My dreams suck ass.

[DamnthatDavid]

Eh, Kahl is insane.

I use to write down the strange dreams, the ones that stand out. I have so many that I can't remember all but the best. (the Stuka dream)

The scariest dream involved me when I was like 7 or 8.

I grew up on a single street on a hill crest in the middle of Tacoma's resident neighborhood(Tacoma is nothing but hills). 2 rows of houses, 1 street in the middle, on a small hill.

All the nieghborhood kids would run out and play in the street, we had no traffic. In this dream, all the kids where out. There was about 20 something of us total. All different colors and crap.
My mom told me not to look down the hill. But I looked. And saw a 50 foot evil horse looking up at me. That thing chased me all over. Appearing inside houses, jumping out of cars (it could change sizes) Generally the entire area was its domain. All the kids scattered, leaving me in the middle of the street. I sat there, rubbing my eyes, knowing it was a dream, and trying to wake up. I couldn't. Not for a good while. It was laughing at me the entire time, in a crazy old lady way.

That dream freaked me out.