Saturday night. A normal Saturday night.
May 3, 2014. After a long browsing session on the internet I got so sleepy that my drooping eyelid refused to obey resistance. I finally gave up and prepared for bed without showering.
Drifting into sleep was as easy as entering 'the dream world'. I actually don't remember the beginning of the dream but I will still tell my story.
In my dream, I find myself wandering in my old city and house. It wasn't bad at first until I found myself sleeping in my mother's room. Then I saw a shadow across the wall. It was a frigging huge shadow of a giant or something. It was so huge it covered the six meter wall, from end to end.
I was so terrified I run but to no avail. I could still feel it's presence on me. I tried screaming, no sound came out. I couldn't even say "The Name of Jesus" no whisper it. All I could do was talk in my head which only I could hear and maybe God.
In my terror and hope of being saved from this terrifying experience, the spirit spoke up. " I am bigger than something" it said in a deep, commanding, authoritative and arrogant voice. I was so scared what was going to happen to me,
I could feel something being pulled out of my body. More like my spirit was being taken away from my body. The presence became stronger. I tried waking myself up from this nightmare before it gets worse, but I couldn't. It was impossible. I just laid there and waited for it to end.
I waited.
Then I begin to feel heat. Real heat. Not like fire heat but hot room heat. I began to feel my surrounding. It was very quiet. My memory began to work again. Still lying there in sleep and dreaming, I could figure out that the power was out. That was when I knew I had been saved and not dead.
Suddenly my eye flew open. I was right! The power was out and my entire room was pitch black. Fear gribbed me so hard my heart skipped a beat, not once. I reached for my phone to check the time. 02:06GMT. I had only slept for four hours with a terrible dream which nearly took my life.
I looked around. There was no one in the room but myself. Someone opened the door.
I nearly passed out from fear. It was my roommate. He came in to pick his phone and told me he wasn't sleeping here, he was going to sleep in Flavour's room.
Damn! The fear maintained it's level.
Forever minutes into fear and staying in the warm room, the power came back. I quickly turned the lights on to convince myself there was nothing in the room. I prayed. I turned on my laptop to distract myself from the horrifying nightmare. I watched a couple of movies till sunrise.
