I've had some really bizarre dreams in my life, but the scariest has to have been the one I had last night.
I was a caveman. Me and a cave-buddy of mine (he was my best friend or my brother, I don't remember which but I know I knew in the dream) were out hunting and picking berries to take back to the cave we lived in. It was a bright, beautiful sunny day and nothing could have possibly gone wrong.
Well, it did.
Suddenly, out of the distance there came this large-but-small dinosaur. Immediately I felt a sense of panic and utter dread and knew that something was terribly wrong. My cave-buddy was ahead of where I was and was standing just beside the dinosaur. The next thing I knew, I heard screaming. Not just any screaming, but real, genuine oh-my-God-I'm-getting-ripped-to-shreds screaming, the worst death scream that I could ever have imagined in my life. I knew it was over for my buddy. I began to feel completely sick as the screaming continued, and then the dream turned really graphic and blood was everywhere. My friend's head was gone but I could still hear the screaming, and blood was billowing out of his body like a fountain. The dinosaur finished him up, and at this point I felt an emotion I've never experienced before. I don't really know how to describe it, other than I felt completely sick, saddened, and totally afraid for my life. I knew it was over for me too. I began to ran but then I think I tripped and the next thing I knew my alarm clock was going off. I cannot tell you how relieved I was to discover I wasn't dead.
As simple as that dream sounds, it was truly the scariest dream I've ever had. I don't even know what caused it. I did eat a sandwich before bed last night but I've done that a lot in the past before without any strange side effects. My brain just decided to create a nightmare involving dinosaurs and death I guess. I'm not really afraid of death though, and I'm certainly not afraid of dinosaurs, yet the fear I experienced in that dream will never be forgotten and I'm pretty sure I won't be able to look at a picture of a dinosaur without remembering it for the rest of my life.
Gotta love our subconscious sometimes, eh?