I am walking around the house and suddenly the basement door opens and I get sucked downstairs via telekinesis or something into the dark unfinished part of my basement where there's this plastic gorilla toy super-emposed upon. My vision then gets blurry and I feel like I'm getting swarmed by bugs, then I wake up.
I don't have this dream anymore, and oddly enough I'm now working towards becoming an environmental scientist who aims to protect nature and endangered species (I.E. The gorilla).

Oddly enough the most common kind of nightmares I have today are really minor but incredibly realistic. For example, I may have a nightmare where I sleep in one morning when I wanted to wake up early to watch an early morning TV show.
Really, I seem to always have nightmares about the smallest things that would bum me out in the real world. Sometimes it's hard to tell in that sense if I'm even awake or just think I'm awake.

I had this dream a few years ago and it's still one of the few dreams I can remember to this day (Like Cipichan I can barely remember my dreams). I'm standing on top of a large aztec pyramid in a lush tropical jungle that is all situated on an island floating in the sky surrounded by big white clouds. I sort of just naturally leaned off the edge of the pyramid and dived down into the puffy white clouds but it didn't feel like I was falling, more like navigating through a maze of clouds and blue sky. I woke up soon after I think.
I think I remember this dream so well because I began to think that everyone has an inner sanctuary that we create with our own minds and that that particular floating aztec island may have very well been my own sanctuary. Unfortunately I never had that same dream again.