One of my very earliest memories as a child is a dream I had. This dream was very intense and I still remember it very vividly to this day. It has probably been one of the most powerful and intense experiences I have ever had. I will attempt to describe it as best I can and I look forward to reading some of your similar experiences, thoughts or reflections on this.

I must have been around the age of 4 when it happened, sleeping in my bed room and I began to dream; this dream was more of a traumatic nightmare than a dream.

It was as if I was passing (out of body) through a plain of a dark shade of purple that had frequent columns of 3d geometric shapes. This plain seemed to have no defined space or earth. When passing through this strange realm I began to hear incredibly loud shouting and screams as if someone was very angry at me, there was so much aggression in these shouts and I felt very terrified and traumatised by them
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Sometime during this I woke up, my mind still half asleep, but I am certain that I was awake with some form of consciousness. I was in complete darkness staring at the ceiling when I saw a shape, with looked to me like some kind of large pin shaped object. This pin then proceeded to slowly fall towards me, I tried rolling around in an attempt to get out of the way, but it was always homing in on me.

At this time I was terrified, crying and desperate, I ran to my mothers room and into her bed, she was trying to comfort me, it was making me feel better however when I glanced up at the ceiling the pin would reappear.

Eventually I calmed down and fell back to sleep in my mothers bed.

Care to interpret?