Dreams Affect Life

So what if I'm crazy? I don't care. Just make it leave me alone. It's the creature that causes nightmares. We all have different ones. Like the "Slenderman" looking one or such. Mine has a different name. "Snaggle." Now you can make fun of it all you want, I don't care. Just pay attention.

Dream One:

I was down in my basement, where my grandparents live. Sitting at the table. Playing with "Play-doh." My mom was there too. All of the sudden, I got picked up and spun across the room. My mother yelled at something. Later in that dream, this ghost kept attacking me. Out in the backyard or in the house. Then, strangely, my hall (which had no windows) had windows everywhere, and torches lit. I ran across the hall, watching the red sky. Then I grabbed the air, and tossed it out the window.

Snaggle is dead.

Some other dream

After a few other snaggle dreams, I had a nightmare where I was in my parlor and I broke my "Tech Deck" so I went to the bathroom door and knocked. My mother stuck her head out a bit and asked what I need.

"Can you fix this?" I looked in my hand at the tech-deck. It was gone. I turned back, it was sitting in the now dark parlor. I jumped for it. I grabbed it and crawled back to the door. I held it to the door and my mother swung it open. "My present is out there!" she yelled. She ran out there and knelt by the table for a few seconds. Then she said, "Aww, Snaggle got it."

That's how I learned his name.

Fever Dreams:

I'm walking along a sidewalk. Someone walks up to me.

"What's wrong?" I feel as it there's a flower or some kind of happiness around me.

"Nothing," I say. This cruel evil voice comes down and yells "WHERE IS IT?!" He's looking for the last piece to the machine to destroy the world. I pretend to not know where it is. Tears well in my eyes. People keep passing me. One child at a time. "Hi," I keep repeating. Then I burst into tears and Snaggle finds it. I just remember the booming voice and sadness after that.

Fun Fun:

I was in my house. Dark, trying to clean. Then some bumper cars appeared and me and my friend were crashing into my other "friend" who I hated. Then we eventually killed him. "Can we go now?" I ask.

"Yes," Snaggle says.

"REALLY?!" I say.

"NO! NOW CLEAN!" he booms.

Please tell me about your Nightmare Monster. And help me...

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Credited to Wowowlop1
Originally uploaded on January 12, 2012

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