Last night I had the most terrifying dream of my life. It had me so shaken up I would not go back to sleep till I passed out from exhaustion. Since I've already told someone about it on MSN and I am a lazy person, I shall paste it. Of course, I'm not so lazy that I won't edit it for your viewing pleasure (or displeasure, whichever).

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I dreamt my parents and I went away on holiday somewhere and stayed in a hotel. My mum and I shared a room, dad in another. Weird things started happening in my room. I got a strange vibe... then objects would fly around. When a couch flew at me, I said OK we should go. So my mum and I stayed in my dad's room and things were ok for awhile till the next morning, I woke feeling a presence.

I told my parents about it but they said it was just my imagination (how typical, even after my mum saw the flying couch!). That night I had a horrible dream (within the dream). There were these really intense vibrations in my bed but it wasn't pleasurable. This is where it gets embarrassing...

I woke with a big black dildo under the covers (still in the dream :P).

Laugh if you must, I know where most of these elements are from. You can blame it on Boon Ying ;p There's a godawful Millie Jackson album cover with her holding a black shoe (Boon Ying's display pic) that looks like a dildo in the thumbnail.

So anyway, the dildo was covered in a sticky substance that, I assume, was supposed to be cum, but it wasn't and I couldn't very well tell my parents. Here's where it gets creepy.. I started hearing things. First it was like small swooshes, then faint whispers. Gradually I heard a female voice.

She began whispering warnings. Initially, she sounded concerned, telling me to be careful. After awhile she got really menacing and it was obvious she meant I should be careful of her. I'd be online chatting with friends and messages would pop up in red.

"Hello."

"You know who this is."

For some reason I spoke with a woman about my problem, and she told me if something was trailing me to just yell out loud for it to leave me alone. And this is something that ALWAYS happens in my dreams, when I'm trying to defend myself, if I punch someone I just CANNOT seem to muster up the strength to do it. So when I screamed, my voice came out as a whisper.

Then I started to see things. I saw her...

She looked normal except for her eyes... evil. I asked her to leave but she just laughed at me. The woman (the one I confided in) said, once you see one, more will come and my vision blurred with shadows. Some WoW elements come in here. Above these shadows was text.. which I assume was their names but in red (enemies in WoW). That really unnerved me. Thank god I managed to shut them out.

Soon after, I found a newspaper article about a girl who was raped and murdered by her boyfriend. There was a photo of the victim. It was her, but she looked normal then. Her name was Mysha. (I know where that's from too. I'd looked up Sanskrit names for my character on WoW and picked Visha :P)

The whispers were now growing louder and hostile. She basically threatened me, said if I told anyone, there would be trouble. Apparently in my dream I'd done something that was a big secret, something promiscuous. I don't know what it was.

Then one day, out of the blue, she warned me that the next would be my last. I went hysterical. The combination of dread and desperation was so heavy and horrible. I begged my mother to take me to a temple, church, anywhere (hello, Emily Rose). She told me I was being silly and chose to ignore me.

Now whenever dreams get too bad, I have an emergency escape. I feel so terrible that my mind tells me it must be a dream. And when I realise it is, I force myself to wake. So I did. I lay in bed for ages not daring to move, wondering if the dream had been real. You know how it is, feeling like you're stuck in between. It sounds a bit ridiculous now, like a B-grade horror flick but trust me, it freaked me out so badly I had to call someone at 4am just to tell me it was only a dream.