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Jutomi, a daydream believer, wrote:The most prominant and glued dream I myself have ever had sure didn't feel like a dream - it felt real.
In fact, due to my senses, it almost felt MoRe real than reality.

I was sleeping, alongside my brother, one night, when I woke up - I forget how, but I sure did(or at least, so I thought).
I found out that I was, for some reason, resting on a fancy-designed sofa, not unlike a slightly older style you might find from a nice furniture store.

The sofa was either next to the bottum - or at the bottum - of a staircase; I couldn't see up it, last I recall, it was rather dark and obscured. But it was still a bit spooky.

The walls were made of stone, not unlike Fort Knox in Maine, as I recall.
However, I thought the floors were wood.

Note: I even could feel the floors as I walked on them, which I've yet to encounter in any other dream.

Any how, my brother was sleeping in a bed, not too far away, so I decided to come up to him.
There was only one sheet - not many blankets on the bed.
I decided that this was peculiar enough, so I decided to just snuggle up with him while I waited for whatever happened to go away.

Unfortunately, it didn't.

Strait down from the bed, you could see a moderately sized hallway that turned left at the end - I don't recall if it turned right as well.
I also can't really recall the ceiling.

Suddenly, after a short while of lying there - or sitting there, I can't remember - I heard very heavy breathing - very steady.
And... wow, was that horrifying? ,_,

After a fair while of listening to that, scared out of my head, looking up the staircase from the bed and down the hall at closely the same time, I eventually saw this large and, to me, horrifying figure slowly creep out from the left.
He/she/it/some-other slowly moved, and last I recall, this was the point I started screaming.

After which, he turn to his right and advanced towards MiToJu's - and my - positions.

He scared me, for some reason...

it was dark, and I think the whole experiance was just plain scary.

What I last recall was he was moving around the bed, wacking along the rims - this bed, mind you, had rims not unlike that of an O shape, the bottum being flat - with some kind of stick, or something - if my memory is correct.

I couldn't even make out the figure, and it's been so long (over 11 years), it's even harder to recall this.

Any how, while the figure did that, while still breathing his constant, rather loud breath, I was screaming for my parents, and must say, even almost hurt my ears doing so - but it was worth it, for me, just to try and get out of there.

After I don't know how long, I suddenly snapped up - I can't remember how, but I did - back into what we call "reality".

My brother was there, peacefully sleeping next to me, in my room.

However...
I can't help but think as to why that happened.

There were certain instances - some even quite recent, as of this posting - where I've had quite enigmatic horrors - both positive and negative in believe - that have occured during my sleep.

Not too-too long ago, I also found out that I'm not the only one in the family who's had this.

Though I'm still not sure what happened, I can't be 100% certain it was an old-fangled dream - but if it was, it sure makes me question how artificial dreams are.

Wonderman109 wrote:I can legitimately naturally lucid dream. But not often.