This is a dream I actually had more than a year ago, I just don't think I've posted it anywhere. Still the absolute weirdest dream I've ever had (and that's really, really saying something).
The weird thing about it was that, unlike practically every other dream I've had, neither I nor anyone else I know was in it at all, and it actually had a plot that made a bit of sense - the whole thing was more like a little movie playing in my head, with actors, scenes, and everything. It started with this woman walking along some train tracks in the woods late at night. All of a sudden there's this freaky laughter, and the woman falls down a random mine shaft or off a cliff or something, lands on some piece of machinery, and dies. The scene switches to show a crazy, disheveled old man standing where the woman fell from, looking down and laughing insanely.
"Cut" to a little girl's birthday party, her dad and brother are there. Suddenly, the crazy old man from before shows up. He's apparently the girl's uncle or whatever. He's carrying a really huge present, and just leaves it on the porch or in the yard and leaves. The little girl opens the present... and
it's the dried up, mummified corpse of the dead woman. Only it's been lacquered and dressed up like a barbie doll now. For some reason the little girl totally buys it, and starts playing and dressing up this dead corpse just like a giant life sized doll.
Anyway, some more unimportant stuff happens, including the girl's dad telling a story of how his brother (the crazy uncle) got lost in a mine shaft as a kid and went insane because of it. Eventually the girl find outs the horrible truth when she accidentally snaps the doll's arm or leg off, revealing *dun dun DUUUNNN*
human bone inside.
Not entirely sure what happened after that... but I do know the dream ended with the little girl and her brother going into this freaky mansion owned by the crazy uncle, presumably never to be seen again...
THE END.

I should totally sell that to some movie studio, it'd make an awesome horror movie.
And don't even get me started on all the 2193409 other freaky dreams I've had. Like the one with the house made of... um... poo, and the one with the dancing fish monster that scared the crap out of me when I was three, and the one where Dorothy (from the Wizard of Oz) goes to prison for murder, and the one with the magical hamster eggs, and the one where I get lost in some freaky backwoods town populated by men in bear costumes and SCARY SCARY demon children with dogs' heads instead of hands and feet, and many many others I'm forgetting...
No, I don't take any interesting medication, why do you ask?