posted on Sep, 17 2007 @ 01:52 PM
I have a weird dream to add. I think this involves shadow people but not 100% sure. It was indeed strange.
I was dreaming that I was in this dark almost empty auditorium. More like those big ones back in the days of Rome. there weren't that many people but
I remember the person on stage wasn't a good person. And the little people around the auditorium weren't 'human'. I couldn't tell how I knew, I
just knew. Then it hit me that 'this is a dream' so I decided to 'take control of it'. I don't remember doing anything unusual, just walking
about and stuff. At one point it look like if I was in a theater ( hence the auditorium) but time time I was backstage and I went from room to room,
running into people who again weren't 'human'. I came up to this 'western' scene, the pile of hay, the wooden sticks where u tie your horse to. I
was on my way to my parents graveyard. I felt very emotional as if something bad happened or I made a decision where now I was sad about it and I
wanted to talk it over with my parents.
As I *think* i found the graveyard, at some point I notice someone was behind me. I knew this wasn't a good person and I dont recall if we talked but
as this person was getting closer to me I heard this loud noise as if someone bump into a pile of trashcans. At that moment i 'woke' up. I always
have my bedsheet covering my face and I sleep with a lamp on. And as I was 'looking' at my dream and seeing the light through my bedsheet, I saw
this shadow creeping from the bottom of where i could see the sheets. Next thing i know I 'felt' being wrapped in something as if I was getting
kidnapped, and I think I heard voices. At this point I was screaming, or had my mouth opened but no sound. I finally got to move and I was in bed
fully awake now. Of course scared to death.
I took this as a sleep paralysis moment where my mind woke up b4 my body did. Now why did it wake up in the first place? Weird enough last night,
around 3:13am I was working on my business class. I heard this LOUD crash (as if you had a plastic box full of bottles and metals). And I thought i
sounded as if all the shampoo bottles in the bathroom fell. Of course I got creeped out because its not the first time I heard this sound. It doesn't
happen often but it happens often enough to know its not the wind doing it.
An hour later, I went to get a drink. I searched the rooms for anything on the floor. Found nothing.