Morning Everyone,

Last night I had the most awful dream. To be truthful, it wasn’t a dream or what I could really call a nightmare. It was the most terrible night I have every come across in my whole entire life. Read on to find out more.

Tuesday 26th December 2017 - Boxing Day

This was the most horrific experience I have ever encountered. It definitely wasn’t a bad dream or a nightmare. The only way I can describe it was that I was on the brink of entering ’Hell’. Everything was black with different shades of greys appearing and disappearing. I heard noises that even I find hard to describe. My ears were already ringing when I went to bed. It was that really high pitched sound like a kettle on a stove whistling to say it’s boiled.

I had the sound of the ringing in my ears and it was getting louder and louder. The other noises I heard was like a groaning ghoul. It wasn’t the one ’voice’ I heard. I heard loads of them. I was shouting for my husband. I couldn’t pronounce his name. The noise I made was like I had no teeth and my mouth was having a spasm. Even my voice sounded like a deep evil spirit. I couldn’t move either. My body was is complete paralysis. I have suffered sleep paralysis hundreds of times throughout my life and I know it wasn’t that.

It actually felt like I had no body at all! I was just there in mind. Everything felt numb and I couldn’t move. My breath became very short. I’m surprised I could even breathe at all. The noises of the ghouls and the ringing just went up in volume to its maximum level. I was crying out for my husband to rescue me. I couldn’t move and it felt like I was going to die! I knew this was the end and my life was over.

Suddenly I woke up. I couldn’t believe I was awake and sitting up in bed. I was so shaken. What had I just witnessed? I ran into the other bedroom where my husband was sleeping and I shook him and called his name to wake up. I was so frightened! He didn’t know what was going on. He thought I had a bad dream. This was not a bad dream!!! I tried to hard to describe to my husband what happened. Everything that I saw and heard, the not being able to move. I was so glad he was there and held me. I said to him I didn’t want to put my head down as I was afraid of going back to where I was. I was so scared, I was afraid to go to the bathroom in the dark and on my own. I made my husband turn on all the lights and chaperone me to the bathroom. I was just glad to be alive!

I’m sure you all will have your own thoughts on this. Some of you will believe it was a bad dream or a nightmare. I’m telling you from deep down in my heart of hearts, I had witnessed the doorway to Hell! I don’t ever want to go there again. I still feel like I haven’t described properly what happened. I can’t really put it into words, but this is the only way I can describe it. I’m not a scaredy cat! The dark doesn’t frighten me! One thing for sure is that it’s made me believe that Hell well and truly exists! Part of me feels like I did have a near death experience, and it wasn’t pleasant! I hope I go back to having my dreams, I definitely don’t want to have another night like I did last night. Not again, not ever!

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