What's your worst nightmare?
Or rather, the worst nightmare anyone can possibly imagine?
We all have nightmares. As a child, and now, as a teenager, I sometimes have nightmares. Random dreams that provoke fear and horror. The dreams I dream, as I could remember, are usually vague and makes no sense. They are really really random. As for nightmares, they are random too. Just another random dream that causes a strong negative emotional impact. And my nightmares usually make no sense as well.
Until one Sunday night, where I went to bed at my usual time, and fell asleep to a really terrible dream.
As I've mentioned before, my dreams are usually random so they are insignificant to me. They are probably pieces of recollected memories mixed with my out-of-the-world imagination and some dream sugar-and-spice-and-sometimes-not-so-nice. And on that night, I fell into my deep sleep, into one of my worst nightmares I could ever imagine.
Hold on a second, back to the questions I asked before.. What is one's worst nightmare? A nightmare I remember was when I was much younger, probably seven or eight years old, and that was the only one I remembered. I was stuck in a box, at a night market, and there was a hideous green claw with red fingernails approaching me, trying to grab me. I was awaken after that. It may not be that scary, but that is one of them. Ever since then, I hardly have nightmares. Just odd, random dreams that dropped by. Like I said, recollected memories mixed with my out-of-the-world imagination and some dream sugar-and-spice-and-sometimes-not-so-nice.
Nightmares may occur within our dreamworld, but it also can be a lingering thought we wish that would never come true. It can haunt us alright, in our dreams. As long as it remains there, and not join us in the reality. Whatever horrible thoughts that we have in our heads, we would never want them to be real. So they remain in this realm that collects all our random thoughts; good and bad. But what if, these horrible thoughts become real? These terrible nightmares that we dream of, that we fear so much, slowly eking out into the real world. Holyfuckno!
They say one's worst nightmare is death. My worst nightmare is close to death; a death of a person's soul, turned so cold till I feel the shudder, even until now. I know that in one part of their lives, people grow out of their old shell and move on to a new one. Friends move on, don't they? And they meet new people and forget about old friends. And they adopt an entirely different persona. It's like you don't even know them. At least, that's the nightmare for most of us, but we have to take it in no matter what. Friends change, and they move on. But did you have to move on to be such a terrible person?
That nightmare of mine, I've experienced something similar. Yes, the worst nightmare could be death, but what I dreamed that night, was a death on its own. Whatever my mind was playing with me, well, it was not cool. Seeing someone I once knew quite well, turned into this monster, this cold, cold monster. The image was shattered, it died while she was 'transforming'. Even though I was silent for most parts of my nightmare, I was terrified at how horrible a person she became. As cigarette smoke escapes her foul-mouth, with one hand flickering the ash away and another clenching on a bottle of beer, I just watched and listened. I had to take it in; this whole other person, so different, from the friend I once knew.
I was really dampen during the dream, knowing that I can do nothing about it. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning, thanking the dream-maker upon realizing that it was a nightmare. It was a terrible terrible nightmare. But how far is it from reality? How do I know that this wasn't a sign that changes are about to occur? The dream I had, my worst nightmare, was like an epiphany, but with opposite effects. Ever since then, I couldn't take my mind of it, knowing that it could be true.
It hurts to think that a friend could change. I mean, I know they do, but sometimes changes are not necessarily for the greater good. We are drowning in a toxic world where evil takes charge and we're the victims. I cannot stand to imagine the nightmare, thinking about this cold-blooded, selfish, egoist my friend has turned to be. She had died and gone to a bad, bad world. I do not want it to be true. I hope it isn't.
*fingers crossed*
