I've been editing and sorting wedding photos for a few hours today and honestly, my eyes need a break. Since I'm here anyway, I'm going to let you in on yet another creepy ass dream I had last night between wake ups... You're welcome... Here we go..
I had put my kids in bed hours after my husband left for third shift. I picked up dinner stuff, put up the little bits of this and that scattered around from the day and even sat down and played a few games in the silence of my ME time. The house was quiet as I put my controller away and started turning lights off. TOO quiet for me.. I shook my head before I had the chance to psych myself out. By that time I was TIRED. I got in a warm shower, got out, got dressed and pranced over to the bed where only the bedside lamp was the source of any light. I hit the remote so the fan would turn on the lowest setting, snuggled right in to my big plush comforter and adjusted all three of MY pillows. My own little nest... Once I was completely comfortable, I reached for the light and turned it off. It didn't take long for me to be pulled into dreamland. I woke up to a faint chimey like music.. I sat up thinking it MUST be in my head... It didn't stop. I looked at my phone.. Black screen, no music. It was getting a little louder before it hit a constant sound and then it was gone. I got up and went to the window. Surely I must've been imagining that. I looked at the clock. It was 2:39 AM. It sounded like an innocent ice cream type chime but come on..". it was 2:39 AM! I pulled the corner of the curtain back just far enough to where I could peek out into the darkness. The only streetlight near my house had burnt out two days earlier, figures. I strained my eyes to make out SOMETHING that could've made the noise. It couldn't have left.. it sounded so close before it just stopped. As my eyes scanned the blackness of the night, they stopped towards my mailbox. Parked at the edge of the road, right near my mailbox was what looked like...an ice cream truck. What the... I could feel my heart start to beat faster.. I slowly backed away from the curtain and attempted to quickly find my phone without turning on the light. Why would it be there? Why right THEN? I tried taking deep breaths as I dialed my husband. (I know right, my husband before 911? Idiot... But, dreams... ) After seven long rings, the voicemail picked up. DAMN IT! I tried once again. Seven rings.. voicemail. By now the deep breaths weren't even trying to happen. The doors are locked.. The doorbell has a camera. The camera! It can see things at night! I pull up the app so I can access the camera from my phone. Connecting... connecting... Black? I hit the speaker button to see if I can hear anything since there must be something wrong with the video. As soon as I do.. I hear something. Something breathing. RIGHT NEXT TO THE CAMERA! Something was out on my porch? What?!? As I took one step still watching the black screen, suddenly a face backed away from the camera and came into focus. It was like the blackness was the pupil of it's eye. I could only make out part of the face. The body was cloaked in black that matched the rest of the night. "I thought you'd never wake up. I have something for you." It was the deepest voice I had ever heard outside of a movie and it was talking to ME! I gasped, stepped back and dropped my phone. "Uh uh uh... No noises.." I heard my face down phone say.. All of a sudden, my ringtone blasts at top volume. My husband is calling! I try to answer to get it to stop but the screen is stuck on the camera. The thing on my porch with it's black eyes and large mouth starts to smile and it's body, what I could make out anyway, starts to twitch and sway. "I'm going to need you to open the door now..." The voice was a different pitch all together.. I tried desperately to close the camera so I could call the police and stop my husband from calling but it was stuck. I couldn't even restart it. Meanwhile, the ringtone blares as my husband (who is now probably worried as hell) continues to call to see what's going on and the whole time, the thing on the porch changes its voice telling me to open the door... it has something for me. Then my daughter starts to cry for me. Everything got quiet. The thing on my phone stopped moving it's body and started to bring it's face closer to the camera again. "Open this door." I tried to sneak past the front door to get to her and as I approached it I heard the thing on the other side of it.. "Open this door, open this door... Or children, your children you will have no more." It was loud and repeated again and again and again. I went to my husbands safe and pulled out a pistol. I loaded it and went back to the front door. The rhyme went again and again. Tears of anger and pure fear ran down my face as I held the gun up to the paneled door.. Then it stopped. I waited and listened.. Nothing.. Then I heard the chime music again. Breathing heavier than ever, I ran to my window to peek to see what I hoped would be the truck driving away. It was gone. I scanned hard to make sure. My face was close to the glass when out of nowhere BAM! The thing was right there, face to face with me. Separated only by a panel of glass. "You'll never sleep again..." It smiled bigger and bigger until it's skin started to rip apart from it's mouth.
AND THEN I WOKE UP!
It was really weird... and a little bit creepy... Do I check my camera at night? Sometimes.. Did I after that dream? HELL NO! I did look out the window briefly and thank GOD the streetlight was actually ON! I believe there's something wrong with me.. Now that that's out of the way... Good night! And sweet dreams everyone!!!!
-SuperMom
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