My Demon Dream

I’m 12 years old and I went to sleep like any normal kid would at 10:00 PM one night. Then I had one of those dreams that everyone hates. You know the ones where you are paralyzed (sleep paralysis) in your bedroom and can’t speak. Well my dream goes like this:

I thought I was awake but I wasn’t. Then I heard scratching noises on the wall beside me. Then I tried to get off my bed but couldn’t so I slightly moved my left arm over the edge of the bed and that’s when I felt it.

I could feel sharp teeth digging into my hand. I tilted my head over the edge of the bed and saw a creature kneeled over on the floor staring at me with red eyes and its spine sticking out. It was ugly, so boney and skinny with pitch black skin and sharp teeth and glowing red eyes. It wasn’t tall, it was a little short creature.

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Are They Dreams Or Warnings?

I have written several stories to be added to the site. There were many other paranormal events that has happened in my life. I thought I would share the story of a dream I have had.

I was married the first time in 1970. My husband then had left to go on a business trip out of town with several other co-workers. He was to return home on April the 9 1970.

It was on my birthday when the phone rang one night, it was him singing happy birthday to me on the phone. After we had small talk for a while, I said, we better get off this phone we wont be able to pay for the calls. His reply back was, don’t worry about it, you will have plenty of money cause I will never make it back home.

I tried to change the subject, he was always saying things out of the normal, he had made me uneasy. We got off the phone.

I went to bed that night about 11:00 just as the news had come on. I wasn’t one to watch the news so I went on to bed.

I had a dream that he was killed. It was so real. I smelled the flowers around, saw people there, it was a very detailed dream. I awoke to what I thought was the alarm clock.

After I got more alert I realized it was the door bell. I looked at the clock, it was 1:00 am. I knew there was a problem.

When I opened the door it was some friends of the family. When I saw the look on their faces I knew then he was gone. He had left for home that night after we talked and never made it just as he knew he wouldn’t .

Written by Gail gambrell Copyright 2008

     
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