User blog comment:Vampirefairy4/Terrifying dream D':/@comment-3027764-20120807062357

I tend to have dreams that don't make sense to anyone but me. Once, I dreamt of a marshmellow on top of a ordinary kitchen table. Seems simple right? Wrong! It was my mind telling me that the scene that I'd written for my assignment, where the family were sat around the table talking was boring.

Then, there's the ones when I'm stuck on a game, and I dream about the part that I'm stuck on. It keeps happening over and over, until I dream figure it out. Then I play the game, and complete it.

Um, nightmares... I haven't had one of those in years. There was one nightmare, where my mother fell down the stairs and died. I was at her funeral, but then she just walked up to me, and asked me why I was crying. I said, "Mum, you're dead, and we just burried you." Mum replied, "Don't be silly, Sweetie, if I was dead, then I wouldn't be stood here, now would I?" Then I woke up. I only remember it so clearly, because at the time, I had to keep a dream diary.