(Tonight)
A giant house. Like a mansion. I'm running down the hall way and turn around to see a very creepy looking boy standing there staring at me. In my mind I know I have had enough of dreaming about this house so I chase the boy to try and put an end to it all. Next thing I know im almost awake and can hear myself screaming. My girlfriend shakes me and wakes me up to find out whats the matter. I finally break down and tell her about a recurring night terror I have been having. It's not always the same dream, but the same house...

It all started about two years ago, I was sleeping in my apartment. The dream started off with me walking through this giant house, knowing that something was following me or watching me. I feel extremely tortured while im in this house. Almost like its infested with bad ghosts, or spirits if you will. They are extremely bad spirits and I feel as if they all want to hurt me. There is one in particular that I feel is in charge. I can see parts of this house. Try and open the door to go outside I can see the green outside and I can see the sun outside but the door is locked and I have to remain in this evil place. I make my way downstairs. Its a giant basement, the only light to be seen is fifty feet away with one single light bulb hanging . I move towards the light for reasons unknown. Underneath the light is a small bed and I lay on it. Feels like 40 or 50 pairs of hand grab me from inside the bed and drag me straight down. My mind tells me im on my way to hell. I scream at the top of my lungs and wake up in a cold sweat.


seven months ago. I have started my dreaming process and eventually end up in this house again. Full well knowing that I have been here before and its time to start exploring.(Almost like a lucid dream I am consciously aware of everything I am doing but have no control). This was the longest dream of my life. It felt like hours moving from room to room, and every time I went into a different area there was something or someone staring at me in the mirror I just could never build up the courage to look, and when I went for the exit I felt like I was being chased out. I strongly felt as if something malevolent was trying to intentionally torture me. I almost want to call him the demon of the house. He keeps pulling me back in and wont let me leave until I am done sleeping or I am physically or verbally woken up. I feel like my sleep is being stolen and there is nothing I can do about it. Someone please help me its getting to the point where I am afraid to go to sleep in fear that this is where I will end up for the night.

I have more dreams than these. They are shorter and I could go on for a long time but I felt as if this was enough.