Well I usually dont dream and I especially dont have nightmares. The only time I seem to have nightmares is when I go to bed feeling extremely ill.
I had this nightmare a few years ago. Like I said I went to bed feeling extremely ill (movie popcorn will do that to ya)
Anyway the nightmare began, I awoke to my mother and father knocking at my door. I was very unhappy they had bothered me, and went to the door in an angry stupor. I opened it quickly yelling, "What do you want?!"
Then I looked over my parents shoulders and saw a group of men standing there armed with guns. Before I knew what had hit me, my parents and I were shoved to the floor. We were told to cooperate and we might survive.
The first thing they did was take my mother in another room and each man went in one after the other and raped her. This infuriated my father, he tried to free himself to protect my mother. The group of men saw this and were displeased, and not wanting me to become insubordinate they beheaded my father right in front of me. A moment or two later they did the same thing to my mother.
After seeing such a horrible spectacle one of the men freed me, and told me I could leave. I of course darted from the room in fear for my life. I was still running dowm the stairs to get out of the house when I heard one of the men scream, "Kill him!" Frantically I fumbled to unlock the door. After endless seconds it opened, I could hear a horde of men quickly coming behind me.
I ran outside looking for someone who would help me. Luckily a policeman was nearby., I crying and screaming incoherent words ran to him.
He could see my anxiety on my face, "Son, whats wrong?"
"There are people in my house! They killed my mom and dad!"
"Sir," a very well-dressed man approached the officer, "Is everything alright?"
The well-dressed man looked at me and smiled, "How are you, son? What did you do today?"
The officer then asked the man, "Is this your son?"
"Yes, it is! A fine boy isnt he?"
The officer looked at me sternly, "Now, dont go telling lies about your family to the police, I will let you off this time, but if you lie to me again you are going to be in big trouble!"
"But...you dont believe him do you? He is not my father!"
The officer ignored my plea, hopped in his car and drove out of sight.
"There now that he is gone," click-click. A gun was loaded. I knew it was pointed at me. "Get back inside that house before I blow your brains out!"
He shoved me towards the house. I thought about running, but I knew he'd shoot if I tried. As I slowly trudged towards imminent death I heard a gun fire and I fell to the ground limp lying on the threshold of my front door.
Well, thats the worst dream I have ever had.
