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I can still have back in college dreams where I've missed class or don't have an assignment. I obviously got scarred with my real experiences, as when I wake up I find it ridiculous to still have such anxiety to try and fix what was broken so long ago. It doesn't help that they usually are combined with the regular impediment of my bad dreams of not being able to move well, just walking is like being in quicksand.
The weirdest dream I've had in my adult life that still bugs me was some liminal horror from watching too many Backroom type videos. I can't recall the setup or anything, all I can remember is that I was looking up at the sky and the sky was becoming not darker but felt like it was closing in and projecting an oppressive feeling, and there was this ominous low level sound that was paralizing me. Nothing appeared, nothing happened (except I woke suddenly), but that hopeless feeling was terrible.