a child in the night


angel of the graveyardNightmares stopped long ago, in my childhood.

Nightmares didn’t prompt crying , screaming, or a trip to mum and dad’s room for a reassuring cuddle. They just made me feel uncomfortable, if uncomfortable can be classed as a nightmare.

I still hold the fading memories of the 3 themes that would turn a lively dream into an uncomfortable one:

  • Forgetting the lyrics to the Anglican version of the Lord’s prayer at a religiously significant moment such as when being attacked by vampires or werewolves
  • Loosing the ability to talk when a scream might come in handy such as when being attacked by vampires or werewolves
  • and the ever popular being suddenly and unexpectedly naked in a normal everyday situation. The nudity was less of a problem than the fact that everyone-else had clothes on and didn’t appear bothered by my nudity. Normally it’s only me that’s upset by the experience.  If those vampires and werewolves were around I would be more concerned about being able to scream or say the lords prayer than I would be about being naked.
a child in the night
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3 bits of lovely banter on “a child in the night”

  1. Bux writes:

    You are a strange one…fancy dreaming of forgetting the words to the Anglican version of the Lord’s Prayer!

    I’ve never had the naked in public nightmare but I know it’s fairly common (probably why I have never had it *sniff*)

    I do still regularly get the nightmare involving the lack of a voice when a scream would come in handy at a life saving moment. I often look like Munch’s ‘The Scream’ in that dream….mouth wide open and blood gurgling nothingness coming out 😉



  2. Madame Defarge writes:

    My nightmares are mostly about teeth falling out or falling downstairs. Sometimes the two happen at the same time. Most unpleasant.



  3. Poochner writes:

    I’ve woken myself (and my wife) screaming before. The only time I’ve had the “can’t scream” one, I had dreamed that a huge snake had leaped off the floor (I was on the ceiling…) and latched on to my throat. In that case, I woke up trying to scream and choking.

    I can’t say I’ve ever had the naked one, either.



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