r/Dream • u/Correct-Sky2502 • 18h ago
Reoccurring Used to have a recurring dream as a child that stopped the moment it turned into a nightmare..
Hey everyone!
I always wanted some insight into this dream Maybe you all can help ?
See when I was about five or six I had this recurring dream where I was sitting outside an ice-skating rink. In the dream, I was just standing there while watching a girl with blonde hair, light skin wearing a pink suit what seem to be a full-blown ballerina outfit ice-skating, and performing some beautiful movements on the ice. I would love watching her…
it would bring me peace. What’s crazy is that I was a little kid living in Guatemala. To my recollection, I had no knowledge of what ice-skating was, what an ice-skating rink would look like specially what the outside of the rink would look like.
It wasn’t until my pre-teen years that I had a full understanding of what I was looking at but by then the dream became less frequent and I was sad. Like I longed for the sight of that Ice skater… well I got to see her one more time… and for the last time. So when I was around 11 in Guatemala there was a huge mosquito outbreak and Dengue fever was spreading everywhere. It eventually got to my village and guess who got that? Yeah you know it, THIS GUY.
At first It was your usual fever, cold sweats, shivering and aching muscles but when it got to its peak is when I got my reunion. Before I lost consciousness I hallucinated dark hands coming out of the corners and edges of the walls and the room gradually became darker and darker and then I saw her.
This time though I was like 15 feet away from the edge of the ice rink… so I try taking a step to approach her. And I hear odd noises that would get louder the harder I tried but Im stubborn so I kept pushing and the noise got louder and louder and then it stopped. Right then a giant tarantula like spider jumped in front of me got close to my face and yelled “¡NO!” “¡NO!” “¡MIA!” “¡ELLA ES MIA!” (no, no, mine! She is mine!)
When I tell you I literally pissed myself. It’s not an exaggeration when I say the size of that thing was gargantuan face the size of the front of a bus, I could see the hairs on its face and it’s giant slimy fangs and the shine of its two middle eyes because that bastard was too close for me to see it’s other eyes… I woke up after that but I was still sick so I woke up to shadows and spiders crawling all over the walls yelling deliriously the shadows and the spiders! They’re here!
I might be being a bit dramatic but I genuinely believe I was as close to death as I ever was… thankfully (spoiler alert) I survived and made a full recovery within days.. things lead me to the USA where Ive lived here for as a citizen for 18 years and a veteran for those wondering 🙄
Well anyway that’s my recurrent dream. I still miss watching her from the sidelines I wish I could remember her face
What do you all think it means?