There’s one instance of nightmare from my childhood that is too vivid to forget. It involves my failed attempts of running away from a monster at school, and then in the neighbourhood, and then at home, and then get myself in an asylum but it still waits for me on the ceiling.
Then I realized I was actually too focused in reading a novel about running away from the monster … that’s a relief. I closed the book and open the door … and saw the monster is waiting for me.
Then I realized I was actually in the dream.
But no, it’s not recurrent, and never again thank you very much.
There’s one instance of nightmare from my childhood that is too vivid to forget. It involves my failed attempts of running away from a monster at school, and then in the neighbourhood, and then at home, and then get myself in an asylum but it still waits for me on the ceiling.
Then I realized I was actually too focused in reading a novel about running away from the monster … that’s a relief. I closed the book and open the door … and saw the monster is waiting for me.
Then I realized I was actually in the dream.
But no, it’s not recurrent, and never again thank you very much.