>>7851261I don’t miss my childhood dreams, they were almost always nightmares.
This one was from when I was about 9.
A run down and abandoned gas station that was clearly showing its age. It was a very small one, just the station and two pumps, completely surrounded by wilderness for miles. Not even a road.
And it’s a very dark and dreary day, I’d say it’s around sunset but all you saw in the sky was dreary clouds, no colors.
Me and three other kids were there, running for our lives, around and around the pump from a predator that was hot on our heels. It was a human (kind of) predator, big for us. One tried hiding inside the station and he/it ignored the kid. The rest of us tried running into the wilderness. The two made it but I tripped and fell, knowing it was the doom of me, and I turned around trying to crawl away and this badly malformed human - so badly malformed into a vile form you couldn’t even call him human - let out a loud roar as it jumped onto me, and I woke up right then
Breaks over, back to work.
