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#dreamchall

:grey_exclamation: :grey_exclamation: TRIGGER WARNING: :grey_exclamation: :grey_exclamation:

This post contains mentions of bugs (wasps), mentions of trypophobia, and mentions of blood.

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QUESTIONS

1.) "Described how you felt during the dream."

• I felt scared, disgusted, and nauseous. I was sorta frozen in horror at what I was looking at.

2.) "What happened during it?"

The Scene-

•Well, let's first start off with the "scene". I don't what I dreamt that lead up to this point, but it has stuck with me ever since. My dreams usually take place in areas that I've either been irl, have seen on TV (though it's kinda rare), or a mix of multiple places. However, this dream took place near my old bus stop near the old location of where I used to live. It was right across from the bus stop, near a gated community.

It was *almost* a spitting image, but it had violent colors. Everything was bright, the sky was a neon cyan color and the grass was neon green. The sidewalk was a light orange, like a pastel. Nothing had shadows, nothing casted shadows, and the sun wasn't even in my dream. It was like everything was painted in flat color, left unfinished.

What happened in The Dream-

TW: MENTIONS OF BUGS, TRYPOPHOBIA, AND BLOOD ☟☟☟☟☟☟

• Like I mentioned, I don't what lead up to this point in the dream- but the first thing I was me sitting on the ground holding my right calve. I was groaning and crying, gripping it as hard as I could. I kept on looking around, but nobody else appeared in my dream. No cars appeared in my dream. No birds. No squirrels. Nobody.

I tried multiple times to get up, but the pain kept on bringing me back down. I sat there and held my calve again, but blood from my calve started to soak through my pants. I pulled up my pants' leg to see what was happening.

There were honeycomb patterns deeply within my calve, mixed with holes of different sizes. Wasps were crawling out, and bursting through my skin. It got even bloodier as the dream progressed, and I just sat there crying and screaming.

The dream ended with the same thing happening to the back of my neck- the patterns appearing and the wasps coming out. I woke up in a sweat and I was shakey. :\

I got a drink of water afterwards, but I was very awake by then. It was kinda hard to go back to bed.

3.) "Who was in it?"

• It was just me. Which was odd, because if I was going to my bus stop for school, my brother should've been with me (since we went to the same school). The dream felt empty with nobody around except me.

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