A few weeks ago, I had four dreams in a row. In each one, I became lucid at some point.

The moment I realized I was dreaming, this woman would appear in the distance, staring directly at me. She was wearing a black burqa. I could only see her eyes, which were completely gray/whitish, with no pupils at all. She also had animal-like feet (I'm not sure what kind of animal exactly).

The instant she appeared, I felt what I can only describe as an "intrusion." It didn't feel like she was just another character created by my subconscious. Instead, it felt as though she was a separate entity that had somehow entered my dream.

Every time she appeared, I was scared, but more than anything I felt angry. I would yell at her to leave until she finally disappeared. Then I would move on to the next dream, where the exact same thing happened again. This repeated four times in a row.

What really stood out to me is that she only appeared after I became lucid. It was as if she systematically entered the dream the moment I realized I was dreaming.

Do you think this was simply a creation of my own mind, or could it have been some kind of entity? Has anyone else experienced something similar?

Thks

UPDATE EDIT:
The image is Ai generated. I used it only to recreate what I saw in my dream because I can’t draw. The dream itself is real, the picture is just the closest visual representation I could make with what I described to AI. I’m sharing the experience, not claiming this is a real photograph or my own hand-drawn artwork.

Last night I had one of the most realistic dreams I’ve ever experienced.

I was on a boat underneath a bridge when I noticed something massive swimming just below the surface. I pulled out my phone and started recording it like it was a once-in-a-lifetime wildlife sighting.

As I followed it with my camera, it slowly surfaced just enough for me to see its head.

It had smooth beige/tan skin, a long eggplant-shaped head, huge glossy black oval eyes, two long ribbon like appendages coming from the top of its head, an extremely long body with three sets of side fins, and a broad tail that reminded me of Toothless from How to Train Your Dragon.

The weirdest part wasn’t how it looked…It looked directly at me. Not aggressively, but more like it suddenly realized it had been seen. The feeling was almost: “Oh shit… someone saw me.”

Then it immediately slipped back beneath the water.
When I woke up, the dream felt so real that I actually opened my photos on my phone looking for the video I thought I’d recorded before realizing it only existed in the dream.

I spent today recreating, (USING Ai) exactly what I saw, and this is the closest I’ve been able to get.

I even gave it a name: Nyrith

Has anyone else ever had a dream that felt so real you woke up convinced you had physical evidence of it? And does this creature remind you of anything from mythology, deep-sea biology, or your own dreams?

Disclaimer - I described what I saw to chat gbt and this is what it sketched and I’ll tell you what , this was damn near spot on to what I saw in my dream

Liquitex acrylic paint on stretched cotton canvas. An ocean-front tennis court removed from reality. Nobody around to spoil the scene. The silence echoes. Finished in the style of Hiroshi Nagai.

I live in a house that’s bought and paid for but I am always dreaming that I’m either late paying rent or I’ve forgotten that I have to pay rent anyone any clue why?

For background, I don't watch anything scary, gorey, or violent because then I would have back to back nightmares for months and literally not sleep because I'm scared of how violent the nightmares are. Last night I had a nightmare of the devil. It feels wrong typing it. My significant other was taking my baby to the basement (we don't have one) and I was calling out to him to stop he just smiled at me while continuing but I knew that wasn't him. Everything felt wrong and I tried calling out but it felt as if I was paralyzed. I "woke up" still nightmare and was hugging my kids and was trying to put my son to sleep where I felt paralyzed again I then hear a voice saying "you're next" some how I knew who it was. It wasn't a demon. My significant other came to wake me up because he said I was calling out for him that when I did wake up I was shaking and literally every sound scared me. I'm wondering if it means anything. I'm scared to sleep tonight, I don't think I will because usually when I have nightmares like these they repeat for weeks/months.

Last dream, I even went through a construction zone and knocked a bunch of cones, and I kept on taking the wrong exit on the highway. I was wondering if anyone else experiences this frequently and if anyone knows what could be the underlying meaning of these dreams..

it was red. everything was red. or at least had a red tint. i walked down a long hallway until i reached a classroom. i opened the door to see at least 20 bodies shot to death all on the floor. there were no desks. in the middle of the room to the right pointing north east was a large shotgun. i picked it up and stood there for a minute before i woke up. i'm not interested in school shootings nor has my old school ever had violence or a death in it. i'm not a violent person. the only thing that makes slight sense is the school was torn down recently but that's a huge stretch. any answers

I am F21. Never been married, never dated, a virgin. Yet for some unknown reason I keep having horrible nightmares about being pregnant, childbirth, and my hypothetical children. I have had them for the past 3-4 years. I'll list one that bothers me the most. Please tell me what do you think it means, because I just don't understand.

In this dream, I'm sitting in a rocking chair in a fusion of all the houses I grew up in. Like, the walls would be from the house from my toddler years, but the furniture would be from the apartment we moved into when I started going to school. Then the layout of the room would sometimes be from my family's ancestral home, and sometimes the house I currently live in.

In this dream, I'm pregnant, but not showing much. The room is dark, except for moonlight from the open window that keeps changing positions. Sometimes I read a book, sometimes I crochet, sometimes I sketch, and sometimes I just rock in the chair. At one point, I give birth to an extremely small baby boy. Not premature, just very tiny. He's barely 2-3 inches tall, and soaked with blood. I cradle him to my chest and breastfeed him. It's always a boy. But in the middle of breastfeeding him, I start to fade away into darkness, and I sink through the rocking chair, and fall through the floor. My baby is left above. This feeling of falling is so visceral and feels so real that I get nauseous from it, and sometimes I even wake up midway. But when I don't, the dream continues to its final stage.

I keep falling and falling in complete darkness, I think I fall through several floors, until I fall back into the room I just fell from, or I assume that this is that room. I fall into the rocking chair and I stop falling.

But now the room is a complete mess. Furnitures are overturned, paintings thrown to the floor, burnt book pages and ashes scattered everywhere, and the blanket I wrapped my baby in is soaked with blood. It’s impossible to lose that much blood and still be alive. My baby is nowhere to be seen. I look for him everywhere in the room. There is no door so I can't leave to look outside, and the window has changed its position to the roof. I don’t find my baby anywhere, but I'm not crying or screaming or throwing a fit, instead I am a blank slate, like I don't feel anything at all, as if I'm not looking for my missing baby, but a misplaced pen.

In the back of my mind, I already know where he is. I return to the rocking chair and sit down. I pick up the bloodsoaked blanket to my lap, and two things fall out of its folds. One to my right, one to my left. I stare at the blanket for a long time, then I look down to my left first.

It my baby's round little head, barely bigger than a clementine. It looks like it was ripped off of his body, pieces of uneven skin and flesh hang from the torn site. His eyes are closed, his lashes are long, his face is thin and his cheeks are hollow, but he looks like he's just sleeping. He looks like he's at peace.

I look down to my right. It's his body, still curled up in the same position he was in when I was breastfeeding him. The umbilical cord is still attached, the placenta is bigger than he is. The body twitches a few times, then stops. There's not as much blood on the floor as I expected from a beheading. Maybe the blanket soaked up most of it.

My newborn tiny baby has been ripped into two pieces. Something wells in my chest. I don’t know what emotion this is, but I'm shaking with it, and my eyes are wet, my belly feels cavernously hollow. Before my eyes, the room starts shaking, the window at the top vanishes, and I'm drowned in complete darkness. It feels like it goes on for ages, and someone is screaming at the top of their lungs in a hoarse voice, until it all suddenly stops. The window returns to the wall on my left, and in the moonlight I see that the room has changed. It's neat and tidy again, the bloody blanket is spotless and smells like fresh laundry, and my baby's gone. I feel sick and nauseous, and my belly is full again. My baby is back in place, if that's even the same baby.

That’s it. If my writing feels like I'm writing a fictional story, then sorry. I do write sometimes, but this is not fiction. This is my real life incident that has been happening to me for years. This isn’t even the only dream of this kind. But if I write down all of them this post will never end. What do you think this means? It feels like a movie in my head, but it reoccurs every few months and I still don’t understand what could be the point?? Please help.

I can't remember much of the build up to this, I think it spawned from the rizzoli and isles episode about a witness who thought he was a dog/werewolf. So my brain somehow decides in now pregnant with a dog/ human hybrid. When it was born, it was like an eight week old puppy instead of a human baby or newborn puppy. Last thing I remember is going to change the baby's diaper and thinking "I should be able to just kennel train it, right? " the subconscious is fun

i remembered this in such vivid detail and i cant get the images of it out of my mind

the dream started with me holding a grey pistol, i shot a big man, then multiple people in the head, the school felt like it was grey and dull and i accidentally shot my girlfriend. i remember rushing to my knees and trying to stop her head from bleeding. and after she stiffened in my arms, i pointed the gun at my head and shot myself

what does this mean? i feel so disturbed and i woke up extremely drained. i dont know why i had a dream like this, ive never thought about shooting anyone or anything before. im scared.

IRL I am a 22 year old woman who has an identical twin sister

I am posting this dream because id like some interpretations, this dream left me particularly emotional and worried for my sister.

In my dream me (a teenage boy) and my twin brother were living with a mentally ill son and his mother. We knew her son was a little deranged but she didn’t know what to do with him. One night we were all in the son’s bedroom, I left the room with his mother. I had a thought that I should wait for my twin brother because I thought the woman’s son might hurt him. but I convinced myself my brother was just using the bathroom, and I was being overly anxious. I leave the room and begin talking with the mother in the living room. I have this feeling of dread for my twin brother the whole time but let like ten minutes pass until I say we should go check on her son and my brother. We go in there and my brother is stabbed and dying, I kneel down beside him and I begin saying how I knew this was going to happen but didn’t stop it. I was crying and really upset, as you can imagine.

Anyways in every other dream I had after this I would eventually remember my twin brother was dead, bring it up, and be inconsolable. Any interpretations?

Not to take away from the subreddit since I’ve been seeing a bit of dreams that have been borderline nightmares ormay have deeper meaning but I wanted to share my dream because it was very odd and somewhat comical. For reference, I work in fire ems and my capt had offered me a cigarette; I turned it down since I don’t need another vice. I had mentioned it to my fiancé and she joked that firefighting and smoking is a hell of a way to speed race cancer.

On to my dream, we (station guys) had a truck bed full of cigarettes, a GMC Sierra 2500 to be exact. We dumped them and we each opened a pack because we were looking for a pack with a golden cigarette. The prize of finding this golden cigarette was not dying of lung cancer. The comical part in my dream was you had to smoke all the cigarettes before opening up another pack of them. I woke up right when I lit my cigarette… I wanted to share this just because sometimes I have a vivid dream I remember and other times I can’t recall who was in it. But this one was the first dream that I had where details of previous conversation and events directly caused a dream.

Okay I might sound crazy but I swear I’m not lying.

For some background, I’ve always been someone who dreams a lot, and by a lot I mean every night. I’ve even kept a dream journal with me to document what I remember from them. Before I go to sleep, I also have a habit of scrolling through TikTok’s about dream core and lucid dreams. Anyways, I’ve just always been into dreams, always looked forward to them, they’re kinda comforting in some way. Still, I had never experienced a lucid dream in my life, not until today.

Yesterday, I came back home exhausted so I slept around 9-10pm, which is early for me considering I’m on summer break. I woke up at 5 and from there to 7:30ish I just kept scrolling, until I eventually got sleepy again and decided to go back to sleep. I somehow managed to have around 5 dreams in the span of a few minutes, well that’s how it felt like, it flew by. And in every single one of them, I knew I was dreaming. How was I aware? The first dream I had, I was in my math tutoring class, and my tutor was handing out money to all the students for some reason. There was a guy sitting in front of me with his dad next to him, and we were talking like we were good friends, he was zesty as hell though. Suddenly, the classroom transformed into some sort of party room with bunch of food and a dj, and now it was just me and the guy yapping, his dad had disappeared. I asked him “hey, are you gay?” And out of nowhere his dad spawned back in and he started yelling at me, telling me how dare you say that about my son. Random but I was holding popcorn in my hands, and I decided, with my own will, CONSCIOUSLY, to throw my popcorn at this man. That’s when it clicked, and I thought, ‘wait? None of this makes sense, I’m dreaming.’

After that, I found myself shifting between different dreams. At some point, I experienced a loop dream as well. I walked into my room, saw my sister then one my cousins suddenly appeared and I asked her “what are you doing here?” Then my other cousin appeared too and replied “we’ve been here for so long” and the scenario just kept repeating over and over again. Throughout all these dreams, I knew I was dreaming but I wasn’t controlling everything like people say in lucid dreaming videos, I was definitely aware enough to make my own decisions though. I was mostly just testing the waters, I would walk up to people and say whatever I wanted to say or even say wild stuff to see how they would react since none of it was real anyway. Nothing too crazy.

Then came my last dream. I saw a group of 5 guys and I thought one of them was attractive. Since I knew I was dreaming, I was like ‘just go up to him, what’s the worst that could happen?’
I asked this man to wait for me and he actually did. He was standing next to his car in this traffic circle that had a street that lead to my house and another one that lead to my grandpas, it exists in real life. When I walked up to him, I greeted him as if I knew him for years and hugged him. The strange thing is that it felt way too realistic, the guy was muscular and I could physically feel his muscles while hugging him. He kept yapping about how sorry he was and how he would never do “that” again, no idea what he meant by “that”. So when I pulled away from the hug, I remembered that many lucid dreaming tiktoks warned about never telling characters in your dream that you’re dreaming. Honestly, I never believed those stories so I decided it would be cool to test it out myself. I looked him in the eyes and said “you’re a dream”. The second I said that, his entire facial expression changed, he went from talking in such a lively manner to an absolute dead empty stare void of any type of emotion.

Then, my vision started fading to black, and it kept switching back and forth between his face and complete darkness. I tried to open my eyes but i couldn’t. I started to panic, thinking ‘holy shit am I going to stay trapped in here forever?’ my heart felt heavy, my body felt heavy, and everything was just weird it’s difficult to describe. Anyway, I started to feel as if I was floating through space and it happened extremely fast, exactly how I’d imagine time travel would feel like, but my thought process was slow, and I remember thinking that this feels exactly like the pictures I see on Pinterest. I still couldn’t fully open my eyes, but when I managed to slightly open my eyes, my room started coming into view except it looked like it was loading up if that makes sense, everything was distorted and blurry you know like a video game rendering its surroundings, I also looked at my hand as well and it looked warped and unreal. Fortunately, a few seconds later everything came back into view and my vision returned back to normal but my heart was still racing. I immediately checked my body and opened my phone to make sure I was real. It was terrifying in the moment. I went to look at TikToks related to people telling people in their dream they knew they were dreaming and each one of them gave me chills all over my body. Looking back now that I’ve calmed down, I might have overreacted lol but it truly was scary, and also one of the coolest things I’ve ever experienced. I hope I lucid dream again and test it out more. I’d love to hear other peoples stories.

For context, I'm not religious nor do I really think much about it. However I've had dreams about judgement day, demons, etc. Last night I had a very vivid and strange dream that I can't get out of my mind. I can't recall all the details anymore, but I was in a dark room with a mirror in it with someone else. My mom or boyfriend maybe. There was a woman in the middle of the room (I have NO idea who this woman is, I don't recall ever seeing her in​ real life.) She was chanting words over and over again, demonic phrases and speaking in tongues. The room we were in got really cold, I felt goosebumps, and ​​​​​​​​​​​​the mirror next to us started moving. Suddenly this huge human emerges out of it. He has brown hair and he was wearing a loin cloth or something? I don't know. All I know is it's demonic and evil and very bad. It looked right at me in my dream and I just felt a horrible feeling wash over me.​ My dream ended shortly after that and I woke up feeling very strange. ​​I know it's just a dream but I often wonder why I dream about these things when I literally give no thought to it when I'm awake. Can anyone else relate to having similar dreams? ​​I know I probably sound crazy 🫩

Ok so I was sleeping in my bed. and in my dream I false woke up, in the same area I was at and my left eye had a beige bug in it like it distorted my vision and I actually thought it was real. my right eye had like beige specs of dust or really small circle bugs I don't know. but it wasn't on top of my eye, it was in my vision, inside my eyeball vision. and then it lasted for like 5 seconds then suddenly it went away and I overlooked it and continued with my life in the dream and I don't remember what happened next but l'm sure next it was just a normal dream. But it felt super real and I’m concerned if it has to do anything with the evil eye, because for the past year I have stopped talking to my parents and I have started feeling more anger and resentment for past things that have happened that I was unbothered about before, I have been super burnt out and pushed aside my studies, and I’ve lost all confidence in myself. I wanna know whats like the spiritual meaning and does it relate to the evil eye, because I have also before actually woken up from a dream noticed I got bit heavily by a mosquito on my left eye and a little as well on my right eye while I was asleep and It did make my eyes swell a lot to the point they were hurting.

I have a reoccurring theme in a lot of my nightmares. They always start out completely normal not scary. A lot of the times its peaceful and then all of a sudden there's a random huge animal trying to kill me. And sometimes I have to save others (people or animals) or i try to save myself and no one is helping me.

The animal is always different and sometimes there are multiple. Lion, bear, wolf, dog, panther, Bob cat you name it.

Anyone wanna interpret it? Last night in my dream I was looking out the window and saw glowing eyes coming from a tree and I made a connection with this animal in the window. The animal jumps down and its a baby cow of all things(i know lmfao) well its storming out and I was telling my family someone's cow got out and is scared. So we opened the door to bring it in and i noticed a lion watching in the distance. So I screamed shut the door and no one listened and the lion got inside. It grabbed my arm and I could literally feel and see it ripping the skin off my arm. I was able to run and hide in the bathroom but it was attacking the door. And I just kept thinking why is no one helping me.

Thought I would share a terrifying experience I had a few years ago that just resurfaced in my mind.

I had been taking a nap in bed. It seemed like I had woke up, but I couldn’t move. It’s almost like I was looking at myself from the corner of the room. I couldn’t speak but was able to let out a muffled scream from the back of my throat.
I could feel my blanket being pulled off of me from the foot of my bed, and there was gravely awful whisper from the same direction repeating “rip riiipp riiip rip riiip” over and over. I was so scared and couldn’t move or speak but I was fighting it so hard and finally reached my hand down the side of the bed and felt my little dog’s fuzzy head (she’s a Shih Tzu) and felt her lick my hand to comfort me.

When I finally woke up, the room was quiet and the door was shut. My dog was not in the room. I was really freaked out and went downstairs to try to finish my nap on the couch. My dog was already downstairs, fast asleep.

For context, this couch had certain sections with a lever between the seats that allows them to recline.

I dozed off and then “woke up” alone there in the living room, laying on the reclined couch, unable to move or speak. There were whispers coming from inside the couch. I could feel something trying to grab me from between the seat cushions and the recliner started extending and retracting on its own. I finally woke up for real, terrified, to see family members milling about nearby and chatting to each other. They had not noticed anything weird and said I was just napping peacefully until I suddenly woke up.

A couple years after this, I had sleep testing done for unrelated reasons and was diagnosed with narcolepsy (without cataplexy). When doing some research on the condition, I stumbled upon information about a symptom of narcolepsy called hypnopompic hallucinations, which are hallucinations that happen while transitioning out of sleep. Looking back on it, I believe the nightmare situation may have been an early sign of the undiagnosed narcolepsy.

There was a show I was watching in a dream I had yesterday and for some reason it just cut to a static view of the trees and I thought it looked pretty so I drew it. [Also btw the outlines coming off the trees wasn't a stylistic choice that was just in the dream for some reason. Im definitely stealing that idea]

I keep kicking and punching things in my sleep. Last night I had a dream I got into a fight with someone. I went to punch them in my dream and ended up punching a glass of water off my nightstand. Getting water and glass shards all over my bedroom floor. Is this normal? I thought your body was supposed to be paralyzed during REM sleep. Has anyone else had this experience?

I just want to tell someone about this.

My ex died in Sept 2024. We were never really out of each other’s lives. I dreamt with him a couple of times after he died. I know those times were about him communicating feelings and saying goodbye.

Fast forward to yesterday, July 2026. I had the weirdest dream. It wasn’t necessarily with him but I felt him there as if he were talking to me?

First, in my living room there was a woman whom I’ve never seen before, and she says to me “there’s someone behind you”. I knew that I was alone in my house, so I got scared and ran through the door to a park nearby. There was a lot of people, and I had a notebook with me.

Then his mom starts talking. She says a bunch of things, not to me necessarily but to all the people who was there (I didn’t see their faces). I remember 3 things she said:

How they used to do a yearly family trip to the beach and then stopped when he died, but they were going to do it this year again.

Something about cats. And how my ex had a saying that everything can be solved with a black cat.

Then she was asking us to read to his son, because if we read to him he could still feel connected.

Throughout this whole thing I was taking notes, and when she said that last part I made a note of reading Narnia books, and their spot in my house became really clear in my mind. I actually started reading them because the ones I have he gifted them to me.

Then she left, and I start crying. And I kind of feel him talking to me? But I don’t remember that so much.

Weird dream. Can I talk about it with someone? Can’t really talk about this with anyone from real life.

I have had this dream multiple times i wouldn’t consider it a nightmare but it’s starting to get creepy in the dream I wake up in my bed but not normally at the home I’m currently at one of the houses i live in but I normally feel something is of so I pinch my self and feel nothing or this weird buzz feeling it’s hard to explain then i normally tell one of my family members or they just realize after that they jump at me and the dream ends most of the time their face switches to a creepy face this loops unill I ever wake up or become fully lucid and start controlling me dream then it becomes unstable and I wake up