Best Dream: I was sitting on a small hill on a bright and breezy afternoon with one of my in-person friends. Below the hill was a stone bridge that arched over a laughably small river that we could have walked across instead of going on the bridge. The overall scenery had a slightly brighter contrast to take notice of but not enough to be fantastical. On the other side of the stone bridge was a dense forest, but we didn't cross the bridge or check out the forest. I was content on sitting on the hill and talking with my friend.
The sun was pleasantly warm on the skin, and the breeze was just enough that you could hear it, but it wasn't an overpowering gust, so I spent a good deal of my dream leaning back on my elbows and soaking up everything. It was the most peace I had in my entire life. Eventually I asked my friend if I had absolutely had to go back, and he said yeah. So I did what I always do when I have enough mental awareness in my dreams: I pulled out a gun and shot myself.
I never die in my dreams when I kill myself. I still have full awareness and just lay there with a reassuringly heavy body, but I was filled with that indescribable bliss and completion, with the sun and wind, on that nice grassy hill.
Worst Nightmare: I dreamt that I was in my bed in the pitch black, but I knew something was there at the bedside. Even though it was so dark I couldn't see in front of my hand, I saw a figure that was even darker. There was almost no sound in my dream, but what little there was had a muffled effect, like my ears were underwater. Instinctively I rolled to the side of the bed where the wall was and tried to squeeze myself between the gap where the wall met the bed, but I felt black bony fingers digging into my arm and trying to pull me out of the bed.
It managed to drag me out far enough that my legs were hanging off the bed, and then that's when it silently climbed on top of me. This is the part of the dream where I have to disclose that I hate having my neck touched. In real life and in dreams. But in dreams, the sensation is 10x worse. So the monster gripped my neck, and my neck felt like that thing where you're aware of your nose and it gets that indescribable throbbing sensation, and you mix that with an uncomfortable tingle. I pinned the fingers down with my face and shoulder and told myself that it was all a dream and that I needed to wake up. After a few times saying this, I did.