posted on May, 30 2009 @ 01:34 AM
Reminds me of a reaper dream I had when I was a teenager. One to this day I still can not forget.
I woke up ( or I thought i woke up) . I was getting ready for school. Looking for what clothes I was going to wear. I hear someone knocking on my
bedroom window. I went to go look, and pulled up the blinds. There was the reaper.
It was the black cloak, no face, just red eyes. I could feel it penetrating into my soul. It was trying to get inside me. At this point the room turns
red and this red light is flashing. There is a strange music playing that I could only say in person, as it was sound not words. Everything went slow
motion. I tried to run from it but I could feel it pushing on my chest. I got out of the room, and into the bathroom where I jumped into the bathtub
full of water. For some reason in the dream, it could not hurt me there. My brother was also in the tub and suddenly we turned into frogs. Then I woke
up,.... BUT I STILL WAS NOT AWAKE. I thought I was and was shaken by this dream. I went out into the living room, turned off the alarm system and put
on my morning inspector gadget. AGAIN, knocking on the window, and I said no way am I going near it this time, but I hear my brothers voice calling my
name and telling me he is locked out. So I go and open the back door, he comes in and then his eyes turn red and he starts choking me. This time
I really did wake up.
I had nightmares like this so bad that year, where I was so afraid to sleep I had to get medication, and would fight to take it , I was so terrified.
I was about 15 years old. I would have dreams of demon possession, seeing my family murdered in cold blood etc. Was horrible.
Another thing to note, my bedroom was strange. The motion detector always went off in that room, all the time. I heard pigs oinking outside the window
once, and got my parents and they heard it too. My dad went outside while my mom and I looked out the window. We could hear them, but none of us from
either side of the window saw them. I moved out on my own a year later and all those dreams abruptly stopped.
My little brother was afraid of that room, and swears he saw someone come through the ceiling and left a burn mark, though there was no mark. I used
to hear large footsteps in the attic above it, I would tell my mom and she would say it was a bird. I said well it must be BIG bird.
I still think there was some kind of demon in that room as I could feel it trying to posses me in those dreams. There were more experiences , but too
long to type.