There are best dreams and worst nightmares, both are very different from each other but sometimes when you wake up, you end up feeling the same for both: depressed.
Best dreams are usually adventurous, exciting or sometimes just plain bizarre with people you enjoy being with, by the time you wake up you feel like going back to sleep to continue the dream. Sometimes it's difficult to go back to the same dream and so we end up depressed about the dream ending so quickly.
Nightmares, on the other hand, are two way. There are nightmares in which you're glad you suddenly wake up from, and there are tragic nightmares.
I had a tragic nightmare last night.
I can't remember everything in full detail (as with all dreams) but I'm pretty sure, in the dream I was with other people in a large castle with a forest for a yard. There was a commotion at the part of the castle that leads to the yard and two people came rushing in, took something, then rushed out. I chased them but they ordered me to stop at gun point.
By this time, most of the people in the dream noticed something wrong as the two people who stole something from the castle rushed to a nearby cathedral also in the castle yard.
After a few moments, one of the two persons (a guy) was waving his hand signalling us to go after them at the cathedral.
Inside the cathedral was a badly injured girl (I don't know if this was the girl the guys was with).
There were four of us around the time when I got to the cathedral. The injured girl, the guy, me and another guy. The injured guy was giving the girl CPR and he kept shouting "Live, live! Don't die!"
When I saw the injured girl, she felt so familiar in the dream. She was beautiful, she had light brown hair tied to a ponytail, I think she was around the same age as me. The moment I saw the injured girl in the brink of death, I cried. A heavy flow of tears left my eyes as I grabbed a paper like that in the Yuujinchou with light green borders and I held it up to a figure hanging on a wall. I prayed. I prayed (I assume to god) to save the girl.
After a few seconds, I rushed outside and saw another guy running towards the cathedral. I shouted "Adrenaline shot! Give me an adrenaline shot!" but he said there weren't any. When we got back to the cathedral, I noticed a needle (like that used in acupuncture but smaller and thicker) on the ground.
We were all crying, then the girl stopped breathing. She died.
The events after the dream, I kept crying so hard while looking at the girl. I prayed but she didn't move.
When I shook her body, she seemed to have breathed and moved her lips but when I took a closer look, her head was perfectly removed from her body. Then I cried again.
Afterwards, a mechanical butterfly suddenly flew from her. It was rather bizarre right in these events. But I'm gonna stop now.
Whoever that girl is, the image that she left in my mind is slowly fading away now. I can't draw her, and it's just sad that my only memory of her is her dying in pain.
Best dreams are usually adventurous, exciting or sometimes just plain bizarre with people you enjoy being with, by the time you wake up you feel like going back to sleep to continue the dream. Sometimes it's difficult to go back to the same dream and so we end up depressed about the dream ending so quickly.
Nightmares, on the other hand, are two way. There are nightmares in which you're glad you suddenly wake up from, and there are tragic nightmares.
I had a tragic nightmare last night.
I can't remember everything in full detail (as with all dreams) but I'm pretty sure, in the dream I was with other people in a large castle with a forest for a yard. There was a commotion at the part of the castle that leads to the yard and two people came rushing in, took something, then rushed out. I chased them but they ordered me to stop at gun point.
By this time, most of the people in the dream noticed something wrong as the two people who stole something from the castle rushed to a nearby cathedral also in the castle yard.
After a few moments, one of the two persons (a guy) was waving his hand signalling us to go after them at the cathedral.
Inside the cathedral was a badly injured girl (I don't know if this was the girl the guys was with).
There were four of us around the time when I got to the cathedral. The injured girl, the guy, me and another guy. The injured guy was giving the girl CPR and he kept shouting "Live, live! Don't die!"
When I saw the injured girl, she felt so familiar in the dream. She was beautiful, she had light brown hair tied to a ponytail, I think she was around the same age as me. The moment I saw the injured girl in the brink of death, I cried. A heavy flow of tears left my eyes as I grabbed a paper like that in the Yuujinchou with light green borders and I held it up to a figure hanging on a wall. I prayed. I prayed (I assume to god) to save the girl.
After a few seconds, I rushed outside and saw another guy running towards the cathedral. I shouted "Adrenaline shot! Give me an adrenaline shot!" but he said there weren't any. When we got back to the cathedral, I noticed a needle (like that used in acupuncture but smaller and thicker) on the ground.
We were all crying, then the girl stopped breathing. She died.
The events after the dream, I kept crying so hard while looking at the girl. I prayed but she didn't move.
When I shook her body, she seemed to have breathed and moved her lips but when I took a closer look, her head was perfectly removed from her body. Then I cried again.
Afterwards, a mechanical butterfly suddenly flew from her. It was rather bizarre right in these events. But I'm gonna stop now.
Whoever that girl is, the image that she left in my mind is slowly fading away now. I can't draw her, and it's just sad that my only memory of her is her dying in pain.
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