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When I was about 15, I had this dream where my mom and stepdad took me back to the place where I was diagnosed (which I still hate bcuz that's when my mom seemed to stop seeing me as her daughter and instead saw me as someone who needed to be "fixed") but this time, they told me, rather than having a neuropsychologist run a bunch of tests on me, they were taking me to see these doctors who were going to cut my chest open and then put my body in an oven to bake. I was terrified and protested, but my stepfather calmly told me, "This is for your own good." I ran past both of them and they tore my clothes off my body as I ran. The next thing I remember in the dream, I was still running through an empty hallway, totally nude, and could hear my parents and the doctors who were going to butcher me calling my name as they ran after me. When I looked behind me, though, I couldn't see them at all, which made it even scarier - that I couldn't even tell where they were. For all I knew, they would ambush me and all hold me down, so I would have no chance of escape.
I think I managed to wake up before they found me and the doctors were going to make the first cut. Afterward, I tried to stay awake the rest of the night for fear that the nightmare would come again.
The worst dream I had more recently was one where I had to watch my family getting killed right in front of me, and it was my fault. I can't remember what I did for my family to have to die, but I did something. even worse was that none of my extended family (who had been spared) would allow me to stay with them bcuz of the thing I did to make my family die. If it wasn't for me, they would have all still been alive.

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I wish Sterling Holloway narrated my life.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!" "Life isn't fair, Calvin." "I know, but why isn't it ever unfair in MY favor?" ~ from Calvin and Hobbes