Monday, June 6, 2011
The Ghostly Figure
I remember running and running to get away. But no matter how fast I went, the ghost was at least as fast as I was! The dream seemed to go on for ages. It's rough when you are so afraid and you just can't seem to get away from that fear. But in the end the dream finally faded, and I was back in normal sleep.
But soon after, I was dreaming again. I dreamed I was lying in my own bed asleep. I dreamed that I awoke and opened my eyes to see a terrifying figure hovering over me. The figure was about seven feet tall, much too thin to be human, and was wearing a long white sheet! The ghost was back! It terrified me so much that I instantly and finally awoke from my sleep.
Now I was really awake, lying there and a little bit afraid to open my eyes. I told myself that it had all been nothing but a bad dream, but I knew that it had seemed so real. The only thing to do was open my eyes to reassure myself that there was no ghost there.
I opened my eyes, and the ghost was still there! It was less that a second when the ghost swooped down towards me! I closed my eyes tightly and my hands reflexively flew up in front of me for protection! But nothing came.
I laid there in that exact position for what seemed like hours. My heart was pounding in my chest so hard that I thought I was going to die! I could actually feel the strong, solid beating with my hands! Ba bump, ba bump, ba bump! I was too afraid to look once more.
I let the time pass some more until my heart slowed enough to where I thought the ghost might not give me a heart attack. finally, I opened my eyes once more. The ghost was gone. It was as if it were never there at all.
I quickly got out of bed and checked the entire room for anything out of the ordinary, but found nothing at all, except my own terrified reflection in the mirror. I never saw the ghost again after that, but I have always wondered if that last part was real or just a very real dream. I guess I'll never know.