A reality shifting nightmare

Sorry in advanced for any grammar errors. Its kind of a long read but i found this nightmare to be absolutely fascinating. I wanted to keep dreaming to find out what would happen. I think this nightmare was book or movie worthy and maybe one day ill make that happen.I was in a nice neighborhood and i was living with a family that i have never meet or seen irl. I assume i was the parents daughter and they treated me as such. Everything was beautiful. We had a house made of dark wood and a green roof. There were neighbors but they were spread out and we were all surrounded by tall forest trees. I feel like i was seeing things from the perspective of a ten year old. Everything seemed much bigger to me and i was short. The trees felt like giants towering over me and i couldnt see the ends of them in the sky. I was very mezmorized by this place.Then we were inside and the family was sitting at a table. It was my birthday. I dont know how old i was turning but the mother brought a cake and presents to the table. We ate and then it was time to open the presents. I had a girl sibling. She gave me a cd i assume of my favorite music and my father gave me a rand new gaming system. I was ecstatic. And then i opened my moms gift and it was strange. In a glass case there was this shard of I guess glass. Almost like a fancy rock. It was shiny and gleamed different colors depending on the way you held it in the light. I found this gift odd. No kid wants a shiny rock for their birthday.Later that night in my room i decided to look at the rock again. This is when my clumsy childrem fingers dropped the case and it shattered leaving the stone in open air. I swept the shards of glass under my dresser and then it happened. I picked up the stone.Suddenly it was like my reality shifted. I was no longer in the cozy house that i loved. There were cockroaches on the ground the smell of stale cigarettes filled the air. The carpet under my feet felt sticky. I walked out of my room and into an unfamiliar cramped hallway that led into a livingroom. No one was there. My parents were gone. No one was home. No one to be found. I walked outside to see a sea of small trashy looking trailers all surrounding me. The smell of garbage filled the air. I walked down the small white stairs infront of me and began to just look around the neighborhood. Not a soul was in sight.After some wandering saw a black pick up truck approaching my direction. I was three houses down from the one o had come out of at this point. The truck came to a stop close to me. I started to feel anxious. A man got out that i had never seen before. He asked me what i had been doing out so late and talked with a sense as if he knew me. He seemed kind enough. He looked very strong. I was still too afraid and confused to say anything and i started to back away. He became more and more angry with his line of questioning with every step back that i took and the silent treatment and then he noticed the stone in my hand and things shifted.He was very angry that i had he stone in my hand. He asked me where i got it and told me to give it to him. I felt frozen in fear as he got louder and louder with his demands. His entire appearence began to change before my eyes. A shadow cast over his skin as he grew taller and wider. The pupils of his eyes disappeared leaving only eerie white holes. The shadows were expanding to the ground around him when suddenly I heard a woman shout run.So i did. I ran and he came soon behind. He managed to grab my ankle but i slipped away fast before he could gain a tight grip. I ran taking turns behind trailers. Left then right. Then left,left right. The man was slowed by his anger. While chasing me he would stop to pick things up and throw them like a garbage can in someones yard and even a persons cat.I got into someones backyard and saw a porch with just enough space below for me to crawl under. The man was still very far from me and i tried to catch my breath. I started to look at the shining stone and i felt disgusted. I tossed it on the ground next to me and then suddenly. I was back. Back to the beautiful neighborhood. But i was laying in the middle of the woods. It was the middle of the night. I was so shakin up. Was any of that even real? All i knew was that the stone clearly was a key to whatever hell I just went through. And why did my mom give it to me? After laying there looking at the stars trying to compress what had happened I left the stone behind and went back to my house. Everyone was dead asleep and i decided to join as well.When i woke up the next day in the dream, it seemed ordinary again. My dad was reading a newspaper and my little sister was playing in her room but I couldnt find my mom. I asked my dad where she was and he didnt know. I found this strange. He didnt seem to care that she was gone and neither did my sister. I went outside to look for her in the backyard then circling to the front. Her car was in the drive way. I stood there confused looking back and forth. I decided to give up my search and head inside and then behind me i heard her voice. She said " im right here sweetie", as if she knew i had been searching for her. She gently pushed me with her hands nudging me to walk inside and said "why dont you play in your room." I walked inside and headed in the hallway her following behind. At the door to my room she stopped me and whispered "i think you dropped this". Slipping something in my pocket. My gut knew what was in my pocket. It had to be the stone. But why did she want me to have the cursed thing?My father came walking down the hallway with a suspious look in his eyes. My mom opened my door nudging me inside. I heard my father greet my mom as she closed the door behind me. All i could hear was mumbling but they continued speaking in the hallway. I tried to listen in but i could only make out the tones of their voices. My mother sounded afraid and my dad was angry. I heard footsteps down the hall and a door slam. Maybe my mother was in trouble. Maybe the stone was the answer. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and reached my hand into my pocket.When i opened my eyes i was back to the dim unappealing trailer. I heard yelling and screaming through the thin walls. This time my family was home.i ran out of my room and found the door where the yelling was coming from. What i assume was my parents, were arguing inside but they didnt look like themselves. My mother was now instead a frail shorter, older lady and my dad was the man i had seen the night before. He knew shed given me the stone and he was angry. He was hitting her and screaming and yelling profanities at her. She was cowarding against a dresser just letting him do what he wanted. He didnt even notice me standing in the room. I knew that i needed to do something but what? I left the room and ran back outside. I decided to search the neighborhood again maybe for answers. Not long after walking I heard my father coming out of the trailer. He broke the door into shredds somehow instead of walking through it. He yelled for me to come back angrily so i began running.I took more turns. Right, left, right, left, right, right, left. As i ran i eventually saw something different. There was a small wooded area inbetween two trailers. I dashed into them hiding behind a bush. I could feel the vibrations of footsteps of my father getting closer to me. I was shaking with fear, i didnt know what to do next. I looked into the wooded area and saw something on the ground in the distances shining but I stayed put so i wouldnt blow my cover. My dad appeared outside the woods but now in his shadowy form. He knew i had entered them but he stayed put outside them as if he wasnt able to enter. He was upset. He called for me sweetly. "Baby, whered you go. Its okay, you can come out. I just want to talk." I was watching his shadowy figure through the bushes as he mimiced the sound of my father. Im safe in here. I decided to stand up and show myself to test my theory. When he saw me he shifted from sweet to malice again. He called me names and threated to kill me but he remained outside the woods unable to enter them. I ran to see what was shining on the ground and under a few leaves i found a golden key.When i picked up this key reality shifted a bit again. There was a thick smoke in the air making it harder to breathe. I smelled fire and everything became more of a golden red hue. Looking out at the neighborhood, the houses where reduced to shacks. Some had caught fire and now there were people outside. Everyone looked expressionless and most were missing some facial features. I saw a younger boy missing his mouth. A woman was missing her eyes. There was even a dog panting in the heat of the fire missing his tongue. Was i in hell?? Where does this key belong?My fathers form had changed as well. He was no longer swallowed by darkness. He was a lanky man with bad arm tattoos, a sweat stained wife beater and an uneven haircut. He was walking around the woods trying to see me inside. I knew I couldnt stay here forever and maybe this key will fix things. So i planned an escape from the woods. I took off on the opposite side of the woods that my father was standing on and made more turns. There was disaster everywhere though. Everything was burning and crumbling around me. Even worse the new form of my father was faster and he was gaining on me significantly. I ran making turns until i came to a dead end. A shack crumbled infront of me. I turned around to make an escape but my father was standind right behind me. He grabbed my hand looking for the stone but mistakenly grabbed the wrong hand. So i looked at him with a insincere grin chucking the key and stone into the fire behind me. But as soon as i dropped them i was at a pond in our nice neighborhood with bloody knees sitting on the ground with tears in my eyes. I had on a helmet now and i stared at the pond watching what i guess was my bike sinking to the bottom of the pond. I felt my dads arms wrap around me helping me to my feet. And unfortunately thats when i woke up.I wanted so badly to have a real ending to this dream. I feel like this dream could have been turned into a book or a film. It was so unique to any dream ive had and i remember it vividly. It felt so trippy shifting into different realities. via /r/Nightmares https://ift.tt/3iYG4uN