Azalar Hex Posted June 18, 2017 Share Posted June 18, 2017 I have an unnatural fear of a medium sized brightly lit silent windowless room decorated with colorful wall paintings for children that my subconscious believes I had a nightmarishly terrifying experience in when I was really young, where I witnessed my friends and other children being pulled into the hallways to a room I couldn't enter in the back to be exposed to something that tore them apart while blood drained down the hall back to the room I was in, until I was completely alone. Or so my nightmares would have me believe. There's this sort of strange familiar feeling like a repressed memory when I think about it too much. I think maybe I used to have the dream a lot as a kid. I haven't actually had this dream for as long as I can remember, but it popped into my head one day and the whole thing sort fell together over the next couple of weeks. Now I fear it. I feel like there was a place I was taken care of as a child out there in the world. And something is dancing around in my subconscious because of it. Probably some creepy-ass wall-art in a day care I went to or something. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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