So... Last Friday after I'd done presentation for my group project, I came back flat and went to get some rest so that I could't make it to gym after.
Dreaming, continuously. From one story(dream), to another story, and the creepy one, begin with this...
Me and one of my class mate, (Indian Muslim Malaysian) we was chilling and normal chatting on a sofa.
Dreaming, continuously. From one story(dream), to another story, and the creepy one, begin with this...
Me and one of my class mate, (Indian Muslim Malaysian) we was chilling and normal chatting on a sofa.
suddenly, an indian kids just came out from nowhere and appear right in front of me, to be exact, he is sat right on top of my knee. He have a massive eye, round and white. and his skin, have something like, sign/tattoo/ or dirt, all over his body.
This might be funny but he was doing something like wanking move. Can't see what is he doing because my whole body just got locked when he appear, I can't move. He is non-stop shaking due to his moves, I try to ask my friend to ask him go away, (No idea why, maybe both of them are Indian) His wanking moves, and I cba body just make me feel so uncomfortable. He eye is staring at me, and I look through his eye, ask him to go away, just about that, everywhere became dark, just his eye balls. Staring me clearly in the dark. The feeling is so real, I can feel that I really could't make a move while I am lying on my bed. And sudden, I just can moves.
Phewwwww.. -.-
This might be funny but he was doing something like wanking move. Can't see what is he doing because my whole body just got locked when he appear, I can't move. He is non-stop shaking due to his moves, I try to ask my friend to ask him go away, (No idea why, maybe both of them are Indian) His wanking moves, and I cba body just make me feel so uncomfortable. He eye is staring at me, and I look through his eye, ask him to go away, just about that, everywhere became dark, just his eye balls. Staring me clearly in the dark. The feeling is so real, I can feel that I really could't make a move while I am lying on my bed. And sudden, I just can moves.
Phewwwww.. -.-
and Today, Monday. I was terribly shattered due to only 4 hours sleep last night and 9am class in the morning. I really can't be bothered anymore so decided to walk home and sleep. Skipped class. Hehe.. It was around 12pm while i felt asleep, Probably just 10mins after my mate came in and talked to me before he leave to work. Same opening, i dreams a lot.
Just in sudden. I can feel that my body can't move again. This time, I know something is happening, AGAIN. I look around, something like "demon" appear right in front of me, i was lying on my bed, and he is just 2 feets away from my bed.
(If you watch western horror movie a lot, you should have an idea which 1 I am talking about, he is wearing hoodie type of costume, or u can call it soulkeeper/reaper)
I could't see his face, since his hood has covered it with shadow. He is waving to me, just like ask me to follow him. The feeling is so familiar. Just about the feeling like my last Friday nightmare.
He is coming closer and closer with his hand, and I just try to point middle finger to him and ask him to fuck off. Not sure if I really did that since my body is "locked", but my mind was thinking that.
and then, I remember that my bad that probably 3 steps away my bed storing some "Holy items" (Don't know how 2 describe it so I just call it Holy item) which my aunt gave me long time ago, during my 1st experience of supernatural incident, i was 17 that time.
I tried my best to struggling with it, and ran to my bag, the creepy part is, I actually felt that my soul has left my body, I can feel that I am floating in the air/ flying to my bag direction try to take out the stuff. Quickly, he's chasing after me and appear right in front of my bag and pushed me away. I floating in the air but I did succeed to grab my bag. Weirdly, the bag I am holding in that moment just suddenly turns to blue color, it was not my bag, my bag is still on the floor. While i was depressingly, my beck bang to the wall (after he pushed me), and this feeling is just my soul is back to my body, and I woke up, the feeling just stayed, because it's just too real.
God damn this dream. The fuck is happening to me?? ?
I am already ain't feeling so well these days, feeling down, emo. Better don't mess up with me.
FML.
Just in sudden. I can feel that my body can't move again. This time, I know something is happening, AGAIN. I look around, something like "demon" appear right in front of me, i was lying on my bed, and he is just 2 feets away from my bed.
(If you watch western horror movie a lot, you should have an idea which 1 I am talking about, he is wearing hoodie type of costume, or u can call it soulkeeper/reaper)
I could't see his face, since his hood has covered it with shadow. He is waving to me, just like ask me to follow him. The feeling is so familiar. Just about the feeling like my last Friday nightmare.
He is coming closer and closer with his hand, and I just try to point middle finger to him and ask him to fuck off. Not sure if I really did that since my body is "locked", but my mind was thinking that.
and then, I remember that my bad that probably 3 steps away my bed storing some "Holy items" (Don't know how 2 describe it so I just call it Holy item) which my aunt gave me long time ago, during my 1st experience of supernatural incident, i was 17 that time.
I tried my best to struggling with it, and ran to my bag, the creepy part is, I actually felt that my soul has left my body, I can feel that I am floating in the air/ flying to my bag direction try to take out the stuff. Quickly, he's chasing after me and appear right in front of my bag and pushed me away. I floating in the air but I did succeed to grab my bag. Weirdly, the bag I am holding in that moment just suddenly turns to blue color, it was not my bag, my bag is still on the floor. While i was depressingly, my beck bang to the wall (after he pushed me), and this feeling is just my soul is back to my body, and I woke up, the feeling just stayed, because it's just too real.
God damn this dream. The fuck is happening to me?? ?
I am already ain't feeling so well these days, feeling down, emo. Better don't mess up with me.
FML.
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