I’m standing in the middle of the formal dining room at my grandparents house. There’s a large picture window on one wall and the room is wide and opens into an adjacent room. There’s an old grandfather clock in the corner. I stand there, taking in my surroundings, sensing something wrong.
As I pan the room, I hear a hissing noise coming from under the grandfather clock. I am standing in the middle of the room and only dare to bend over slightly to see if I can find the source of the noise. I see a large box underneath and see what seems like a hundred writhing, hissing snakes. They start to escape the box and I’m paralyzed by fear.
I begin to realize that as the snakes slither out of the box, everything they come in contact with turns to stone. The entire grandfather clock is now stone and frozen permanently in time. I turn and begin running through the house, trying to warn everyone. But the snakes are so fast. I enter a room and see my family already turned to stone and I begin to cry.
I’m shaking as I back out of the room and I head for the front door. The snakes are gaining on me and I start to run in a panic. I feel hot tears streaming down my face and soon I’m running across an endless field of grass. Every time I look back, I see the snakes and the stone world they are leaving behind…
I’m not sure where this dream came from, but it was vivid and recurring for quite a long time in my youth. Needless to say, snakes are still not my favorite.
This post was part of Mama Kat’s weekly writing workshop. The writing prompt was “Childhood fears you’ve taken into your adult life”
That is a freaky dream!! I hate snakes too and I had a recurring dream that thousands of them were covering my house, breaking through the windows, coming through the fire place… eeeek! So I totally understand your dream! And the way you wrote it… I could see and feel everything taking place!!
Stopping by from Mama Kat’s… and so glad I did!
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ugh! I hate snakes!! My husband used to have some as a pet when he was a kid…I’ve told him there will NEVER be a snake in our house!
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That doesn’t sound like a very fun dream. I’m glad it wasn’t true as I would have been one of the stone people in the house!
Why is it only the bad ones are recurring? I had one that used to scare me too. I’m glad you did the workshop post again. I had been looking forward to it all week. Now I just need to get my butt in gear and participate next week!!!
ewww! Creepy! I had a recurring dream when I was a child that I never figured out either.
Ugh! I can relate to those kinds of dreams! I got the chills just reading it…..
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Aren’t recurring dreams strange. I have a few of those…even still!
That’s quite a Medusa inspired dream! Wonder what it means?
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