Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

When I was a kid I always suffered from really bad nightmares.  Not the kind mind you where I’m in a scary place, nor have they been some leftover memory from a bad horror flick.  No these nightmares always involved creepy feelings of deja vu, or in the worst cases the kind where I have some sense of physical pain.  I know this because whenever I wake up from a dream like that what ever part of me that was affected still hurts (keep in mind I don’t sleepwalk).

One dream I recall I was in some sort of weird, almost earth like air substance trying to claw my way to the surface, and these strange hands kept grabbing me trying to pull me back down, that was one where when I woke up my legs felt like someone really huge just grabbed them and squeezed as hard as he could before I woke up.

When I was a kid I would have one such dream about once a month, since I’ve grown it has thankfully tapered off to about once every six months.  Anyway on with the story.

I have a hard time calling this one a “dream”, because in truth there was some part of me that was still awake.  It happened 3 to 4 years when I was still in the military.  It was summertime and as such I kept the window open to let the breeze in.  My bed was facing the window and there was a light post about 50 to 70 feet past my window behind an old tree.  I was asleep when my eyes just suddenly opened.  I seem to recall being rather calm at first, because I knew I was partly awake, only the first thought I had was something to the effect of, “god this is going to be a bad one”.  Almost as fast as I thought I saw something strange outside the upper right hand corner of my window.

At first I couldn’t make it out because of the orange light from the light post.  After a few moments I could see the screen getting pushed back and a figure of a completely bald infant floated before me holding a pillow.  What I remember most are the eyes, God they were so wide, the kind of eyes that have purpose not at all like an infants eyes should be.  After staring at me for a moment it started moving toward me lifting the pillow in front of it, its entire body was covered except for the eyes which peeked over the top of the pillow.  In an instant every ounce of me was screaming run… run, Run RUN RUN!  Except my body wasn’t moving, I don’t know how to properly explain the feeling except my body was still asleep yet my mind was awake, kind of funny when you think about it.  I felt like I was going to be smothered to death and no one was holding me down.

At this point there was so much fear running through me that my body started moving very slightly, and whatever calm part was left in me was searching for a way to wake up completely.  The only thing I could think of as the infant moved closer was to try and push myself off my bed.  The baby was about 3/4 of the way to me when I finally rolled off my bed and slammed my head into the side of my dresser (it was a very small room).  I actually did cut myself on the wood, and at that point I was fully awake, and I can’t describe to you how suddenly tired I felt, not just physically, but mentally as well.  I didn’t even bother looking up to see if the baby was there or not, well more to the point I just knew deep inside it was gone.

The reason why I consider this the worst dream, or “Waking Nightmare” as I now call it.  Was the feeling it left me with, like I sorta got lucky this time…  Not only that, but after I stopped the bleeding with an old T-shirt, and said a quick prayer in thanks I went back straight to bed.  The attitude was kind of like… “ok a-hole”, see you in another six months”.  I slept like a rock for the rest of the night.

While the dream is never the same I still have them, even to this day, and I have yet to find someone who can tell me why. Anyway that’s my story, believe me or don’t, it doesn’t matter to me.  I just told it because the spirit of this website was kind of amusing.  But I digress, take care and sweet dreams.

This story is completely true, the only part I changed was the layout of the room since it would have taken way too much time to explain, and I felt would have ruined the story.

Written by Ethan Jon Lopez, Copyright 2008