Ever since I was a child I have had vivid and sometimes lucid dreams. As the years progressed became more and more aware of my dream state. I am 22 years old and when I am in bed alone I will not sleep without noise in the background. Whether that is a TV for noise and light or my cellphone. Which can i tell you that saying ” my phone died because i was watching youtube on it lastnight and so my alarm didn’t ring” is a horrible excuse to tell your boss for being late.
Anyway, there is one dream that once in a while creeps up on me and it has been a few years so, i have decided to share it with everyone. HERE WE GOOOO
I went to bed with the lamp and television on….
When I woke up my television is off and my lamp was only shining a few inches around itself. At this point, feeling’s of immense danger crept up on me. I immediately sat up in my bed and leaned over the bottom right corner of my bed towards my nightstand. When I pulled the metal string it clicked but it didn’t change the light was still only shining a couple inches around it. I realized in this moment that I had to be dreaming. I looked around my dark room and I saw the hallway light on through the crack under my door. I glanced over at the lamp again and saw the face of a man with red paint around his mouth and black paint covering up every other piece of him. He smiled with no teeth just a hollow black orifice. He had long and wild black hair. Although he only appeared for a second I was terrified. I threw my blanket over my face and shut my eyes to try and wake myself up. After two tries it was no use I was stuck in this dream at least for a little while longer. When I pulled my blanket off I realized the hallway light was still on. I didn’t want the dark-faced man to show up again so, I ran towards the hallway and threw open my door. I went towards my grandmother’s room which is next to mine. When I walked in and shut the door gun shot sounds became almost dulling. I ducked as low as I could and could hear the bullets gracing the back of my neck as I lay in fetal-like position. When the shots subsided I lifted my head cautiously to look for my grandmother and what I saw was nothing short of extraordinary. In her room there were no bullet holes. Everything was perfectly in tact and my grandmother sat up in her bed with a concerned look on her face. Then next to her bed was another bed of the exact same layout with a woman who looked exactly like her but, she had a menacing look on her face. This evil faced woman began yelling at me and though her words sounded like white noise it gave me the unhinging urge to retreat. The issue here was that I could not leave my sweet grandmother alone in there with this evil doppelganger. I yelled to her so she could leave with me but, no sound left my lips. Then, miraculously the floor under the evil granny started to dissipate and she fell through. I saw this as a perfect opportunity to grab my grandmother and leave the house. I ran up to her bedside and grabbed her by the wrist. when I made it downstairs I realized her wrist was no longer in my grasp. She was now sitting in a recliner next to the evil granny. I begged and pleaded with my grandmother to leave with me but, she would not budge. She still could not hear a word I was saying and I then realized a second time that I was dreaming. So, I ran upstairs to my room and shut the door. I walked to my bed and looked over to the left where my lamp was. The black-faced man began to grin and I ran and hid under my covers. I attempted to wake myself up. The man was now in front of the edge of my bed. I covered myself again and began pleading with my body to wake up. This time when I peeked up the man was climbing onto my bed. The third time I didn’t stop until I felt my body completely jolt up. When I finally woke up I was in my room and it was the morning. My TV was sat there playing Disney Channel and my lamp was on how I had left it as well.
After having this dream a few times I became accustomed to the idea of knowing I am dreaming and controlling my anxiety. Just long enough to escape my dreams. What I find so terrifying about the dream is that I sleep with the lights on to escape the dark and then I ended up dreaming of the dark I fear most. I have spent countless nights trying to break night that now I only fall asleep when I am absolutely exhausted.
tell me your crazy nightmare experiences or if you have had lucid experiences!!!
thank you for reading