My Dream Sequence

by Rose
(England)

I am 14 years old. What I am about to tell you is true, it is your choice whether you believe this or not. I have 3 dreams and just a story I would like to share with you. In these dreams I'm either alone or watching someone.

Dream 1: I had this dream twice in one month, and twice since then. I was around 6 or 7 when this dream occurred.

I woke to a sound downstairs, and being naturally curious, I went to see what it was. There was a man, quite muscular, however skinny. He had jet-black, medium length, straw-like hair, and he was wearing a black t-shirt with a red body-warmer. He had black jeans and black shoes. He was also wearing fingerless gloves. He'd thrown a brick through my living room window and the door was fully open. I peeked over the door frame and he saw me. I ran straight back up the stairs and he soon followed me. I heard his footsteps in time with mine. I ran back into my bedroom and turned to shut my door, only, when I turned he was gone. Nowhere to be seen. I went back downstairs the door was closed; no sign of forced entry. I walked into the living room and the window wasn't shattered and there was no brick in sight. I walked back up to my bedroom, almost flabbergasted and bewildered as to what had happened. I wake up.

Dream 2: I had this dream twice in one month also, although I was 8 or 9 when this I had this dream.

I am following/watching someone, whom I don't know. It is the afternoon and it is raining, a woman - between 20 and 25 - is going to work but is meeting her boyfriend along the way. She is pretty, wearing a black t-shirt, a denim skirt and ballet flats. She is a blonde and I notice she is also pregnant. She meets her boyfriend of around the same age, and they walk through town to get to wherever they are going. He goes off after they kiss good-bye, and she continues walking. She is confronted by a man looking around 50. She tries to walk around him but he holds her in place and pulls out a knife. I try to run to her but I am paralyzed, frozen in place just watching him brutally stab her. Each stab, though, I feel painfully jolting through my side. She falls then I fall. I wake up.

On the news the following day, there was something about a 21 year old pregnant woman being stabbed several times and dying along with her unborn child. Her description matches the woman in my dreams perfectly.

Dream 3: I had this dream three times over the course of 2 months. I was 12.

I woke to a red sky and scorching hot heat. I was on a rock circle that was just about big enough for me to lie on. The rock was keeping me afloat on a river of some kind. I stood up with careful precision, as I didn't know what this river was. I stood, and I was floating upon a lava river. My rock was in the middle of a giant ring, also floating on lava. On the giant ring, there was the Grim Reaper, a Minotaur, Hydra, a Basilisk and a Black Eyed Person. Also on the ring was a cage, my father was in it. The Grim Reaper picked up my father's cage and dipped it into the lava, he pulled it back out again, the cage just filled with bones. The Grim Reaper was just laughing. Each and every monster began to get me. There was about 10 metres of lava between me and them. That didn't seem to bother them, they were literally walking on top. I began to panic a little and willed myself to wake up. It wasn't happening. I tried to follow suit and walk on the lava too, however my foot just got burnt. I couldn't think of a way out and before I knew it I was being grabbed by the Black Eyed Person. The Grim Reaper was the one who was to do the 'ceremony' as they called it. He dipped me in the lava, I was in agonizing pain. I was pulled back out with no harm done. The Grim Reaper said something that has haunted me since. "You were already dead." I wake up.

My foot looked as if it was sunburnt and hurt for an hour. As soon as I got into the shower, the pain was gone and my foot had returned to the normal colour.

My Story: I was around 7 or 8 when this happened.

I was woken, it felt as if someone was shaking me awake. The was a chill in the air and I went to see what it was. My bedroom window was closed so I went downstairs. The door was slightly ajar. I opened it and something passed through me. I dismissed the thought of it being a ghost. I exhaled heavily, as it felt as if the life was sucked out of me. I closed the door and locked it. I went back upstairs, but was stopped by something. It was like I was being compelled to go downstairs, unlock the door and leave my house. I resisted the temptation and tried to continue walking up the stairs. I snapped back into reality, as I was free to go back to bed. When I got to my bedroom, something was sitting on my bed but I couldn't see anyone. I turned on the main light, but it short-circuited almost immediately. There was a grey figure - most likely a male - but I couldn't define what it was. I waved my hand in the direction of the 'ghost' and he grabbed it. I tried to release myself of his grasp but was unsuccessful. I whispered, "Who are you?" He released my hand and disappeared. The main light in my bedroom came back on as soon as he left. I got back into bed, a little shaken but found it easy to succumb to sleep.

I told my mother about the incident but she dismissed the thought saying that I had an active imagination.

What should I make of my dreams?