- Jun 9, 2004
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Over the last few years I've had several dreams where I end up waking up actually praying. Like you would wake up talking in your sleep. I can remember very vividly and in all most perfect detail the thing that is trying to hurt me or my family. Most of the dreams involve my sister my mom and an aunt. Most of the time those same people in every dream. This time it was a little different.
It was me my sister and an uncle(both of them where only there for a few
minutes) and we where in my room or what turned into my room(dream logic). There was this little witch, yes she was a real witch, calling on demons and using...I think it was hoodoo and voodoo or what ever. She was a little more than two feet tall, wearing a blue sack cloth dress, stringy hair couldnt tell if it was blond or gray. And her skin was purpleish gray, if it wasnt for that distorted grin on her face she might have been pretty, but at the same time her face kept changing. Every time she would call on a demon or cast a spell her face would go all grey and her mouth would get this like across it like Jack Skelingtons(from nightmare before christmas) mouth execpt not smiling. She also had very very thing long arms, but they where strong arms for being so thin.
She kept casting spells on me and trying to cut my head off saying she wanted it for her staff. The staff already had a head on it. It was like a large decaying shrunken head. I tried every thing I could to get her to stop, from taking that staff and knocking her over the head with it, bashing her into a wall all the time I was praying and rebuking her. I just waned her to stop talking so I could find out why she was doing this. She was also coming at me with rather large a knife and that dadgum staff of hers. Finally some how I ended up grabing her by the arms and carried her to my mom who was asking me what was going on and then I woke up.
This last dream has really disturbed me, and since my laptop was right here when I woke up.....I"m about to go see if my mom is up.
It was me my sister and an uncle(both of them where only there for a few
minutes) and we where in my room or what turned into my room(dream logic). There was this little witch, yes she was a real witch, calling on demons and using...I think it was hoodoo and voodoo or what ever. She was a little more than two feet tall, wearing a blue sack cloth dress, stringy hair couldnt tell if it was blond or gray. And her skin was purpleish gray, if it wasnt for that distorted grin on her face she might have been pretty, but at the same time her face kept changing. Every time she would call on a demon or cast a spell her face would go all grey and her mouth would get this like across it like Jack Skelingtons(from nightmare before christmas) mouth execpt not smiling. She also had very very thing long arms, but they where strong arms for being so thin.
She kept casting spells on me and trying to cut my head off saying she wanted it for her staff. The staff already had a head on it. It was like a large decaying shrunken head. I tried every thing I could to get her to stop, from taking that staff and knocking her over the head with it, bashing her into a wall all the time I was praying and rebuking her. I just waned her to stop talking so I could find out why she was doing this. She was also coming at me with rather large a knife and that dadgum staff of hers. Finally some how I ended up grabing her by the arms and carried her to my mom who was asking me what was going on and then I woke up.
This last dream has really disturbed me, and since my laptop was right here when I woke up.....I"m about to go see if my mom is up.
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