I am from San Francisco. This attack was made in two forms. The really bad stuff was through dreams, but it did get physical as time went on. It all started with the Ouija board, or I could be wrong, I had an aunt involved in witchcraft I was around alot. I had a feeling of being watched for a few days then I began to have these dreams. I knew something was different about them because of how detailed they were. I didn’t pay attention at the time cause there is nothing out of the ordinary if a 10 year old has a bad dream. Soon enough things got weird and as time went on it gained power. I have my theories but I would like to stick to the facts on this letter.
I only recall two dreams but there were many. This is why I recall this one. I dreamt that I was a 10 year old child in medieval� war and these goblin like creatures kept over running us. I know this is really random but it actually looked a lot like the battle of Helms Deep from Lord of the Rings. In fact, when I saw it in the movie I froze cause of how similar it was to my dream. The book was never read to me nor did I read it. It would last 15 to 20 seconds before I was cut down every night. I would wake up before the last breath of life.
Soon I started to feel physical pain in the dreams. As time went on the pain of being cut down, kicked and punched got worse. I actually began to get sore from battle. Soon I had bruises and scratches I could not explain and very rarely I’d wake up with my nose gushing with pulsating pain as if I had been hit really hard. I fought as hard as I could but they were just too big. Soon I found a hole in which I could hide. I went to it every night .
Then the dream changed, it became a giant snake who ate me every night. When morning came I had this bruise where the snake bit into my chest. The bruises got worse and eventually broke skin. I told my grandpa and he believed me. I told no one else cause I did not want my sanity questioned. He said since it was attacking my dreams it was at a disadvantage cause since it was in my mind so it was my rules .
The next night I had a plan, I imagined a sword and held it to my back. I waited so it would come for me and when it did I drove the blade in to the beast. Now this part is strange, I felt death came for it, I cant explain it but there is no other way to describe that feeling I felt. The next morning I awoke. I felt like someone let the air in, like some one opened a window. I knew I was free.
Also, the whole time when these dreams occurred I would get really thirsty beyond anything I can describe. I would wake up around 3:16 am and make me some orange juice or lemonade. One night I spilled the sugar. I went to the bathroom to get the broom and when I came back there were boot prints everywhere. No one in the apartment owned boots.
My older sister got dreams after me although I cant be sure if it was after or before my father would get rage attacks and beat me pretty bad. He claims to have no memory of this and growing up I did not believe him but now I am not so sure. I have two younger sisters that he has shown no signs of violence towards. I moved back in and spent a year so I am sure. He is also the type that believes he is self righteous in everything he does so he is not likely to deny things. I tried to block this out for many years but this is my story I was hoping I could some day profile what attacked me it would mean the world to me.
Does this sound like anything you have ever come across? I suffered greatly during this time so I tried to forget. Sometimes I remember the whole story, sometimes I don’t. This is a very small fraction. I try to keep only the facts here, but I know it somehow feeds off my fear,I don’t know how I know, but I am certain of it.
Written by Dennis, Copyright 2008 True Ghost Tales