OP here! I'm gonna post another.
I remember the dream vividly. In the dream, I was lying in bed. I was sleeping, but I could see what was going on around me. I saw Slenderman standing in the corner of my room. The dream was only that, until the dream version of me woke up. When that happened, Slenderman attacked me. Then the real me woke up.
Last night I had a dream that I was in some weird town place and I was with a black haired boy who was actually sort of attractive. We were walking around the town when we saw a house that seemed to be falling apart? We ignored it and continued onwards but then we saw some other houses that were also falling apart, one was leaking and beginning to flood the neighborhood and another had two distorted looking lamps and they were sparking a little bit and pointing down. Me and the black haired boy decided to seek shelter in a nearby school but the the boy turned on me and pulled out a hammer and began to chase me with it. I ran down a tan hallway that had all sorts of words scribbled on both the wall and the floor, words such as "your fault" and "don't leave". That kind of stuff. He had hit me quite a few times with the hammer and I was bloody when I found a crowbar and I hit him with it multiple times, killing him.
When I left, these girls that I knew were angry with me and wanted to know why I killed our friend but when I tried to explain everything to them, they wouldn't believe me and then I got sent to jail.
Wow. Sounds pretty creepy.
I was at the beach and we were staying in a tower like structure as a hotel. It had 3 floors. The first floor was a living room, the second floor was a bed room, and the third floor was filled with nothing but skeletons. My mother told me that the skeletons sometimes come to life. They came to life and we left and went home. I remember hanging out with my friend Isaiah but something seemed off about him.
It's funny to think that some of my dreams have names, and I can remember things in detail, like a number sequence.
Last morning I was sleepy and so I had a dream.
I was in a baby's party, this baby was still developing itself, and I really didn't want to go to the party. Some of my old friends were there, and an old teacher too… well this part doesn't matter. What really made me curious was a movie I was watching with an old man. The name of the movie was Secondary Girl Suicide, and it was a very comic animation. The girl had red hair and it was very beautiful and long. The only thing she did until I wake up was walk, walk to school. There was a thief, he was dark-haired and he saved a blond little guy life's. I think, because well.. he killed him after he saved him. Not in purpose. All parts of his body were cut… I don't know. But the girl, the girl was kind of the author's waifu, which name was Sato. He used to treat her like she was the princess of the moon. So I was learning about Sato, and he was an artist that liked to paint strange things, like stomachs and… poop? Ya, It was strange. The name of his studio was Sato Art… When I woke up I researched for it but didn't find anything like the dream I had.