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Since I was younger, I always had this reoccuring dream. I could never explain why I had it or what could have caused it. But needless to say, I have always been terrfied by it.
In the first dream, there is an old, run-down house. It's a white, two story house, with a long front porch and a white door. The pillars holding the roof of the porch seem to be wavering in support, and the paint chipped just like the rest of the wooden house. I couldn't quite make out the other smaller details, since it was night time in my dream.
I took two steps toward the house, when suddenly the door swings open, revealing a dark doorway. Somehow, I know that I'm supposed to go through there. I've never been sure why.
Have you ever had that horrbily terrifed feeling... But forgot why you were scared in the first place? Or what you should be scared of? That's how I feel, everytime I have this dream.
Something that terrfies me even more is that when I wake up, I feel as if someone is watching me. As if someone were standing just inches from my bedside, staring at me. I can never look to see what it could be, but I always convince myself that I was still dreaming.
But everything felt so real. That's when I have the other dream.
I'm standing in my front yard, looking at the moon. I feel at peace, one with myself. Suddenly, the most uneasy feeling comes over me, as if there was a presence coming. That's when the moon turns a blood red. I feel as if there is someone holding me in place, holding me captive in my own dream. I try to wake up, but sleep is heavy on me. Then I hear faint whispers. Louder, louder, louder, till the whispers overcome my screaming.
Then I wake up. My heart racing, and the whispers still ringing in my head. The dream has haunted me since I was a young child, and I have never truly found out what it means....
.....And for some reason, I get the strange feeling that I shouldn't.