Sleep Talk Halloween Special

For the first time in the history of the Sleep Talk blog, I am going to document another person's dreams, my mothers.

In the year 1996, my mom and me were sitting on my bed talking and she decided to tell me of a series of nightmares that she had had several years earlier, before I was born. When she told me the dreams, I was so unnerved that I jolted out of my bed and left the room. Since that night, I have never forgotten them.

The series of nightmares occurred within a week in the year 1987. At the time, my father worked nights and my mom was home alone with my older sister, Kristen,  a newborn.

The following is told by my mother's perspective.


First Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. Dream ends.

Second Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. I hear footsteps trudging up the stairs toward my bedroom. Dream ends.

Third Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. I turn over in my bed and through the darkness, see a man sitting on a stool in the corner of my room. I can't make out his face. I hear footsteps trudging up the stairs. I hear someone come into my room. He walks over to my bed. I turn over, look up and see a man standing by my bedside. He gets in bed with me. Dream ends.

Fourth Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is asleep next to me. I look and see a man standing in the doorway to the hall. Dream ends.

I wake up



On the fourth night, my mom was so startled from her dream, she woke up screaming. My dad calmed her. They then walked through the house and prayed over each room. After that night, the series of nightmares ended.

Happy Halloween From Sleep Talk

The Hotel Bizarre

Dream 7/17/2017

     My family and I stay a few nights in a hotel. One night, I look up at the ceiling and see spiders and insects crawling everywhere. I yell for my sister. We grab the kids and leave our room. Running down the stairs, I notice bugs and spiders crawling all over the walls. I even see a snake slithering up the stairwell.

     We make it to the managers office. We sit down and tell him what a trash pit his hotel is. He looks to me to hear my side of the story. "Well, I've see about three snakes just from our room to here," I say. He looks bewildered. I point behind him at a green snake moving across the room. While we talk, I look over and notice the kids running around, playing in the lobby. I only count four when there should be five. Anna, the second youngest, is missing from the picture. I leave my sister and brother-in-law to talk with the manager while I locate Anna. I walk down some stairs to the floor below. I think I've spot her. I pick her up. It isn't her. It is a boy, wearing a hood with his face painted like a skull. A lady walking by tells me that she has seen Anna. I locate and find her and bring her back to the managers office. When we get there, the meeting has finished.

     I follow my family up to the roof of the hotel where we find a swimming pool. We are the only ones here except for a beautiful blonde woman sitting off to the side, talking on her phone. As we walk past her, I try to make eye contact so that she notices me. In my mind I think that maybe she will find me attractive and then come over to start up a conversation. My family and I sit in some chairs around a table. Out of nowhere, the ladies phone plops into my lap. I look over. She is still sitting in her original spot. I walk her phone back to her. As I come closer, I notice she is wearing a long, brown, leather coat. I hand her phone back to her. She then speaks to me, "some people think that my coat is really my skin." She then turns to show me her back. Sprawled across her back are etched letters. The bizarre aspect is that the letters are bloody. I now understand that her coat really is her skin. At this moment, we leave the hotel. Dream ends.

I wake up

Miscellaneous

Dream 3/24/2017

     I'm hanging out inside a barn with a friend. The friend's cat is roaming the barn. The little fur ball is nineteen years old. My friend tells me that the cat and his dad used to cuddle together. A giant, hairy, red and black spider starts approaching us. My friend tells me that the spider and the cat have been friends for years. I'm a bit uneasy about the spider. Wherever I walk, the eight-legged freak follows me.

     I walk to my dad's camper. He tells me that he is thinking about getting back into church and possibly preaching again. I ask him why. He tells me that it all started the other night when his neighbor Tony came over for a bonfire and Tony started preaching.

     Inside our school there is a legend that in the basement there is a secret door that will lead to a tunnel system under the city. We roam the basement but cannot find the door.

     We rent the movie "Never Been Kissed." We know a teacher at our school who we want to reenact the movie with. We go out shopping for her. In a store front, we find mannequin heads with crazy hairstyles. We choose the one with blonde dreadlocks. We dye our teachers hair black and white but never give her dreadlocks. I have to live with my teacher. She tells me to always be quiet in her house because she doesn't want her neighbors to know she is here.

     The teacher has a small gathering at her house. "Never Been Kissed" is playing on the television. I see my friend Kevin who was in the barn earlier. I ask him why he left the barn. He said it smells really bad. I tell him that I will help him clean it up so that it won't smell anymore. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Hotel

Dream 12-20-13

I'm in a hotel.

 I don't know which floor I am on, but I know it's not the first floor. At one end of the hallway, down on the right, is my home. That is also where my mom lives. At the other end of the hall is a food court, on both sides. Lining the left side of the hallway wall, on the other side of my house, are four restaurants that have gone out of business. One of the four restaurants is actually a bar that my friend Joel once performed in. Joel is a musician. He is also visiting today.

Joel and I walk down to my house so he can see my mom. While we are there, I tell him that he once played in the bar down the hall. He becomes very quiet and gets emotional. I walk with him down to the bar. We stand in the doorway and reminisce. In a flash, Joel walks out of the bar and goes to one of the buffets in the the food court.

Joel meets the man who owns the bar. The owner gives us the dime tour of his bar. He shows us all the bands and artists pictures on the wall. I remember seeing Gene Simmons from KISS. He mentions that he printed all of these posters out of his computer which is a very old model that would never have the ability to do such a thing. I don't know if he is kidding or not.

Joel and I and a few other friends who just appeared walk back down to the food court. We stand in line to the buffet. Joel mentions that this man in a few minutes is going to turn on the music and that he is going to dance. One by one each of us says aloud, "I'm gonna dance too." In the line to the buffet, one of the cooks asks, "what can I get for you." I respond, "just a roll please." she says in a rude manner, "this is a buffet, you can't just get a roll." I'm a little setback. I answer, "damn.. okay then." She starts to put a bunch of food on my plate. Across the room are friends that I hung out with years before. They are drenched with water. I don't say anything to them. They walk away.

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Things change quite rapidly. Almost like a different story. The man in charge (whoever that is) tells one of us to kill the other (I'm not included in this mess). So, three of us step into an elevator that is in the bar, and place a plastic clothes bin on our head. Suddenly we are not in the elevator but rather in the shallow waters of the ocean on a beach. One of my friends says to the other, "you need to drown, that's what the man told me to do." We eventually come to the conclusion that no one is going to die today. We throw off the plastic clothes bin and look around. We know the man in charge is on the beach making sure the job gets done, however, he isn't on this part of the sand, so we run. My friends find a van and get in it, however, some things in this story change.

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My friends drive away, but we are no longer on a beach, we are in a hallway with wooden floors. I am a normal sized person and my friends are itty bitty. They are driving a hot wheels car. We have miles of hallway to go before we get back to the hotel lobby. Spread across every hallway floor are toys, mostly other hot wheel cars but also other toys. My friends keep driving. I run behind them. Someone mentions that the man in charge and his goons are behind us in his own car. He isn't in sight, I just hope we can keep the speed and never see him. I close doors as we go, so to slow the bad man down. We come to a bathroom and the car stops. "Look at that," someone says. Behind the toilet is a giant black spider. I get my friends out of the van they are in and rush down the hall to find another hot wheels car. I find one that opens from the top. It looks like a fast car. They get in. They start to drive. It is a fast car, so fast that I can't even keep up. They drive out of sight. All I can hear is the buzz of the little engine in the distance. Dream ends.

I wake up.

A House From My Past

Nightmare 5-23-13

I'm in a house. A house that I used to know a long time ago. My family is here. A man is sitting in the living room. He is a violent man. He yells at us. He says that he wants a bottle of old French wine and a VHS tape. We bring it to him. I feel his violence as I walk toward him. I think he wants to do me harm. I give him the wine. I put the tape in the VCR. 

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Suddenly we are traveling throughout the world. Maybe in our minds. It's not this world.

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I'm walking through the house. So many memories. It feels different this time around. It feels cold. I feel far away from reality. I walk upstairs and look at what used to be my bedroom. It's empty. Just a few meaningless pieces of paper lay on the floor. I walk into what used to be my sister's bedroom. My mother is in bed. My mother and father sleep in different rooms now. She tells me that she misses him. He is downstairs. I walk downstairs to talk to him. I tell him how I feel about this situation. He begins to cry.

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My sisters and I are sitting in the living room. We turn the light off. We see the silhouette of a giant spider. My sister screams. The light comes on. We see many spiders. Fear takes us. Dream ends.

I wake up.