Here are some extra freaky dreams, copied and pasted from my site. I had the same dream twice, just little variations between the both of them. John is the name of one of my brothers.
Two men. Or were they spirits? I can't really tell. But they wanted John.
I used to live in the country. It was sunny outside, then it suddenly got dark, very dark. When the car drove up we all rushed into the house and nailed the doors shut. Over one we simply placed the couch. There, they couldn't get in. But they were determined, they wanted John. John was always the rebellious one and they had come to get him. Mother tied the tubes up that were hanging from a closet ceiling. That somehow would stop them. Everything was boarded and we were so frightened. Suddenly, we realized that we didn't board up the door leading up to the attic inside the bathroom closet. They were getting inside the house. For some reason Mother, Father, and Daniel were so far away that I could not reach them. John, Joseph and I ran down the stairs and removed the couch from the front of the screen door. We had to get outside, we had to. Across the street, we would be safe across the street if we could just get there.
Suddenly, a car crashed right in front of our exit. I grabbed John's hand and tried to run, but the man inside took spirit form and was coming after us. The first man was upstairs and his partner was now in front of us grinning an evil grin. He came close to my face and I screamed.
I've had this dream three times and the first two ended differently and had a few other slight differences.
A man. Or was he a spirit? I couldn't really tell. But he wanted John.
I used to live in the country. It was sunny outside, then it suddenly got dark, very dark. When the car drove up we all rushed into the house and nailed the doors shut. Over one we simply placed the couch. There, they couldn't get in. But they were determined, they wanted John. John was always the rebellious one and they had come to get him. Mother tied the tubes up that were hanging from a closet ceiling. That somehow would stop them. Everything was boarded and we were so frightened. Suddenly, we realized that we didn't board up the door leading up to the attic inside the bathroom closet. They were getting inside the house.
We all ran down the stairs and removed the couch from the front door. We had to get outside, we had too. Towards the back of the property there was a hollow place full of brush and shrubbery where we could hide. It was like a small valley, the perfect spot. He wouldn't find us there. We got outside and started running, running as fast as we could. As soon as we reached that valley all would be well. We stopped at the neighbors who lived near the valley and tried to wake them, warn them, but there was no response. The man had already been there. We ran and ran and fell into the valley. While we caught our breath we tried to relax, after all we were safe now. He wouldn't find us now. In the twinkling of an eye I heard a menacing "Hello", and all went black.
