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Something to tell - part-11
13 April around 2 and 3 a.m.

I knew it, the silence doesn't remain for long. When I think it's over, it all begins.
Last night I saw a dream, particularly a nightmare. I remember everything looked grey in it. I can't explain it clearly. It was somewhat like my old house. There was only my mother and me. I don't know I remember someone say a dog died at the field behind my house and that's why I hear the sound of running at the rooftop.
The truth is when I lived in my previous house and I was a kid. At night, we generally heard the footsteps or like someone was running at the rooftop. My room was below it, so I always heard it.
In the dream, I felt like I knew that house was haunted and my mother too. There was only one thing in my mind, “Don't let anything or anyone smell your fear, you have to act like you are good.”
Then I remember it was all blurry when I was walking in the stairs. Then, I saw something like a photograph in my brain, someone covered in white cloth, I felt scared I didn't wanted to open it and saw the face.
The next thing I remember, I felt like my eyes opened but again saw a picture of a girl. She looked kinda like me. Maybe my image of another life, I was sleeping. But I doesn't end. What? The horror.
I was not still awake. My brain was hurting as hell. I felt like it was above me but I can't see it. I was scared, totally.
I again then saw a dream. I don't remember clearly, but a boy asked something and my reply was like “nothing/no one”, I don't remember what I said. I felt it was dream. I said, “Mommy! Daddy!”...
I woke up but I didn't woke up exactly again. I was afraid. I again called, “Mummy! Papa!”.
Again I woke up but didn't...
I called them again. I was feeling frightened, I never felt something like that. My head was about to burst. I had a feeling that someone is trying to take over me. I don't know anything, then I was like, I was punching in my chest and was trying to wake up.
I thought I was about to loose my senses so I started saying the name of a God in my mind. The thing is whenever I get stuck in something like that I remember his name. Don't know why it just comes in my mind.
By the grace of God, I woke up, I really woke up this time. My breath was faster, I felt, I was reminding myself about a thing I was thinking about in my dream, “Don't show your fear.”
Luckily, I woke up but I wasn't able to sleep again as I was still feeling its presence around. Okay, clearly, it was still there, and it is. So I just checked the time in my mobile. It was 2:52. Why I woke up at that hour. Completely that time is known as devil's hour. When spirits are at their full power.
My mind started to play with me. So I slept again. I felt someone touched my legs. I opened my eyes again. I again saw the time 3:02 or 3:05, I guess. I was sleepy. I closed my eyes and I fall asleep somehow.

To be continued...
Based on a true story...

© XxStarwarexX

It really was scary. I was waking up again and again in my dream or whatever it was. No wonder my head was about to burst.