I have had several really weird dreams. A couple I will tell here. The one I remember the most was when I was about 14 (give or take). Gone to bed as usual and I suddenly found myself back at my fathers home up north (parents divorced and this was many years before I found out that Dad had pulled the house down which he had done about about a year or two before my dream). I walked out to the back of the house and out of the fenced area. The sun was shining, it was early morning and it was hot with no breeze whatsoever. Once outside of the fenced area, I went to the double car port. Why? I have no idea. When I got to the car port, it got dark. Pitch black. The type of darkness that scares ya silly because there is no source of light unless you look up at the sky to look at the stars. Doesn't help you much for walking about. When I walked into the car port, I could hear no noise at all. Then I saw a movement. Strange that I could since it was so damned dark, but the movement was even darker. Then I saw more movement and it was a dark red. Then there was even more movement. All the movement took form and they turned out to be ghost like demons. Fear gripped me and I turned and ran. I have no idea which way I ran, I just ran and ran. I woke up at that point to go to the toilet. The demons were still there. I got up and walked down the hallway to the bathroom and the demons followed me. I sat on the toilet and the demons followed me. I went back to bed and the demons followed me. I laid my head on my pillow and fell back to sleep (against my will) and still those demons chase me. Boy, was I ever glad to wake up the next morning. I have never been able to forget that dream. Ever. The second one is more recent and recurs every now and then. My husband is a shift worker on a rotating roster, so when he is on morning shift (leaves about 5:30 am) I go back to bed. However, when I do I feel guilty at doing so and I think this feeling lends to this recurring dream. I am in bed and drift between moments of full sleep to being awake to being in that half sleep state where you know what is going on around you but can't do anything about it. I think this also lends to this recurring dream. I can be dreaming about anything when suddenly the scene will change to me being in my bed sleeping and I hear someone come into the house to discover me in bed sleeping. I can hear them but can't see them. All I can see is me in bed. I am struggling to wake up. You know the feeling of fighting to open your eyes and trying to lift your head off the pillow so you can respond?? Well that is what I am fighting. I can hear it and feel it and I am trying to fight it so I can wake up. But no matter what I do I can't and it scares me something fierce. One time it was my husband coming home when he should have been at work. Another time it was an intruder in the house. The latest time it was my mother. She came into the room and tried to wake me by gently touching me. I could sense all of this and I am struggling to wake up out of that half sleep but I can't no matter how hard I try. It felt like I was being tickled but I just could not open my blasted eyes. Then I would fall asleep, doze on and off for another 30 to 60 minutes, then wake up and get up not feeling all that refreshed after having that dream.