posted on Jul, 8 2009 @ 06:14 PM
I feel strange posting in this board, haha. But I guess I'll just have to suck it up.
I just got back from vacation. While I was away, I had the most terrifying nightmare I've had in ages... and I have a feeling I've had it before and
I blocked it out. I recorded it when it woke me up and have been waiting to get home so I could post it and see what you all thought.
Before I continue, I always have very vivid, usually lucid dreams. I am very stressed out, but that's nothing new for me. The day before I had my
dream I ate pretty normal food for me. I don't remember exactly but I told my boyfriend so I can ask him and he probably remembers.
I went to sleep around midnight on the 5th of July which is normal for me. I believe I had been watching Comedy Central. I was in my grandparent's
house, which is very familiar to me, and it was the 5th night of my stay. I was alone in my room.
I dreamt that I was home. In my dream I was lying on a small loveseat couch near the window that is in my family room, perpendicular to my mom who was
on the full sized couch. Her hair was wet, it was evening, she probably had taken a shower. I think she was wearing red, I don't remember what I was
wearing. We were watching TV, which is pretty usual for when she gets home from work. We were relaxed, it was quiet.
All of a sudden I heard a loud sound, like a very close jet plane, but it didn't gradually get louder like when a plane comes by. It came out of
nowhere and was deafening. In my head I got an image of a plane or... sorry to say, UFO, popping into the sky nearby. The sound came from behind me
and to the back left of my mom, in the direction behind a closet in the family room. It was outside, but that's where it seemed to happen. That
direction. Not sure what direction (NESW) it is, but I can find out.
So there was this deafening sound and image, and then this feeling of loud rushing air and pressure. My ears popped, and I could hardly breathe. I
looked towards my mom, who was mouthing or saying "What is that? What is that? What the hell?" etc. I tried to go to her because I was frightened
and wanted to say goodbye, that this was the end of the world, and I fell onto the floor. I couldn't speak but in my head I was thinking about 2012
and if it was a black hole or meteor, those are the thoughts that popped in my head but I clearly saw some sort of aerodynamic vehicle in my mind.
Then the pressure became so great and I blacked out and woke up. When I woke up I was in a sweat, my throat and ears hurt, and I could not move for a
few minutes and my limbs were numb. I awoke around 3:40am. I could not do anything for about six minutes. For the next hour or so I was extremely
skittish, crying at everything, jumping when the wind made the blinds moved or the light patterns on the wall changed. I called my boyfriend and I
eventually fell asleep at 7:30am once it was light out. I had to turn on the backlight on my iPod and phone because in the dark I felt like someone
else was in the room. And until I fell asleep I felt like I was being watched.
I have had very vivid dreams before, and some of them have been reminiscent of future events. I think we are a little prophetic, so I don't know. I
don't know what to make of this dream. The UFO or extraterrestrial undertones were extraordinary and I don't EVER put much into those theories. I
try to stay away from such discussions here on ATS and I honestly don't have an opinion on the subject.
I hadn't been thinking about any related topic before I went to sleep and I was not on ATS since before I left for my trip. I had been reading the
ATS book but I had read it before, and I had been reading it in the morning... nothing about it bothered me or stuck in my mind... and that was hours
and hours before.
I don't know what it was but it scared the you know what out of me. And thinking about it, I have had at least one other dream where I was in my
family room and in that case I was looking outside into the backyard and there was a similar sound and feeling followed by me waking up. I don't
think a sound triggered it while I was sleeping. I don't think it's from a certain movement or something I do in my sleep. But it comes with a
really great feeling of panic both in the dream and when I'm awake and the image of an airplane-sort of thing. I don't know how many other times
I've had this dream. I don't think the dream is linked to a medication I'm taking or anything like that... it just doesn't make any sense.
For the past few days I've been glancing around looking for someone to be staring at me... or something. And everytime I hear a whooshing sound or an
increasing noise, I freak out. I did fly on a plane today, flight was a little bumpy but generally fine. I am not really phobic of flying, I've been
on dozens of flights before.
Whatever it was, it was awful. Just wanted to see what you make of it. When I woke up I had this feeling that I had left my body, and not in an astral
projection sort of way. I told my boyfriend when I called him that I thought I had been abducted. It felt like the dream was implanted in my head. I
don't know, though, I wouldn't really say that anymore but that's what I thought at the time. I kind of think it's a tad crazy to think it,
though. My boyfriend said, since he knows I often project subconsciously in my sleep, that when I go back to consciousness very quickly I get this
sort of reaction? I don't know, though, because I don't remember projecting at all before I had this dream, not having any other dreams that night
and usually I remember them pretty well (2-3 big ones a night is usual).
I also felt very violated when I woke up, which was paired with the feeling that I was being watched.
Dreams don't usually scare me. They'll put me in a bad mood, they'll pop into my head a few times a day, but usually I wake up and I'm find. This
got to me, and it must have last time as well and any times before because I blocked it out. But this was bad enough that even though I was exhausted
I could not fall back to sleep, and I woke up my poor sick boyfriend and called him crying on the phone for three hours. Something felt weird,
something felt wrong, and I needed to post it here in case... you know... whatever.
Right. So. I'll be around and I'll check back.