulder blades were crushed, and my head seemed to feel the most pain...

There was pressure... pressure on the sides of my skull as tears poured freely from my eyes. More than anything... I wanted the pain to stop. Rather than stop, however, it got worse... and I could feel the normally fused portions atop my skull begin to seperate, and felt my eyes move forward and the back of my skull slide further back. After that, it was a splat... my vision went dark, and yet my body felt one more vibrant flash of pain before everything ceased to exist...

And yet, I still remained... though not as I was before. I was floating alone in a green mist, with no ceiling, no floor, no gravity. Pain was wracking my body, but more than this was the feeling of isolation. I drifted aimlessly, quickly panicking while trying my best to navigate the uniform space I was confined in. And yet... my mind quickly switched from panic to despair, and I felt my mind plunge into insanity for what seemed to be forever...

And then I woke up.

Is it surprising to hear that they were working on the pipes near the Science building the next day, and everything was exactly as I described it in the scenery, including the grafitti...?

Luckily, it didn't all turn out as my dream had told me, as I had taken the other way around school.

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This is all true.... what do you guys think? These dreams are horrifyingly real, and the pain is so vivid...

Sounds...scary and painful.

It sounds like someone read your mind when you were having your dream and did the graffiti. Well, just hope that you don't have another dream like that.

I have dreams where what I imagine comes true, 'cept mine don't hurt. Though I do have dreams where I get hurt and feel part of the pain when I get up, but it passes quickly.

maybe 'someone' gave you the dream to prevent 'something'......


are your dreams always that vivid? or was this a one time only vividness?

Wow, that's weird. I assume in dreams you reach a different level of consciousness. Possibly, in that state you are able to "predict" things. By that I mean you use prior knowledge, subconscious or conscious, to know what is going to happen.

That was my first painful dream of the sort... though all of my dreams are vivid. If it was some sort of unconscious prediction, I am definitely grateful that it showed up, considering that was my normal route to take from AP Biology class.

wow that is really freaky.

It may have been a warning against 'something' from 'someone'. I've had dreams where is see everything clear and then the next day or two the exact same thing happens as it was in the dream.

Whenever I have dreams, they are often short but directly prophetic. For instance, I had a dream where I woke up at 5:58 AM during swim season, which is late, and then running down the stairs to find my parents gone. I then woke up and it was 5:45 (not too late, starts at 5:30), though when I went downstairs my parents were still there, asleep. I was late, but I did get to practice.

Another time, I dreamed that a bomb scare would get called in on our school, and there was one.

The best was when I dreamed my mom was making pancakes, then woke up to find that she actually was making them...but for that, it could've just been that my nose picked up the smell or something, so no big deal there.

I almost never have long dreams, but when I do they are often about hiking around somewhere, falling down, and (presumably) dying. The wierdest one was me and my dad were in Central Park, and then suddenly there was this ramp leading upwards. My dad was tired, I went up and there was this huge thing of orange (this was years before the gates, just so you know) ramps and platforms leading all over the place. I was running around, then suddenly I came to a deadend, and then the entire thing just crumpled under me like paper all of a sudden, I slid off and woke up. Presumably "died".

However, dreams in general are rare, I've kept track of each one since I was 8 in a journal, but I've only had 11 since then. I'm 16 now.

EDIT-Ya, I know, apperently you dream every night. Whatever, I've only remembered 11 dreams.

I don't dream. Or, at least, I don't remember my dreams. A small blessing but a welcome one.

In any case, maybe you should take up work as a psychic. ^_^

The only dream I ever had was being chased by those pink monsters from Doom.

I'm an idiot, I wouldve taken the same path even after the dream to challenge if anything happened to me.

And what? Fall on your back and get paralized?

Well if that happens I'd be like...

"guess the dream was telling the truth"

And then your pelvis would be crushed *shudder*.

I'm a coward, and therefore was too paranoid to take the aforementioned path. ^_^ I don't know about you, but my sense of self-preservation is much stronger than my curiosity.

Like I said, I'm pretty dumb, and I can be a skeptic about true dreams if I have one. Thats why I will challenge it :/. It'd just seem like an adventure to me, and I love adventures. :D

Now, the thing that strikes me is... couldn't you have just started yelling?

Anyway, I've heard that it's impossible to die in dreams. I guess this proves it wrong.

I was sick, and couldn't talk... well, that was my health before I had my dream, anyway. Maybe it carried over into the dream... come to think of it, no, I didn't bother trying. Odd, isn't it? o.o''

Yeah... clearly this dream proved that theory wrong. What scared me worse than actually dying was that realm of green mist... drifting off aimlessly for all eternity scares me more than anything else.

Impossible to die in dream? Perhaps.

Impossible to see the future of your next day where you die the next day? The world may never know.

An afterline of green mist? Maybe you should start a new religion based off your dream. ^_^

Hehehe... That would be scary if it was true. *shudders* Man, I hope that's not what we have to look forward to later on. And I sure wouldn't want a bunch of people believing that, either.

Cripes, I don't want to believe it. ^_^

Well, I don't know, I guess you could argue that green mist is the true form of the soul or something. That would fit into a lot of religions, I suppose.

... personally I prefer red mist. But if green's your color, eh, well.

Well, what if this greenmist is the alternate dimension of the spirit world? I recall watching a show about spirits communicating through a dimension gate or something or other, and they said there was no god, yet there was an afterlife, with an alternate dimension. So perhaps thats the alternate dimension that you head to after you die.

Green mist.... *shudders*... I've noted this before... I've mindsurfed. That was so unsettling it wasn't even funny. I had one super scary dream, where I was walking through plain old darkness... and I could see and hear ghostly figures, just talking to me... not to me, but just talking.... And then I heard my dad call me, and I woke up. For a second, I thought he'd woken me up, and I was like "ASSHOLE"... then I went and looked at the clock... It was 4:30 in the morning... and my dad was sound asleep... still unsettling to this day.

When you dream, you're mind feels as thought it is reality. When you feel pain in a dream, your senses pick up on that and since your mind knows what pain feels like, you trick yourself into believing you're being hurt, when you're suffering no physical injury at all. That's my take on it anyway.

Another example: I had a dream last night where I met some girl that, in reality, I had never seen before. But, I felt that I had known her before. And then...some sexual things happened (B))...and I'm not going to explain the rest. x_x; That's beyond the point anyway. What I'm trying to say, is that my mind gave me the feeling that I had known this person for a long time.

On a side note, I love it when you realize that you're dreaming, and can adjust to any situation in your dream. I've done this a few times in dreams. Once you reach that level of understanding while dreaming, you can literally do anything you want.

I don't know what the fuck you guys are going on about with this green mist thing. Everyone has had unsettling dreams, but when you wake up, most of the time you're not even sure of what you dreamed about, so people find it easier to relate to others' scary dreams just because they've experienced that same type of thign before.

...Had you read the first post of the topic, perhaps you would have realized why the discussion moved to the mist. I died in my dream, unlike the one you had. It was frightfully real and precognative, and left my soul drifting endlessly in a green mist.

You try to feel that much pain... pain on the verge of driving one insane... add that to the never ending loneliness and lack of knowledge of the area.... you tell me how that feels, and get back to me.

Awww, did he have a wet dream? ^_^

Anyway, theoretically, it's impossible to read text while dreaming because your right brain is where most dreaming occurs but only the left brain has the capacity to interpret letters and words.

Ooh, whats that?

I explained it in my last post Kippy. I just shifted through people's minds... in a dream, my sister remembers seeing me just walking by in a dream on the very same night. It's... weird, and hard to explain. I swear I heard my dad yell my name out, and I woke up. It was just plain weird.

So you can like, go into other peoples minds? Sounds cool to me. How do you mindsurf?

Mmm...ive had like a fillion dreams of stuff like that, and alot happened O.O and sometimes i have dreams that seem like im falling into an endless abyss but when i wake up it feels like im falling into my bed...dreams freak me out T_T

It just happens Kippy. It just happens.

hey i got stuff on dreams i know how to mess with them and get into people minds lol if you want to learn feel free to pm me...lol you can make them have wet dreams if you do it right no contact required lol (its fun to do)

Oh yeah, lucid dreaming and such. Something I'd rather not get too into but I'd like to try it at least once in my life.

Lucid Dreams whats that?

It's like when you realize you're in a dream and then use that knowledge to take control of what happens in the dream. The classic way to do it is to wear this eye covering that detects when you go into REM sleep, which then flashes light into your eyes as a guiding point for you to figure out your bearings.

Once at a birthday party, we tried to control one kids dream. We just made almost all of the sound quiet, and one other kid whispered into the sleeping persons ears what they were doing. He said he was running through a forest and someone was chasing him. The sleeping person started twitching and stuff. It was kinda funny. Just do it to the person who falls asleep first ;) .

That usually happens to me during nightmares, right before I die, and then I wake myelf up.

I know I'm in a dream alot. Isnt that odd for me. I just hate being awakened.