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I was laying in my bed facing, facing the wall. The door was on the opposite side of the room. Closed as usual to keep the light from the hallway out. I rarely ever slept on that side of the bed, but the odd time I did. This was one of those times. I couldn’t fall asleep, nothing was really out of the ordinary other than the usual relationship problems I faced with my girlfriend. I just had to much on my mind. I laid there with my eyes closed for I don’t know how long. Then, my girlfriend came into the room. She came and laid beside me, my bed had poor springs and the mattress slightly slumped towards her. I could tell by how she laid down that she wasn’t facing me.
Unfortunately we’ve been fighting before I came to bed. I could tell she was mad just by the vibe I was getting from her. She didn’t have to say anything, but she did. She asked me “How can you put me through this all the time?” I didn’t know how to answer her, so I just laid there, and didn’t say anything back. She didn’t get the fact that I didn’t feel like ‘talking’. I could tell my silence bugged her, it only made her more angry. Once again she asked me another question “Why are you such an asshole?” With that bitchy tone she frequently used when she was mad. I didn’t want to answer her, how could I answer that question anyways? I just turned my attention to my surroundings rather than listening to what ever else she had to say. Staring into the wall… blocking out the other pointless questions she was asking. She was just being a bitch, I hate it when she’s like that. Finally after listening to her whine for a couple more minutes… I decided it’s finally time to talk to her. I decided to roll over on my other side and face her… When I rolled over, she wasn’t there… My ears started ringing, and I felt like I was having a panic attack of some sort. An immense ominous feeling flooded my mind. She was gone, she wasn’t there the entire time. The beds slight shift towards her had also vanished during the course of me turning around. I had dreamed that all? I didn’t know what was going on. It had to of been a dream… I forced myself awake.
I quickly shocked myself awake, and sat up. I couldn’t believe my dream was that vivid. I could of sworn it was real… I sat there for a few moments going over what had happened in my head. I turned my attention to the room after not being able to really comprehend what was going on. I looked around, and the light gleaming from under the door was gone… In fact all the light, even the light that usually came from outside was gone… The room was darker than usual. It was unnaturally dark. I couldn’t even see the closet doors from across the room it was so dark. The room was dead silent also. I couldn’t even hear my own heart beat… Then, my ears began ringing again. That slight panic started to appear in my thoughts again. I was still dreaming some how. Usually forcing myself awake works. Not this time though… I had to force myself awake again.
Again, I shocked myself awake. This time I didn’t sit up, I just opened my eyes. Still facing the wall. I turned around and the light from under the door was there like I should be. I could hear my girlfriend watching T.V. Although I couldn’t make out what she was watching. The sound coming from out there was to muffled. So I laid back down, this time staring endlessly into the ceiling for a couple minutes. Reminiscing in my previous dream. Before I knew it, the room was cold. I could see my breath. I didn’t notice the room getting colder until now. It was almost summer, there was no way it could get that cold. I looked towards the door, and the light was gone again. For some reason my closet doors were opened as well. I always left them closed, and I knew they were closed before I went to bed… I was still dreaming… I started to slightly panic again… I couldn’t seem to wake myself up. Even though each time felt like I was actually waking up. So I tried again.
I awoke in my bed, I sat up quickly again. This time though, I decided to get up and go out into the living room. I could see the hallway light was on again. I walked towards the door and opened the door. Looking down at the light while I opened it. I looked up, and the light was gone. That unnatural darkness flooded my sight. Not just that, there was a dark figure standing in my door way. Draped in a dark robe, with a hood over his head. To dark to see any features of his face. The figure startled me, before I could say anything. He looked up at me, and started to speak in a cold tone. “You’re dead… You died in your sleep… This is what happens when you die… This can be your heaven, or your hell. Whatever you want it to be.”
I jerked my eyes open, only to find myself laying in bed. What was going on? Did I really die? Am I still dreaming? I didn’t know what to think or do. I wasn’t dead. I’m just dreaming. I jumped out of bed and ran towards my door and opened it, I stepped into the hallway only to find myself opening my eyes again… I was laying in my bed. I felt a panic overwhelm me again, I repeated what I had done before. I ran out into the hallway, as I passed my door frame I quickly found myself laying down in my bed opening my eyes, and facing the wall. I couldn’t wake up… Maybe this wasn’t a dream. Maybe what that dark figure had told me was true. Maybe… I really was dead… It didn’t make any sense though, how could I of died in my sleep. I thought about what he told me. He said this could be my heaven or my hell, so I decided to test his words…
Laying in my bed I looked towards the door, there was no light this time. I decided to think of a woman… I expected nothing to happen, but I was very wrong. A woman began to appear in the corner of my room as if a mist had started to take shape. She was very hazy and I couldn’t make out much detail as to who she was, or anything really. But she was there… I had the power to do what I wanted. I blinked only to find the woman I had imagined vanish. I looked around the room, but there was no one… I couldn’t make her come back when I thought about it. I stood up, and headed towards my closet, the doors were opened again… I peered inside to only see that unnatural darkness again…
Before I could do anything, I found myself laying in my bed again. Opening my eyes. I sat up. I don’t get this. I don’t know what I’m doing. I felt slightly panicked for the fourth time… The anxiety was over whelming. I ran for my door again, this time I didn’t flash back into my bed like I usually did. I ran down my hallway, to only find myself completely frozen… I couldn’t move anything except my eyes. I could still look around. The air went extremely cold… the living room which I was almost in went completely silent… The unnatural darkness was there… It was everywhere. The only thing I could see was a slight dark blue light peering through the shades of the window. But it was ‘murky’ looking. Almost like I was looking into a pool of water. I stood there, I could feel a slight fear starting to grip my heart. I couldn’t do anything. My head started to slightly ring… Something was in the depths of the darkness, I could sense it. It was getting closer… The thing let off a deep moaning noise. Almost a slight grow. I still couldn’t move… My chest began to tighten up. I couldn’t do anything but move my eyes around. I was finally able to see it. I could see crossing the murky gleam coming from the window, I couldn’t make out what it was, the only thing I could see was it’s dark silhouette. It was slowly moving towards me. The closer it got; I could feel my energy draining, and the coldness growing. I tightly closed my eyes, not knowing what was going to happen… I could feel its hand reaching out towards me… Wake up…
I woke up… I was able to wake myself up before it made it to me. I was in a cold sweat, the room was colder than usual, but not freezing. The closet doors were closed, was I finally actually awake? Or was I still stuck in this dream… Or was I actually dead. I started to believe I died. I couldn’t wake myself up. Everything was to vivid to be a dream. I’ve never had a dream with this much detail before. I didn’t want to accept that fate… I forced myself awake. Finding myself laying in my bed again. I kept forcing myself awake, and I kept finding myself laying in my bed in the exact same position… I was dead… Maybe this was hell? Trapped in the place I died, for all eternity. Constantly suffering this… There was nothing I could do.
I finally gave up on trying anymore. It felt like I’ve been stuck here for hours upon hours… I truly believed I was dead. I just closed my eyes… I didn’t bother doing anything else. I didn’t even reopen my eyes. I just laid there…
I don’t know much time had passed, I heard the T.V again… I didn’t hear it for a long time, why now? I turned over, to see if the light was on in the hallway. It was… I got up, and opened the door. I walked into the living room. Everything was fine? I wasn’t sure… My girlfriend was there on the floor, I looked at her… I haven’t seen her the entire time I was dreaming… I didn’t know if this was all fake… I asked her “Am I awake?” She gave me a weird look, like I was half-retarded and said yes…
I really did wake up. I wasn’t dreaming anymore. I actually wasn’t dead…
I had this dream almost a year ago. It’s by far been the most vivid dream I’ve ever had. How the events played out made it seem more real as well. Also the fact that I don’t really remember falling asleep. It just seemed that I was laying in bed thinking about things the entire time. I honestly thought I had died in my sleep some how. It’s a really eerie thought. The time that seemed to pass during my dream seemed like almost a full day. When in reality I had only slept for 2 hours. I wish my dreams were always this vivid, but they never are… Either way, that was my dream.
