Most vivid dream. So it all starts in my fathers neighborhood where I stay home alone most of the time. It was about 10 or 11 at night and I went out for a walk into the pitch black night. I don’t remember there being a moon in the dream and the only light was coming from those bright street lights.
As I was walking around the town house community I felt I was being watched. I turned around to see if I could see anyone and I saw a tall man in a bright long yellow rain coat, he seemed to be really old and had a white beard. His face was a blur so I did not recognize any of his facial features. He was about two street lights behind me. I ran home and on the way it started raining hard. I felt heavy and in my dream it felt I was running in slow motion.I got to the gate of my house and opened the wooden gate.
Right after I passed the wooden gate I tripped and scraped my knees on the cement path I have in front of my door. The man appeared behind me and said “this is happening once, don’t let it happen again”. I could never make out his hands, but I know there was something in it (i.e. a weapon). I don’t know exactly what it was. I finally got up from what seemed to be forever off the wet floor and ran inside and locked the door behind me. I saw through the little half circle window on my door the man. His back was facing me and his face was facing my house gate. He left. From your point of view it probably seems as if he was making sure I got home and looking out for me but I was sure he was not. I feared him the most.
The next day it was night again, but this time I wasn’t home alone I was with my mother and my brother in my dads neighborhood. We were walking around in the same setting as I was before. Walking with them seemed odd because they were next to me but I felt I was still walking by myself. Sometime during the walk I turned around and I saw the man. It was pouring hard by the time my head turned to see him. I turned back around to run away with my mom and brother but they were gone so I was running home again by myself. I got inside and locked the door. Looking through the door window I saw him open the gate and come up to the door. I guess he saw me looking and he tried to break the window.
I don’t remember much after that but it seems as if my dream skipped to the next day. Again I was at my dads house but I was with my friend Amanda. We were watching the news and everyone was doing suicide attempts. For example I remember clearly this mother was shooting at a marry go round which held all her children. Once they all took a bullet to the head she shot herself. I turned off the TV and sat there with my friend. She didn’t know what was going on and I was scared out of my mind to say anything. When we were sitting there in silence I realized my dog was no where to be found. I heard the gate opening and banging on the door. It was him I ran up stairs grabbed my bro’s gun and shot myself.
When I woke up I was sweating and my eyes and head were killing me. The feeling from that dream of being watched was still with me ….dam this sounds like a movie. I also forgot to mention that while he was trying to break through the door’s window I had called up everyone I know but he kept answering all of my calls and as well my text to my mother and I even tried dialing the police but he answered saying, “open the door”. By the way I’m writing this as a teenager right now before I forget.
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