Two different memories but from same age period, but I don't know what age. Around 3-4 years, perhaps?
1) I saw a dream where I was eating porridge. Suddenly porridge grew teeth, started flying, and hunted me around the room.
2) In my daycare center they had sleeping alcoves for napping time placed in ordinary closet shelves (it was very early 80s...). I loved that arrangement. When they closed the closet door, there I was, walls all round me, feeling safe and comfortable. I still like cramped spaces. I lean against the wall and push my head in space between my bed and a wall when I'm sleeping.
Funny thing is, that I never got nightmares from movies, except Boris Karloff's Frankenstein, which wasn't even my first horror-genre movie, and Threads, what-if-documentary about nuclear war, which honestly is one of those very few really eldritch horror things that can be very bad for anyone's mental health
1) I saw a dream where I was eating porridge. Suddenly porridge grew teeth, started flying, and hunted me around the room.
2) In my daycare center they had sleeping alcoves for napping time placed in ordinary closet shelves (it was very early 80s...). I loved that arrangement. When they closed the closet door, there I was, walls all round me, feeling safe and comfortable. I still like cramped spaces. I lean against the wall and push my head in space between my bed and a wall when I'm sleeping.
I have similar memory about A Nightmare on Elm Street. I was probably 8-10 years old. My sister and her boyfriend were watching it from a rental VHS-tape and I peeked thru the crack in the door and tried to not get caught. It pretty much started my interest on horror movies.
Funny thing is, that I never got nightmares from movies, except Boris Karloff's Frankenstein, which wasn't even my first horror-genre movie, and Threads, what-if-documentary about nuclear war, which honestly is one of those very few really eldritch horror things that can be very bad for anyone's mental health
