Do you remember some nightmares you had as a kid?

There are a few that I remember in particular.

1. A recurring one where a mechanical toy clam with these big ass teeth, would come out of the laundry room and chase me around the house, or out of the house and around the block.

2. The old house that we lived in had fluorescent lights in the kitchen until I was a teenager. I remember another recurring dream where I would be standing in the kitchen, and the lights would suddenly starting making this weird rhythmic buzzing noise and flashing off and on and the house would start rumbling/shaking.

3. When I was [b]really[/b] young, I had this dream where I was playing outside, and I looked up at the sky and saw these eerie and scary looking [b]purple clouds[/b], looming over the neighborhood with [b]lots of thunder and lightning[/b].

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twiigss · M

I had a really bad recurring dream once probably when I was like 15. The way the neighborhood was set up if you walk to the end of my road, you could walk down 5th avenue to a traffic light past the elementary school. Being back on my road you could walk down Baltimore Street and that would intersect with fifth avenue.

In my dream I was at the part where Baltimore Street and 5th avenue come together, and there is this big white sphere, but it was soft like marshmallow but softer than that. On the road before the traffic light on 5th avenue, was a whole bunch of tiny little mountains. And these mountains were probably 5 to 6 inches tall.

In my dream, this white sphere would hit these mountains and then I would wake up and my hands would be tingling. I had this dream for three nights in a row and I was getting upset and mad because I wanted it to just stop. So I thought about maybe there was some way or something I could do to stop this sphere.

So on the 4th night, had the same dream again but this time I got in front of the sphere it didn't hit the mountains, and I woke up and my hands didn't tingle, and the dream never returned ever again. I don't know what started the dream, I don't know if what I did in the dream managed to stop it, I just know I was extremely happy that it was done.