To give you all some background knowledge on my experiences with creepy dreams, a couple years ago I used to have this dream nearly every night where a huge black figure would pull be to the end of my bed. The creepy part is that in the dream, I'd be wearing the same pajamas I wore that night. Also, if the figure pulled me to the bottom right of my bed, for example, I'd wake up on the bottom right of the bed.
Last night, I fell asleep around 2 am. Each dream was probably about 5 minutes long, because I stopped having them around 2:30. Keep in mind that every dream took place in my bedroom. Dream #1: a cackling voice coming from an unknown body was giving me indeciprable orders and I tried to open my eyes to wake myself, but couldn't. All I'd see was whiteness. In the second dream, I hear little children off in the distance laughing, and I got the sense they were running from something. I thought at first that they were ouside my house, but then I realized it was past 2 am and that's when I realized I had to wake up. But again, I could't open my eyes and when I tried, only whiteness met me in my dreams. The third dream consisted of several voices mumbling jumbled thoughts I couldn't make out. It sounded like they were all around me. Again, I couldn't wake up and when I tried, only blackness met my eyes. In the fourth dream, I had this stronge sense that I needed to get out of my room. I raced to my door, feeling like I was treading through water. I reached my door, trying to get to my mom's room for safety, but all that met me was blackness. The hallway and my mom's room were gone. Then I woke up. In the fifth dream, a boy probably a little younger than me was rocking on this rocking horse in the center of myroom, laughing as if he was mocking me. He wouldn't stop and again I tried to open my eyes, but couldn't. The sixth and final dream was by far the freakiest. This time I wasn't in my room, but when I tried to open my eyes to wake up, all I saw was blackness and static, like on a television when it's not working. Then my own face, red and twisted in a demonic-like way before my eyes sneered, "I worship the god of the devil." Wtf does that even mean? Then, I woke up, my heart racing. I swear on my life and swear on all of my dead relatives' graves that all of this is true.
Does anyone have any clue what this means? Has anyone else had similar dreams and what happened to you? Did you resolve them? Do you still have them? Share your stories and insight!
7 years ago