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I happened to be on this ghost/supernatural site a while back, (can't remember which..Obie-one's, or such, free site)for supposed true ghost/ alien/ supernatural stuff, for a read, and came across this supposed "true" story of a very scarydream a woman had. It pretty much messed her up for a long time in real life it seemed. Since this dream occured, soon after, something actually did happen to her, either as a result from it,(the dream) or just was a warning and would have happened no matter what, is to be yet figured out.
Either way.... it freaked me out enough, so here goes as far as I can remember it....(not exactly, but will do my best)
Opening scene: (in first-person)
I am not exactly sure of how I happened to stumble upon this house, but I had come to a picturesque quaint white colored southern-styled house in what looked like somewhere in rural America. I was standing in a great field, with tall uncut green, healthy looking grass all around me. Yet, it was a definate spot you would assume to see animals running about, or someone out enjoying the beautiful weather. There was a cool breeze, sunny, but had an erie silence to this seemingly perfect country abode.
I could barely hear anything at all, beside the wind blowing as I approached the house, just a short distance in front of me. I would imagine I would hear birds at least, chirping,... but could not find even a single one. Seemed like that odd silence before a storm, but the weather was fine, no clouds in sight. It looked like around lunch-time or early evening on a nice sunny day. Something was definately off though,... I felt it. I just did not know what it was, at the time.
I entered the house, finding my way up the old-fashioned country porch, you are so use'd to see'ing in country homes there. The house was a nice sized home, 2 floors, and looked like enough space to occupy a large enough family. As I entered,... the first thing that came off to me as odd, or "funny" (not humorous) was the smell of the house. This happened just as soon, as I had broke the threshold of the porch, to inside the front screen door and entered the home. I could not put my fingure on it, but... the smell was like something familiar to me, but slightly uncomfortable. Mind you,... not repulsive, but one of those scents that could be recognized, and make you take notice of it. As I then, crossed,... it seemed a short hallway in the entrance of the home, to my left, I had immediately seen a large victorian beautiful staircase leading upstairs. One thing I did notice though... was the carpet in the home. I was warn looking, and not in very good condition. It was a green colored short haired carpet, kind of muggy looking green. Not very attrictive, and did not match anything in the home. Mind you,... it was clean, but just not what you would expect for the type of home this looked to be of "middle-class" possibly, working class home in the south or such areas it seemed to be. But,... what did I know. I know the carpet is not that important, (laughs to self...) but it just cought my attention for some reason. I stop what I am doing for a minute,... and hear a very faint..."cry" it seems. Sounds like an animal or such,... very hard to tell. I proceed to walk up the long stairway,... and I then, make it out to be,..."sounds like a screaming" of some sort, rather than a cry. But, alas, something again,...was definately "off" about it. That looked as though the case with this whole house at this point. (laughs again to self...cautiously) I was at this point, as I would then proceed upward the staircase,... I would have to say, a bit un-nerved about continuing further towards the cry upstairs, but I just had to see what was making that noise. The sound was just too strange, and aroused my curiousity ver much so. You could safely call it at that moment,... "the point of no return" as I chose to further continue.
As I proceeded to "finally" go up the last couple of steps of the large staircase and arrive upstairs, I come to a completely different part of the house. This part seemed a bit spooky, since some parts of the house upstairs started to loose the light from the outside day's sunshine that once seemed to pierce through the large windows. It seemed also a bit nerve-racking, that if I had encountered "anything" upstairs that I did not "like" well, .. it was a far run to the door by now. I was prepared. well, right about now,... I am standing in the hallway upstairs, and by now, the screaming of this thing,...sounded possibly like an infant crying I made out. It was ear piercing though, and very disturbing. This did not sound like the normal crys of any human infant I thought strange. It was significantly louder, and more like a more screaching crying! Odd,...but, that observation alone,... by itself seemed to frighten me since, it would take an infant great difficulty I thought, to possibly to make even a similar cry "sound" like this,...if even were even possible.
I approached the hallway. This happened to be the hallway upstairs, that was directly from where the screaming was comming from. This happened to also be the longest hall directly in front on the top of the stairs when you arrive. So, I then continue down the hallway, very cautiously. I then again find myself making a decision, yet again. I deciede whether or not to forget the whole thing, "again"...and just go back. I did this two times, in this hallway, as I proceeded towards the door, but continued anyway. I wanted to get out of this house as quickly as possible at this point, but.... I had to see what was behing that door for some reason, first. Also, possibly,...if it was a child, it could be hurt. This is where my female(motherly) instinct kicked in, and I decieded to go on to the end of the hallway, by the door. As I get to the door, the sound by now is so loud, it is hard to hear myself think at this point. It is definately getting me nervous. My heart is racing, i am starting to sweat, and I have to say I don't know why but feel scared for some reason. So, I finally am at the door, and proceed to turn the doorknob. As I do so,... it seemed to just give that jiggle sound, as to when to be locked. Then "at that very same moment"....as I take my hand away from the door,... the crying just stopped! I froze. I was scared! Then I felt this really uncomfortable, chilling silence come over my body, and I remember looking down by the foot of the door as take two steps back ready to just run out of there,.... and all I see is what I can only describe as what looked to me as "blood." Blood,... just literally "gushing" from underneath the door directly from the other side of it! It was creating a puddle at this point directly at my feet right now. At that moment I knew my initial gut feeling was right, and something evil was behing this door, and I just had to get out of this house "immediately." As I then turn to run,... I immediately hear the most chilling, what only can be described as "cackeling" I have ever heard in my life. I have never heard anything like it, nor ever been this scared, and not know exactly why. I just knew i had to leave this house fast. I am then turned, running down this hallway as fast as I can,... & it seemed like for a moment like it all was in "slow-motion." then as I get to the stairs leading down, I then hear the doorknob behing me from the door, "jiggle,".... "I scream!!".....And then, "POW"...wake up! It ended. I wake up.
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this was the story, as best as I can tell it/ remember, and it really freaked me out. Scary thing is, something supposedly happened in real-life to this woman, seriously! I forget "what" exactly,... but I think it had something to do with the constant re-occuring nightmare of this dream, and I think she may even have had a still-born child soonafter, and then, or may have become barron or such. All I can remember definately is that she had, had something "really bad" in real life happen to her, & that, she had to go to seek a psychiatrist, and was messed up ever sinse, as the story went anyway....It was bad enough, that she linked/ or related her misfortune in real-life to her erie dream. She had thought there was good enough reason it seemed to form some kind of "connection"... it seemed anyway. Who knows if she was right on thinking though?...
Either way,... was a good read, but if this really happened to someone, I feel for her, but that is sure a scary as shit thing to happen to anyone,... Believer or not in these types of things! Freaky.
BTW,...hope I told the story accurate enough. At the very "least"... hope it was "entertaining" for you fellas.
Thanks guys....
Either way.... it freaked me out enough, so here goes as far as I can remember it....(not exactly, but will do my best)
Opening scene: (in first-person)
I am not exactly sure of how I happened to stumble upon this house, but I had come to a picturesque quaint white colored southern-styled house in what looked like somewhere in rural America. I was standing in a great field, with tall uncut green, healthy looking grass all around me. Yet, it was a definate spot you would assume to see animals running about, or someone out enjoying the beautiful weather. There was a cool breeze, sunny, but had an erie silence to this seemingly perfect country abode.
I could barely hear anything at all, beside the wind blowing as I approached the house, just a short distance in front of me. I would imagine I would hear birds at least, chirping,... but could not find even a single one. Seemed like that odd silence before a storm, but the weather was fine, no clouds in sight. It looked like around lunch-time or early evening on a nice sunny day. Something was definately off though,... I felt it. I just did not know what it was, at the time.
I entered the house, finding my way up the old-fashioned country porch, you are so use'd to see'ing in country homes there. The house was a nice sized home, 2 floors, and looked like enough space to occupy a large enough family. As I entered,... the first thing that came off to me as odd, or "funny" (not humorous) was the smell of the house. This happened just as soon, as I had broke the threshold of the porch, to inside the front screen door and entered the home. I could not put my fingure on it, but... the smell was like something familiar to me, but slightly uncomfortable. Mind you,... not repulsive, but one of those scents that could be recognized, and make you take notice of it. As I then, crossed,... it seemed a short hallway in the entrance of the home, to my left, I had immediately seen a large victorian beautiful staircase leading upstairs. One thing I did notice though... was the carpet in the home. I was warn looking, and not in very good condition. It was a green colored short haired carpet, kind of muggy looking green. Not very attrictive, and did not match anything in the home. Mind you,... it was clean, but just not what you would expect for the type of home this looked to be of "middle-class" possibly, working class home in the south or such areas it seemed to be. But,... what did I know. I know the carpet is not that important, (laughs to self...) but it just cought my attention for some reason. I stop what I am doing for a minute,... and hear a very faint..."cry" it seems. Sounds like an animal or such,... very hard to tell. I proceed to walk up the long stairway,... and I then, make it out to be,..."sounds like a screaming" of some sort, rather than a cry. But, alas, something again,...was definately "off" about it. That looked as though the case with this whole house at this point. (laughs again to self...cautiously) I was at this point, as I would then proceed upward the staircase,... I would have to say, a bit un-nerved about continuing further towards the cry upstairs, but I just had to see what was making that noise. The sound was just too strange, and aroused my curiousity ver much so. You could safely call it at that moment,... "the point of no return" as I chose to further continue.
As I proceeded to "finally" go up the last couple of steps of the large staircase and arrive upstairs, I come to a completely different part of the house. This part seemed a bit spooky, since some parts of the house upstairs started to loose the light from the outside day's sunshine that once seemed to pierce through the large windows. It seemed also a bit nerve-racking, that if I had encountered "anything" upstairs that I did not "like" well, .. it was a far run to the door by now. I was prepared. well, right about now,... I am standing in the hallway upstairs, and by now, the screaming of this thing,...sounded possibly like an infant crying I made out. It was ear piercing though, and very disturbing. This did not sound like the normal crys of any human infant I thought strange. It was significantly louder, and more like a more screaching crying! Odd,...but, that observation alone,... by itself seemed to frighten me since, it would take an infant great difficulty I thought, to possibly to make even a similar cry "sound" like this,...if even were even possible.
I approached the hallway. This happened to be the hallway upstairs, that was directly from where the screaming was comming from. This happened to also be the longest hall directly in front on the top of the stairs when you arrive. So, I then continue down the hallway, very cautiously. I then again find myself making a decision, yet again. I deciede whether or not to forget the whole thing, "again"...and just go back. I did this two times, in this hallway, as I proceeded towards the door, but continued anyway. I wanted to get out of this house as quickly as possible at this point, but.... I had to see what was behing that door for some reason, first. Also, possibly,...if it was a child, it could be hurt. This is where my female(motherly) instinct kicked in, and I decieded to go on to the end of the hallway, by the door. As I get to the door, the sound by now is so loud, it is hard to hear myself think at this point. It is definately getting me nervous. My heart is racing, i am starting to sweat, and I have to say I don't know why but feel scared for some reason. So, I finally am at the door, and proceed to turn the doorknob. As I do so,... it seemed to just give that jiggle sound, as to when to be locked. Then "at that very same moment"....as I take my hand away from the door,... the crying just stopped! I froze. I was scared! Then I felt this really uncomfortable, chilling silence come over my body, and I remember looking down by the foot of the door as take two steps back ready to just run out of there,.... and all I see is what I can only describe as what looked to me as "blood." Blood,... just literally "gushing" from underneath the door directly from the other side of it! It was creating a puddle at this point directly at my feet right now. At that moment I knew my initial gut feeling was right, and something evil was behing this door, and I just had to get out of this house "immediately." As I then turn to run,... I immediately hear the most chilling, what only can be described as "cackeling" I have ever heard in my life. I have never heard anything like it, nor ever been this scared, and not know exactly why. I just knew i had to leave this house fast. I am then turned, running down this hallway as fast as I can,... & it seemed like for a moment like it all was in "slow-motion." then as I get to the stairs leading down, I then hear the doorknob behing me from the door, "jiggle,".... "I scream!!".....And then, "POW"...wake up! It ended. I wake up.
---------------end.----------------------------
this was the story, as best as I can tell it/ remember, and it really freaked me out. Scary thing is, something supposedly happened in real-life to this woman, seriously! I forget "what" exactly,... but I think it had something to do with the constant re-occuring nightmare of this dream, and I think she may even have had a still-born child soonafter, and then, or may have become barron or such. All I can remember definately is that she had, had something "really bad" in real life happen to her, & that, she had to go to seek a psychiatrist, and was messed up ever sinse, as the story went anyway....It was bad enough, that she linked/ or related her misfortune in real-life to her erie dream. She had thought there was good enough reason it seemed to form some kind of "connection"... it seemed anyway. Who knows if she was right on thinking though?...
Either way,... was a good read, but if this really happened to someone, I feel for her, but that is sure a scary as shit thing to happen to anyone,... Believer or not in these types of things! Freaky.
BTW,...hope I told the story accurate enough. At the very "least"... hope it was "entertaining" for you fellas.
Thanks guys....
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