Tuesday, 13 March 2012

The Nightmare

Nightmares. The last nighmare that truly scared me to the core was when I was 11 and yellow zombie like vampires attacked the world. Since then, it's only been bad dreams. This morning, I had a nightmare. Now I know what you're thinking, how could it be called a nightmare if you had it during the day. The definition of a nightmare is

1. terrifying dream in which the dreamer experiences feelings of helplessness, extreme anxiety, sorrow, etc.
2. (formerly) a monster or evil spirit believed to oppress persons during sleep.

Unfortunately my dream involved both.

I don't remember my dream leading up to it, but I noticed everything went dark, like when you're looking in the direction of the sun with you're eyes closed and it goes behind a cloud. In my dream I was lying in my bed looking around in a darkened room when standing at my doorway was a figure. I immediately got a feeling of danger and chills ran down my spine. I tried to get up to run away but I couldn't move. I knew I had the power to move as I was aware of what was happening in the waking world but I couldn't.

By this time, this figure was slowly waking to my bed. It seemed to take an eternity and it moved so creepily. I tried to scream for help but all I felt was a soft whimper come out. Not enough to grab the attention of my friend who was sleeping peacefully next to me.

The figure, with black smoke like things around it and glowing deep eyes was standing right next to me. Slowly it moved on top of me and sat there, staring at me. I felt a huge weight on top of me and tried violently to move a part of my body or scream, but it was all in vain. Then slowly it's arms lifted and was moving towards my neck. I felt it chocking me, applying pressure to my throat. Then I woke up.

I've never awoken with such force in my life. And by force I mean it felt like I ripped my eyelids off once I could open them. It was the most scariest dream I have ever had. I thought I was awake during the dream, it wasn't until I woke up that I realised it was in fact just a dream.

After doing a bit of research I learned the dream or event I had just experienced was referred to as the 'Old Hag Syndrome'. What I wish I hadn't read was sometimes this hag comes back several times. Fan-bloody-tastic.

When I told my friend about my dream, I only told her I was paralysed and scared. Since she's staying with me I didn't want to freak her out... Hopefully she won't read this!

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