Dream Inside a Dream
From: Kurtis (bl.ar.gness@hotmail.com) Story type: OBE Location: My Room Source: Form Submission Date submitted: Fri Jun 1 02:20:44 2007
I guess you could call this experience of mine as out of body because this site doesnt have a strange dream section. This story takes place in September 2006, i dont recall the day, its been awhile.
Alright, First it starts out before August as thats what may or may not lead to anything or everything with the fianl experience. So, first of all, I've been having a series of Lucid Dreams (dreams that you can move consciously) in a very strange version of my own house.
There are large holes in the walls but they dont lead outside, their more like the inside of bulbs only made if rock. They are pretty samll though, never bigger than a large picture window. I always feel like I want to crawl into them. Then, always, I hear a banging on the door that is continuous until i start to move. I move into the holes in the walls. When i get there and hide myself and look out to the door, its already open, and I see 2 or 3 people, as if infected like the Zombies in the movie 28 days later, looking all over the place. After a good 2 - 3 minutes they run out the door. Then I decide to exit the hole and right before I touch the floor, I suddenly wake up. These dreams have been going on for about 1 year. I told my very religous friend of them and he said something about possession and the devil and such.
OK, Now for the Dream I had.. It started out by me falling asleep, and feeling sad, kinda sad, anyways sh*t happens. I fell asleep and the next moment i was watching tv, the news more specifically, and being in Canada, it was snowy outside, looked like January outside. The news said there was a Zombie attack going on, and I immediately thought of the holes in the house, but.. there was no holes in my house anymore. So I ran downstairs to my room and brought my chair over to the door. It was blocked off but my brother was in the room too. I was surprised at this fact because my brother has a seperate room across the hall. So it felt like a few hours went by...
Then I heard Smashing upstairs and rushing downstairs. All the sudden there was bashing on my door so me and my bro sat downin the chair and pressed our wait against the door. A few minutes past by, then my brother decided to slack off and quit. And he went over to a chair by my computer. I then had to rest my arm against the door frame to regain my balance. The door was slowly opening, giving way to those zombies. With my arm exposed, one zombie face bit my arm heavily and I doubled over onto the floor grunting. I was then watching the zombies stare at me and decide to turn around and leave slowly going up the stairs. I then thought of my brother, but he was gone. So i decided to go upstairs, all the zombies were slowly moving out the front door, so I moved to the living room and sit on the couchto wacth some tv. My parents walked in the house a few minutes later. I showed them the bite right on the outside of the forearm and they just looked at me, .. Finally they moved, my dad took his coat off and said:
"It happens to the best of us."
My mom moved behind the couch, right behind my head and took out a pistol and dhot me in the back of the head.
It was now blackness all over. I felt like I was back in my bed. Just waking up for a morning to go to school. But I realized that I had slash marks all over my body as if they were made by my own hands. So I Screamed. Nobody came to see me, so i gathered up my deminished strength and walked upstairs bleeding. My parents were up having Breakfast and my brother was nowhere to be found. I had no shirt on so my parents saw my cuts. they didn't react as you probably would seeing your son all slashed up, when my dad said:
"Sometimes when you have a bad dream, your body slashed itself trying to wake up, now go have a shower and get ready for school."
So i did,. And in the shower i saw my cuts, some were shallow and some were really deep. I was bleeding all over and was Blacking out.
As of now I wake up suddenly in my bed all sweaty. Still groggy, from sleep, I walk up the stairs to go in the shower thinking I'm gonna have to go to school all cut up like I am. When I get in the shower i realise it was all a dream.
The funny thing is, I never get those dreams with the holes in the walls of my house anymore.