I hate sleeping alone.
So last night, pretty late, I crawl into bed and pass out pretty quickly. I assume I was in the middle of a dream when I started to half wake up. I opened my eyes and saw this man standing by my door. I screamed and froze for a sec, then reached over to turn on my lamp and when I looked back, he was gone.
I didn't hear any movement, like he was hiding in my room, and everything was blurry because I took my contact lenses out. Odd, because the man was quite clear.
I sat there for a few minutes, frozen and shaking, with my heart trying to pound its way out of my chest, as I tried to process what just happened.
It didn't seem like I woke anyone up with that scream.
I finally figured out that he must have been a dream within a dream, and my scream (whether it happened in real life or just within the dream I'm not sure), must have woken me up.
Still, it's nights like that when you really wish that you had someone beside you to curl up in the crook of their arm and help you feel warm and safe. I grabbed my stupid stuffed duck, but obviously it was a poor substitute.
Edit: Leslie is convinced that it was a ghost. Lol.
I didn't hear any movement, like he was hiding in my room, and everything was blurry because I took my contact lenses out. Odd, because the man was quite clear.
I sat there for a few minutes, frozen and shaking, with my heart trying to pound its way out of my chest, as I tried to process what just happened.
It didn't seem like I woke anyone up with that scream.
I finally figured out that he must have been a dream within a dream, and my scream (whether it happened in real life or just within the dream I'm not sure), must have woken me up.
Still, it's nights like that when you really wish that you had someone beside you to curl up in the crook of their arm and help you feel warm and safe. I grabbed my stupid stuffed duck, but obviously it was a poor substitute.
Edit: Leslie is convinced that it was a ghost. Lol.