Do you remember dreams you had when you were a child?

Only one. I don't know how old I was but I think I was pre-school. It was night and for some reason I went with my brother to the orchard on the property after my grandparents. He held his favorite pillow and suddenly we became scared and ran back to the house. I remember him how he clutched that pillow and since it had a white pillowcase with pink roses on it, I saw it well in the dark and as long as I saw it I felt hopeful. When the house emerged from behind the trees, I saw that there was a tower with a head of a clown in front of it. 😆 I woke up scared but I have never been afraid of clowns and at that time I had no idea the fear of clowns is actually a thing for people. So I was scared and confused because it looked sinister despite that I only knew clowns just as something that was supposed to be entertaining and good.

That's incredible. I envy people who can remember their dreams. I never have. At most I wake up with a fuzzy impression of somethign and an emotional response, but I've never remembered a dream to that level of detail.

I had a terrible nightmare as a five-year-old. I was standing next to our house when my mother came, but then I saw it wasn't my mother, it was a monster. The monster said "You only have to touch the wall with your hand and I'll go away." I touched the wall and woke up. 😐

Oh, absolutely. I used to have cartoon dreams, a bunch of generic characters marching under this round insignia for something. Looked kinda like the Target logo, except I hadn't seen it yet.

Another one was a nightmare that woke me up. It involved fire and scared me so much I woke up my parents. It was also a cartoon, but that just gave it an extra creepy layer. Strangely enough, I grew up to hear zero fear of fire, and I don't recall how or when I grew out of it.

Yep! I had one where I was on a bridge that collapsed into the water, and as I drowned I saw myself on a big rock on the riverbank, waving back at me.

I had nightmares of falling down a chimney head first when I was about 5. I woke up screaming and crying and would try to get out the front door which was locked.

Yes,a few from as far back as 70 or so years ago - a couple of disturbing ones,others were certainly strange but not really frightening.

In between the nightmares i dreamed i was in a field of flowers with my parents .

Just one, a nightmare. Where my brother and all his dead friends were knocking on the door telling me to let them in.

Yes, I could fly in them.