Yknow kids get nightmares about the craziest or absurd monsters/terror.
However the first nightmare I ever had was more existential than a bad dream should've been! Like really, why did this shit terrify me at 4 years old😮💨?
Anyhow, the first nightmare I remember is a world being destroyed.
Shattered in a dark void.
It's really crazy how vivid and realistic it felt. The earth beneath me cracked and rumbled. Seeing your world seperated into smaller rock, it scared the hell out of me. Yknow it wasn't even a world I recognized but my home was destroyed.
Honestly the worst detail is hearing what it sounded like. Imagine as this disastrous event happens, you hear a loud ring in your ears. Like your bones grinding together. (I legit don't know how to convey how terrible the sounds I heard in this dream were. It literally struck fear in my heart)
The last few things I remember are fuzzy.
After the earth had cracked and crumbled away, I drifted in the dark void and sobbed on what was left of my soul. I felt as empty as the space I existed in.
Then I woke up. Wouldn't stop crying for the whole night. My mom was pissed 😅 I think after that nightmare I had greater things to fear. Which sparked my "emotional maturity" as a child. I wish I was making this shit up but I'm just trying to make sense of the trauma and baggage I've gotten in this lifetime. This universe is a.... different place, that's for sure✨
