I. NEED. TO OPEN. MY. EYES.
Why can’t I move? What time is it? it feels dark… This is NOT a dream.
I. NEED. TO. WAKE. UP!
It’s stopping. Finally… i can tell, the energy feels weak now, it’s almost over… almost over… almost.
-insert bad and annoying insults here.
Sorry about that, it’s not like I can quiet him… or it… or whatever. All I can do is pray and keep calm, I believe I’m safe if I manage to fight the sensation of my spirit leaving my body slowly.
It’s over now. Thank God.
I NEED TO OPEN MY EYES NOW.
I remember exactly the first time this happened. It was saturday, just before sunrise, when the temperature lowers to the coldest and the darkness deepens in every corner of this side of Earth. In between dreams, I felt something leaving my body and I thought i was dying. It wasn’t awful, I felt calmed and at peace. “I have no regrets, no doubts, i can go quietly” i thought to myself but I was going nowhere.
That’s when it started. The voice. I felt an unusual energy hitting my right side, I could hear the strength of the energy, so negative. A voice started screaming at me. He was angry...
-insert bad annoying insults here.
The next nights I would sleep with the lights on, just in case… I was afraid but I knew that he couldn’t touch me, he couldn’t hurt me, he wouldn’t dare. Because I lived in light and he stopped showing up. I started having nightmares, though… nice dreams would turn all of a sudden into aggressive and bloody battles but at least no one was screaming at me.
I thought maybe he was hiding so I waited…
