My dream was that I was on a tower; not in it, ON IT. I looked east and saw Bigfoot walking towards me. Now I'm on the ground and Bigfoot is 100 ft away. I start running. Bigfoot yells and chases me. My neighbour appears. Bigfoot runs over and kills my neighbour. I wake up. That was the first of 50 "Bigfoot" dreams.
My nightmares almost always involve something horrible happening to my kids. Ever since I had my first daughter.
Here's one that scared the **** outta me:
We had just come back from shopping or something, and walked into our apartment (we've since moved to a house). The kitchen was in the back after the living room, and it was all dark. I got a bad feeling, but shrugged it off. I had just put a bag down and was talking to my husband and our mutual friend, when a man's arms came out and grabbed my oldest (a girl). She started screaming for me to help, but I was frozen. My husband went in and fought with the man, but the man killed him (I think he stabbed him). I looked at our friend, and then turned and ran out the door, leaving him and our little boy IN THE APARTMENT!! I pounded on a door a few doors down, but no one answered. I was about to try another door when I woke up.
One I've had since I was little is where I'm in bed, and I wake up to find huge spiders all over the floor and walls in my room. I can't get out the door, and they're starting to climb up onto the bed, too. Blehhh!! I hate spiders.