Waking To A Scary ThingMost times a demon, or a devil or whatever one should name it, hunts me in dreams and force me to.. well... endure pain.
The demon will talk to me about a lot of things if it capture me, and not only talk... I would listen, and more and more often I would stop and listen to the demon. It did hurt me a lot, but if I did not flee it did not hurt me.
I learned it was trying to teach me something, to be obedient of sorts, but I would always decide to run to be free.
One fatefull day, this demon in the dream forced me to remain in the dream realm, and a lot of things happen. I could for once not go back to my body or wake my body. The demon made sure I would die to become a part of that world again. I was fighting for my life to gain concious, it took me five days to find a way to return to my body. Somehow I was able to.
Sometimes I cleanse my room with smoke pin stuff, which I know calms spirits.I would take it all around my room, and a extra circle over my beed to keep sure it would not come over me when I sleep if it broke in. One time, something really hissed at me terrifyingly so.
"Heeehhr!" kind of hissing sound. Others there would be something trying to enter my room, but I always closed my door with a key. Often something would climb over me, or talk to me through the wall. Beging for help, asking to open the door... (have a creepy storage room right beside my bed).
One time while I dreamt of the demon and fleed to the real world in the middle of a fight, the demon had almost cut of my ear with a sword in the dream, and the ear had the same wound when I woke up because I conected back at the wrong moment. Bloody ear... It healed, but when I wear sunglasses the other side is a little shorter. Sometimes I would after waking up take a shower, to find myself bloody at places impossible. Specially if I had been drowning in blood in a dream or swimming through it. My clothes would be torn but not any wounds on my body if I woke. One time... the demon really attacked me, leaving me to fear sleeping without a sleeping mask.
I woke one night, finding that my eyes were open and a blue figure was over me.
I feelt the weight of the person, saw the hands, the face was getting clearer as it inched closer to me in the dark. As I became aware I was awake and that this scene I woke to was not a pleasent one, I closed my eyes in fright. Not more than two seconds later hands slamed by my head at bote sides, and I could feel a breath into my ear as something screamed into my ear. I was defently not sleeping again that night, but I dared not to open my eyes. It took forever for the sun to rise, but it finally did, and when I feelt the warm sun on my eyelids I opened them and saw around my room.
The store rooms door was open wide, even though it is hard to open it.
My room was sealed shut. No windows open, no doors open, and I was lying awake the whole night waiting for dawn. No one left while I was there, no one came. After that I moved my bead infront of the storeroom door so it would not be opened by anything while I sleept again, but more creepy sounds emitt from that place. I try to ignore it, and all, but it's hard.
I can still see it sometimes... it's waiting to pain me truthfully again.
Barlong 22-25, F 6 Responses 3 Dec 30, 2011