This writing is a prompt initiated by @JonicaBradley sometimes when I get lost and hit the writer's block, I remember Jonica, she's a great creator of prompt writing that has helped many people on this platform, you can check her out and her prompt community, I would like you all to gaze your eyes on every word you are gonna read from this article, you're about to get your mind blown just like I had mine when I remembered this dream.
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It all started that evening after I have overworked my fragile body, the day was very slow unlike other days, it was like the time was pulsed several times, I wonder all day as I overstress this fragile body of mine, I had never worked this way before, yet the time seems to be against me.
Thank God the day is over, I thought to myself as I sat on the sofa in my living room, I wonder what I would eat for dinner as I have no strength to good, finally, I decided to go down the street to a certain canteen where people hardly buy food, the rumor was that the old woman selling food, uses her food to initial people to her cult. What a stupid thought in this 21st century, people are just so ignorant and naive, what is occult when I'm about to die of hunger.
I ate my belly full and went straight home, at least I had little energy to watch TV, I sat back on my sofa and put the TV on with the remote, I remember locking my door when I entered my house, yes, I remember, but on my way to my room, I found the door open, it was not broken, it wasn't forced in, how the hell did the door open itself. I lock it again, went to my room, changed my cloth, and went back to the living room. Back to my favorite chair to continue the movie I was watching.
With my tired body, the more I stare at the TV, the more it becomes blurred, what was wrong with me, it was unlike me to fall asleep this fast, I couldn't help it, as I was about to stand and up, down to the ground I went, I was fast asleep.
I knew very well in my mind I was sleeping, yet my mind was getting dark and blank, I couldn't imagine things again, so I gave in and went ahead with my beautiful sleep.
In that same instant, I found myself on my sofa watching TV, I was shocked, what just happened, I knew I have just fallen asleep, did I wake up again, at that moment, my spirit man was awake, and immediately I knew I was in a dream, I stood up, walked around my living room, as I moved into the kitchen passageway, I felt this heavy pressure, there was this unpleasant present I could feel too, I knew I wasn't alone in the room anymore. I walk faster to the kitchen to get a knife, I was becoming scared already, I walked towards the living room, I couldn't find anyone, probably I was worrying too much, I turn to return the knife to the kitchen that was when I saw this tall black figure standing in front of me. It has no face but I could tell it was smiling
As I tried to step back out of fear, I tripped, (Since I was a Christian) I tried to scream the name of Jesus, but nothing was coming out of my mouth, it was like my own voice betrayed me, I scream and scream but no sound was coming out, it was at that time I sermon the courage to fight, I stood up and try to fight, I threw some punches but I wasn't touching him, I tried using the knife in my hand, and the black figure fought back, we fought and fought but it was like the dark figure was stronger than me, it grabbed me and pinned me to the ground, took the knife, it rise the knife high, I could see how shinny and sharp it is.
Immediately, I started crying and begging for my life, I begged and promise to do anything if it doesn't kill me, the more I beg, the more it become angry, I was looking at the knife as it came down with full force, I closed my eyes only for the knife to land next to my face, the dark figure bend close to my face and whisper to my ear saying: "Go and get stronger, the fight isn't over" it was then I woke up, I was breathing heavily and sweating with tears in my eyes, could that have been a dream, I ran to check how long I was out only for me to realize I had only slept for 5minute.
The End.
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Oh that was a bad dream trying to kill you. I had a dream similar like that, that I cannot shout until I know from my husband that I am having a words that cannot be understood.