Today, me and my friends met for fun. You know, to eat and chat. And I didn't sleep for the past 2 nights so I was very exhausted. I fell asleep on my couch in the living room right after I came back home (around 4 pm). And I was having a nightmare... It was about this ghost/demon/whatever in the form of a child that took kids aging from 6-10 ish. I don't remember much now (good!) but there was scene where there were 3 beds lined vertically. That ghost came, dragging something... or someone. This lady and I were only ones in the room, and in the dream, I didn't know who that "kid" was. But I knew I should run. The lady told the ghost there were no children here. And I sighed in relief when I saw that the ghost was leaving. Then she added something SO unnecessary, which made the ghost come back. It was coming closer so I tried getting further away from it by switching beds. And something then happened... I think I was caught... (for some reason).

When I came conscious, I was tied and saw 4 women dressed in fancy purple dresses. The "elders" of the group told the youngest to deal with me... But here's a funny moment. She denied and said something about siblings or cousins. And one of the other women cried out in terror saying "She has buttons on her dress!" Then I realized that the other 3 were wearing silky dresses with clips and stuff, but the youngest was wearing kind of cottony dress and with buttons. I don't know why I wrote that. Not related xD
Anyway, I ran free I guess. I also don't know how the ghost kid and the 4 women were related to each other... But they were. In the end, police found kidnapped children hidden in big boxes underground. The boxes were ENORMOUS. You could fit an elephant and a half there. And there were several boxes like that. Completely filled with children. I past by them, but didn't dare to look at them. Some of them were still fresh, while the other ones were rotting... More things happened, but I can't recall them...
And well, that's the nightmare I had. The ridiculous thing is, I didn't wake up crying because of that. I was telling this to 2 other friends, one was older and the other one was in elementary school. The kid blew into my ear, which scared me. And I woke up, gasping and my hand on my ear. It was around 9 pm when I woke up so it was pretty dark. Not to mention I wasn't even in my room. And I was alone. Then I started crying for some reason. I guess the experience was scary... ?