It was late at night at my old house where I grew up. My family was sleeping and yet I was awake into the late hours. I sensed a presence but didn’t know who or what it was. I walked outside into the backyard, behind the garage where i could only make out the shadows of trees. I turned around to go back to the house. And THERE HE WAS! Without the theme music in the background, I was being stalked by the shape! I ran inside the house, locked the door, into the kitchen and picked up the phone. I dialed 911 only to find an uncooperative female operator on the line. She hung up on me. I called her back and again she gave me a nasty attitude. I gave her my address and said “hurry the F up”. I kept all the lights off in the house so I could use the darkness to my advantage…“fighting fire with fire”. I felt my way toward the drawer with the sharp knives. Feeling inside, I finally came upon a large enough knife to defend myself with. Of course it happened to be the typical “Myers-knife”. I slowly and quietly walked outside…stalking the stalker (hence, my screen-name). I went into my car in the driveway with the knife and waited. I watched Myers walk past the car toward the side door of the house. He put his hand on the doorknob, opened the door…then changed his mind and shut the door again. He walked toward the car and opened the backdoor where I was. I LUNGED at him, stabbed him in the throat and he went down. I dragged his body toward the moonlight so I could take a look at him. He had an H1-looking mask on but for some reason I never thought to take it off to see his identity. But I lifted the bottom neck-part slightly to see the stab wound I gave him, and it was a lethal wound. There was no supernatural “getting back up”. He was dead. A stocky version of the guy, too.
I like your dream…I had one where I got sick of him always trying to kill me so I stalked him and got him, When I threw his body in the dumpster I took his mask off of him and then proceeded to case it up Amy
You got your first chest hair?
Wet dream?
J/K… taking a stab at your subject title.
I’ve had a few crazy Myers dreams myself… scary as hell. And while I can’t remember the vibrant details, I do remember how chilling it was.
For some reason I don’t have scary dreams anymore though - it’s like they faded away when I became obsessed w/ horror at 10 yrs old.
i agree…i became a fan young i beleive thats why i have dreams…
i had one that ill NEVER forget this is actually a cool thread…i had a dream michael was chasing me down this hall and i was up in the vents but he knew i was in the hall it was almost like a school an i was just in the ceiling…i call them vents cause i could see through it…well anyway i went down this slide…yeah a slide i have weird dreams lol and he caught the back of my hoodie with his knife in a stabbing motion…i looked RIGHT into his eyes and he leaned in…thats when i batted his hand down an slipped down the slide…
i once dreamed that the shape was stalking me in my local library. It was at night and all the lights were out in the library . The library is a big round building so in my dream i would be running around the library in a big circle and every time i would look down an isle i would see the shape . it was pretty scary
When I was in high school, I had a dream that Freddy Krueger was chasing me around in my high school.
It felt real.
In the dream, my glasses got knocked off and I couldn’t see anything clearly.
But then, I realized that I was dreaming, I guess what they call lucid dreaming.
I put my hands up to my face, like I was putting my glasses on, and then I could see clearly again.
When Freddy came after me, I held up my hand and did what seemed like a Star Wars Force push. Freddy ran at me and I held my hand up, levitated him into the air and threw him back hard against a brick wall outside.
This dream I had was almost 20 years ago, and I still remember it very clearly.
My first and only Freddy dream.
crazy dream! i used to have dreams were michael would always slice my throat but i was still alive playing dead so he wouldnt come back to finish me off lol! maybe this is a reaction to the theory you cant die in your dreams.
When I was little I Dreamed Michael was chasing me on the roof of my aunts house, and when he finally got me…he chopped my ear off. I ran through the house screaming “Michael got my ear!” everybody got a kick out of that one.
LOL, that made me laugh. At first I was like 'huh"?
Yeah, I’d love to have a Danielle Harris dream too. Shit man, I’d settle for Nancy Loomis! (when she was young of course) I’ve also had dreams with Freddy Krueger but I can never remember the details. I just remember always being in the boiler room and we’re always stalking eachother. That’s the weird thing about my dreams with these killers. It’s like I’m on the same playing field with them. And I’m never afraid of them and they never get me.
Not long ago, for you Elm Street fans, I had a dream where I was in the boiler room with the 4 teens from the original Elm Street and it was my job to save them from Freddy (who kept hiding from me) and get them out of the boiler room alive. And I did! Tina even thanked me! Then I woke up. So freakin weird man. I can’t explain why I have these dreams.
