I woke up in my bed but nobody was there. I was a bit freaked out so I walked downstairs and suddenly saw every single person I had ever spoken to ever in the TV room. They were all sitting down, their eyes glued to the TV. They were watching what was my favorite movie at the time. I tried to sit down with them, but there wasn't enough space. I went into the kitchen to watch it from a far distance, since there was no where else to.
Then it just got stranger.
In the back of my kitchen is a door. The dream was from the point of view so that you could both see me sitting down and the door. A shadow started to approach the door. A really freaking weird shadow. I can still recall it. It's head was SUPER deformed and it had a very long neck. I never saw the rest of the body, I don't think.
In the dream I had no idea that the shadow was approaching, but my subconscious self knew. I had to watch as the shadow slowly got closer and closer. It got SO freaking close. It was just about to grab me, but before that ever happened I always woke up.
I had the exact same dream just about every other night for three years. None of them were different in any way.
It was super disturbing to me, but it gets even stranger.
I found out that if I slept on one side of the bed, I would not have any nightmares. If I slept on the right side, I would have that exact nightmare. I tested this out several times and started to sleep on that side. I was seriously not bothered by that dream again until after I moved.
When I was 11 in a completely different house, I had a dream involving the shadow from my dream. I can only remember bits of it, but I do remember that the background of the dream was all pitch black. A circle of people were holding hands together and candles lit the room. The shadow was there.
Then, I CAN'T get this out of my memory no matter how hard I try:
The shadow turned on a flashlight, but his face was still not revealed. (I don't think he had one.) In a raspy and disturbing voice, it whispered "I. Will. Be. Back."
After that, I've never dreamed of him again. I am thirteen years of age now and this still scares the hell out of me.
Do you guys have any idea what this could have meant?
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