Nightmares
It's crazy that when I have nightmares, they start out with the same one from when I was 12 (I'm in a church that my family used to worship @, with my family-friends and unknown faces- where I'm trying to diffuse a bomb. I make everyone leave, but I'm too late in getting me & my sister to safety), before they change over to weird-ass nightmares.
I know I might sound childish, but I'm a 26 yr old who sleeps with a stuffed animal as a security blanket (even tho I have a boyfriend). [The stuffed animal is a Pound Purry; cat, named Nig-Nig, & I've had her for all of my life.
When I have nightmares, it's because I drop my Pound Purry some time in the middle of the night. (Think of the Pound Purry as my "dreamcatcher").
Just the other day, in one weird-ass nightmare (after the standard "bomb-diffusing" nightmare), I was being chased by an angry domesticated Hippo. I don't really know why or how it was inspired, but it freaked me out. Some nightmares tend to blur or fade into another, but I seem to still remember being chased, and every day since, I keep looking over my shoulder for something to show up.
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