Nightmares during childhood

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From the age of three until I was eleven or so, I used to have nightmares almost every night. Back then I really wished that I didn't have to sleep.
I used to have one certain dream very often, with the same things happening every time. I also had other, more scary dreams. but not as often.

Has anyone else had similar experiences?

When I was about four, I frequently had nightmares about being chased by shopwindow dummies who wanted to kill me. Sounds a bit like something from Dr Who, but I never saw it when I was that young, so it did not influence me.

But I remember in the nightmares I did have some people who tried to protect me-a bunch of gorgeous babes who hid me when the dummies were near.

I never had those nightmares after I was about six until last year I had some weakly potent magic mushrooms, and in the night I had the childhood nightmare again.

I dreamt I was in the bathroom and a shopwindow dummy broke the door down and got me!

I still have nightmares every night.

This topic really hits home.

If anyone has read my posts, you might know that as a kid, I used to be terrified of a chandelier in my childhood apartment. First, a little description: it looked like a barrel made of glass, with wrought iron decorations around. It was a 19th-century replica. Whenever I walked through the room where it was, I looked down at the floor. As I got older, it no longer scared me during the day. Please note: I had *no* worries about the thing falling; my fear was of the chandelier itself.

My nightmares almost always involved this chandelier. They were almost always set in my own apartment, with everything looking normal, excect that d*mn chandelier. It, on the other hand, would be disfigured in a horrifying way. For instance, it would be much larger than it really is, have pointy spikes that it doesn't normally have, be spinning around and making noises, not work when I tried to turn it on, or extend its metal decorations to my face (but not touch).

I think these nightmares really fueled my fear of this thing like nothing else. They were the reason why I hated bedtime with a passion.

Aspie1: Your story is interesting, as it is somewhat similar to my experiences.

I have also had nightmares about the loft. It's the one place in the house I never been in, and my nightmares are about some monstrous entity lurking there.

I used to have a lot of nightmares about toilets when I was little. I was afraid of toilets except for the ones in my house. I was afraid of public toilets and the toilets in other people's houses.

Now my nightmares are usually about tornados or my house burning down.

well i don't recall ever having any recurring nightmares, but i always kept my closet closed 'cause i thought monsters would come out from inside it if i didn't..never worried about them under my bed though..

I recall having many nightmares in which my mother was a witch. In these dreams, she was going to kill my sister and I. Sometimes my sister was already dead in these dreams. My father was rarely there, but when he was, he was in a zombie-like state and couldn’t help. My witch-mom lived in the attic above my parent’s room and would descend on a pole like a fireman. In the dreams, I would look up at the hole in the ceiling where the pole came down, through which I could see firelight dancing on the walls in the attic. Occasionally I would be able to flee outside the house, only to be forced to return inside by other relatives who were loitering outside.

Also I had recurring dreams that my house was haunted and I was left alone inside it. Inanimate objects were alive and had demonic personas. I distinctly recall being so frightened as to be paralyzed; scared to move, because something in the house might notice me. These dreams were just awful. The oven was evil, the refrigerator, the linen closet, the doorbell; everything was malicious and could harm me in some way.

My nightmares of giant waves began in childhood and continue to this day.

There are two nightmares I had when I was very young, perhaps three or four years old, that I still recall vividly. One involved a boy from pre-school. He was in my grandparent’s house, which was empty but for him and I. He approached me in the upstairs hallway carrying a long drinking straw. He placed the straw against my belly and sucked out my entrails. I couldn’t move, but felt terrible pain as I watched him sucking my guts out with a straw.

Another nightmare involved a monster that looked like a large broccoli stock with tentacles. The monster jammed a tentacle down each of my nostrils, down through my throat and into my stomach. The tentacles were vibrating violently and my body was shaking. The pain was awful and I knew I was going to die. I guess the monster was sucking out my guts like that kid from pre-school.

I don't have nightmares very often, but I have extremely bizare dreams that I can't make any sense out of almost every night and I'm tired of it.

My re-occuring ones include trying to hide/escape natural disasters.

Lights not giving off any light.

I never really had nightmares, bizzare dreams, yes, nightmares, no.

I posted here sometime back about a series of dreams I had around the time I was in kindergarden, circa late 1985, about a plant in our living room that would attack me in my dreams. Unlike other people posts where the same dream recurrance, I figured out in my dreams how to ward off the plant, and thus was never attacked by it again.

I have some really bizarre dreams involving a battle royale at my school with katanas where I am the only surviver; being bitten by animals etc.