I woke up again. It was 12:30am, and I was covered in sweat. I have what is referred to as night terrors and I herd that I would out grow them, who ever said that was wrong. The dreams became less as I grew and I was able to tolerate them now but as kid they were terrifying. I always assumed it was something else, for in my dreams there was this thing that would speak to me. It would be the one to give me my nightmares.
Every night the voice would taunt me, I don't even remember a thing he said all I remember is that he was the cause of my night terrors. The only thing I can actually remember of him was that in one dream I talked him all night till I woke and he never got his chance to give me my nightmare. Then there were the dreams that I had to gather what toys I wanted to play with and if I didn't leave my room in time the door would shut and I would have a nightmare.
There were the ones that would be a regular dream and it would turn evil. I would fight to wake up as this demon or what ever it was invaded my dream. It would happen like this. Everything in the dream would turn black, a funny feeling would over come me. I couldn't move then it appeared usually it was red but sometimes I couldn't see it. It did nothing realy just scared me and kept me from waking. I would try to run but would get no where, I would try to scream but nothing would come out. It would the most terrifying incident in my life.
Then there were the ones where I would dream about being in bed and a count down would start, luckily I always woke before zero.
As I aged they went away but then returned. But I now have the ability to lucid dream allowing me total control over my dreams, I can now wake myself. The demon has no control over me, as soon as I feel him I wake. But then there was one time I tried to stay asleep to see what would happen, because I that time I couldn't remember how those ended. I couldn't bear it and woke myself up.
Then there was my last one, and I had these as well as a kid. I was dreaming normally and then I was lying down, it happened suddenly. I knew what was next for I remember these ones as a kid but woke a little to late, someone else in my dream, I looked at her and her face transformed into I don't know what but it was frightening.
And there were my ghost dreams, not like you think, sure I had those but they weren't very frightening at all, these were ordinary dreams with a spirit in it. The spirit was always behind a closed door and when I walked near the door I had the same strange feeling as I did with the demon.
I always hoped that one night I could face it, but there was one time I stopped it. I was in church when the feeling came upon me, this was quite a few years back and my last dream was only a few months back. In this dream though as the feeling came upon me I did something I never did before and never could do again, I shrugged it off and went back to my dream.
I always wanted to face this demon face to face, again. Again? Yes I saw him once as a child, standing at the foot of my bed, short, green, red eyes, brown cloak. As an adult I read a book about angels, demons and other spirits and he fit the description of the boogeyman. I am sure that's what I saw. But it wasn't what was in my dreams.
I wish I could face off with them both, and perhaps one time I will see them again in my dreams and I will try my best to stay asleep so I can tell this demon how he ruined my childhood and tortured me turning me into a quivering coward afraid of every dark corner of the room, refusing to sleep without a night light and with the door open. I will one day make this demon pay.
I used to dread going to sleep now I look forward to it so I can face off with my demon one day.
Every night the voice would taunt me, I don't even remember a thing he said all I remember is that he was the cause of my night terrors. The only thing I can actually remember of him was that in one dream I talked him all night till I woke and he never got his chance to give me my nightmare. Then there were the dreams that I had to gather what toys I wanted to play with and if I didn't leave my room in time the door would shut and I would have a nightmare.
There were the ones that would be a regular dream and it would turn evil. I would fight to wake up as this demon or what ever it was invaded my dream. It would happen like this. Everything in the dream would turn black, a funny feeling would over come me. I couldn't move then it appeared usually it was red but sometimes I couldn't see it. It did nothing realy just scared me and kept me from waking. I would try to run but would get no where, I would try to scream but nothing would come out. It would the most terrifying incident in my life.
Then there were the ones where I would dream about being in bed and a count down would start, luckily I always woke before zero.
As I aged they went away but then returned. But I now have the ability to lucid dream allowing me total control over my dreams, I can now wake myself. The demon has no control over me, as soon as I feel him I wake. But then there was one time I tried to stay asleep to see what would happen, because I that time I couldn't remember how those ended. I couldn't bear it and woke myself up.
Then there was my last one, and I had these as well as a kid. I was dreaming normally and then I was lying down, it happened suddenly. I knew what was next for I remember these ones as a kid but woke a little to late, someone else in my dream, I looked at her and her face transformed into I don't know what but it was frightening.
And there were my ghost dreams, not like you think, sure I had those but they weren't very frightening at all, these were ordinary dreams with a spirit in it. The spirit was always behind a closed door and when I walked near the door I had the same strange feeling as I did with the demon.
I always hoped that one night I could face it, but there was one time I stopped it. I was in church when the feeling came upon me, this was quite a few years back and my last dream was only a few months back. In this dream though as the feeling came upon me I did something I never did before and never could do again, I shrugged it off and went back to my dream.
I always wanted to face this demon face to face, again. Again? Yes I saw him once as a child, standing at the foot of my bed, short, green, red eyes, brown cloak. As an adult I read a book about angels, demons and other spirits and he fit the description of the boogeyman. I am sure that's what I saw. But it wasn't what was in my dreams.
I wish I could face off with them both, and perhaps one time I will see them again in my dreams and I will try my best to stay asleep so I can tell this demon how he ruined my childhood and tortured me turning me into a quivering coward afraid of every dark corner of the room, refusing to sleep without a night light and with the door open. I will one day make this demon pay.
I used to dread going to sleep now I look forward to it so I can face off with my demon one day.
