These dreams lasted for close to 8 years in total, not every night, but often enough. Let me set up the base for what this entity used to try to trick me.
I dated this girl for 2 years, it ended BADLY, really bad. A year or so later i had this dream about her where i was visiting a friend in an apartment complex, her upstairs, she was going in her apartment as i was following my friend into his, I told him to hold up a sec, i see someone i know. I went to her door and knocked, did our intro, normal conversations about what were up to. During that whole conversation my freind comes out screaming at me to hurry back downstairs, we need to GTFO quickly! So me and my ex run down to the jeep (which had that mounted machine gun in the back) and we all jumped in and got out of there, turns out there was a HUGE hord of zombies coming our way and we needed to cut our way through, along with the military who was now blasting evacuation warnings on their PA. ( this was before that TV show Walking Dead aired on AMC)
I woke up amused at the zombie dream, but not amused that my ex was in it. Periodically I'd dream about her where I still had the memories of the previous dream, about seeing her before the zombie horde forced us to move. New apartment, time had passed, we seemed to have become friends again, I had memories of hanging out that only existed int he dream land i was in. This happened about once a month, each dream seemed to be set in the same timeline, each dream had a little more development in our rekindled friendship. Each dream had retained the memories of the past dreams and even past real life memories, for example our terrible break up, we had gotten past what made us fight and break up, but we both thought it was a good idea to just stay friends for now.
Each time i awoke from those dreams I was in a bad mood that whole day that others would notice and ask about. Id never tell them. I hated the fact i was dreaming about her. i HATED how good it felt to be with her once again in dreamland but HATED her when i woke up. I had even tracked down her phone number, called her and was gonna tell her im sorry for the past and that was it, as soon as she learned it was me she hung up the phone. So, it wasnt her thinking of me, or wondering where i was that i was picking up on it. Supernatural shit i really dont believe in anyways, so here's my proof.
Dreams over the years continued in the same style, we both had gotten closer in our relationship, i was spending more time with her, going out more, memories of past dreams retained themselves, I was even started spending nights with her like i did in real life, and we started talking again about trying to see if we could get together as a couple again and everyhting be ok.
As each dream progressed in time and emotion and the unique ability to recall previous dreams memories unlike any other dream ive ever had made me feel like i loved being there. And over the course of these dreams i was losing a bit of reality. Meaning that as each dream i had with her was more and more set in that universe, i was losing my ability to know i was in a dream (which is normal to me) I was often waking up surprised i was dreaming and that wasnt my normal life. It broke me down becasue how can i dream without knowing im in the dream as usual, and why am i feeling for a girl i HATE and who hates me back even more?
Now for the discovery of this possible demon, or entity, or whatever this may have been that may have been here on earth for millions of years:
I was in this dream where it felt so REAL, like 100% real, touch, smell, thought, everything. We were moving into our first apartment. I was in the kitchen putting away things in the fridge. I was going back tot he sink and turning on the water, feeling the coldness of it. the hardness of the stainless steel, the smell of the warm air blowing through the window over the sink. She comes in with things that need to go in the freezer right NOW. The cold air of it was so real, so lifelike, I had lost myself. This was my life and i dont ever want to leave it. I had something in the back of my head telling me this is just one of my hyper lucid dreams where i normally have the ability to experience what may be another dimension. As i finished putting the stuff in the freezer she calls out to me:
"Honey, i have a surprise for you! Come look here in our bedroom!" So i walk over to our new bedroom, the door mostly closed to hide the room, but open enough for me to hear her call to me, i wondered what this surprise could even be, was it some outfit she found she knows i like? I opened the door to find her in bed, and another GIRL in bed, someone we both knew....
This is what made me "shock" myself back to the realization that im in one of my SUPER lucid dreams again, this isnt real, SHE would NEVER had invited another girl into bed, I knew this about her. This wasnt her. This wasnt the girl i spent the past few years with. This wasnt the same girl i had broken up with in life and got hung up on when i tried to call her.
I asked her "who are you?" she said "I'm your girl, Becky!" No, i told her, "who are you REALLY?" She told me im being silly, and that I shouldnt be airing our dirty laundry in front of our friend, all she wanted to do was reward me by having her over and us having a three some becasue she knew that would make a new memory we would all talk about when we get old. I said "you are not Becky, she would NEVER have agreed to ask another girl into our bed in ANY capacity, and i need to know who you are right now or im going to wake myself up (which i could also do any time i wanted) and leave. She got upset at this idea, Told me to not make threats, i wasnt making sense, this was OUR life, this was REALITY, not some dream.
I asked her: "OK, if you are really Becky, how did we meet again after our break up 7 years ago?" She told me the story of seeing me with some guy downstairs and how i looked up to notice her but she didnt think i would just go knock on her door, I had hated her, or so she thought, she told me that soon after we had to leave becasue that large horde of zombies was coming our way and we all had to leave right that second.
This was wrong, as the REAL story was that i had run into her in line at the grocery store, her just about done with checkout, and looked back at me, and made a face at me and grabbed her food and left, i was 2 people behind so i wasnt able to catch up to her, may not have been a good idea anyways given the look i had gotten, then sometime after the initial dreams of her i had tried to call becasue i was thinking that she had honestly wondered about talking to me again.
As i told the entity this, she got MAD, really MAD, the extra woman dissapierd, elements in the room were no longer there. She screamed at me "you cant leave me, i have you now, you love ME, not her, this BECKY (spit out int he most demonic sounding way with hatred). I love you, you need to stay with me, you love me too, its ME you love, not her! I thought using her image would be better for you, you loved her, i want you to understand that I thought you would never love ME, someone who cant ever be in the physical world! Just stay here, let go of the life you no longer want to live, let your physical body die and decay away where it lies. Stay with me, and be loved by me forever. Stay here and we can make the life you've always wanted! She pointed at me with a longer finger as she said you've. Her appearance had changed, she no longer looked like my ex, but she wasnt an ugly demonic looking thing, she was still really beautiful, Long black wavy hair, pure white skin, trim, everyhting was so perfect.
I had told her that i was NOT done with reality, that i was leaving her and i no longer wanted to see her ever again, i told her i have the unique ability to control my dreams and exit them at will, I told her that theres nothing she could do to make me lose myself and forget this is just the dreamland "go, please go and leave me alone to my sad lonely life, i dont want to stay here any longer and I dont want to die knowing im trapped with someone who spent years tricking me to think you are someone i loved but hated at the same time.
She screamed at me as i concentrated at waking myself up, which i said earlier that i knew how to do. As i faded away back to reality and waking up i heard her threats, "this isnt over, you cannot leave me, i WILL have you, you will return! you will...." I opened my eyes in my bed, it was my normal time to wake up anyways, how was i able to perfectly wake up at the normal time every time? What IS time in reality compared to dreamland? I layed there thinking about what had happened, how REAL it was, how easy it was to call out whatever this was, and WHAT was it? What is dreams but in our own heads right? Surely my mind had written this script over the years right? But how could my mind go off script when i asked this entity questions and being surprised at the answers. Why would i make up responses that i couldn't already have knowledge of the answers too as in my normal hyper lucid dreams?
This was 3 years ago, and since then I havent dreamed about Becky, my Ex, nor this demon or entity that tried to seemingly convince me to die and stay with whatever she was. I still have the ability to have hyper lucid dreams and the ability to end them at will as i was taught in the late 90s I was involved in some acident....which is a whole 'nother book....
So, for those who dont always get info from Wikipedia, or have family in the native American culture, or even Japanese culture, I'm SURE theres storys about a demon or entity that would use your dreams to convince you to let go of life and be with them, as what i was told by her was that they couldnt come into our physical world at all, they were locked in their dimension, just as I couldnt go into her dimension, but the dreamland was an "in-between" some place we both could spend time in. I'm sure there are storys of this same thing around there that only get spoken person to person and never have a real definition one can just look up online, and no this isnt sleep paralysis as some might think or reply with a link to the wiki page.
I am unable to retain "dream memory" outside of the fact that that other story gave me abilities to control my situation or even get out of it by forcing myself awake. I dont now have the ability to recall other dream events or pass time as the sequence of dreams i was having with the demonic entity. Yes, it was convincing to give up my body and stay there in a better life than i was having at the time. And even tho i DO have the rare version of Sleep Paralysis, i havent had that happen to me either in a very long time.....
Sorry this was probably longer than most people are used to, but I couldnt cut it down any more without losing the sense of the reader. If anyones heard any stories from their grandparents of such similar things id like to hear about them. If i am pioneering discovering that our dreams are not what were told or think, but that it MAY be another dimension and people share this dimension id like to run some tests. REAL tests.
*** The name Becky was used in this story and is not the real name of my EX***
You film and TV producers need to know that i have already copyrighted my story and will SUE this time if i see a TV show using my story this time around (yes, it has happened) If you take this to your producer and start writing a script at least track me down and give me credit.
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