When you're having premonitions of committing suicide after watching your healthy and strong parents and brother drop dead while hearing satanic chanting then watching yourself blow your own brains out with a .308 rifle... yeah I screamed like a little girl.. Ive been having major night terrors including the screaming when I finally come to.
First it started when I had a lucid dream of a 5 story house. The house l seen was like a large 1800s style farm house. The exterior is white with paint peeling off, the front porch wrapped around to the right.
The first floor: the first floor is beautiful, beautiful lavender and periwinkle painted walls expensive furnishings with gold rimmed plates and bowls, beautiful crystal chandeliers, the hardwood floors were polished beautifully, the spiral staircase was immaculate with no creaks or squeaks when walked on.
The second floor: the second floor is a plain Jane with sanded hardwoods, fresh white paint on walls and average furnishings. Nothing much to see.
The third floor: the third floor had windows busted out, water damaged floors and walls. The ceiling falling in.
The fourth floor: soaked. Top to bottom with water. Walls falling apart staircase is sketchy.
Fifth floor: collapsed in and rotted out.
I remember walking around the back of the house and seeing an out building that had two rooms and no doors. All I remember saying is "thats the witch house" repeatedly then my eyes being sealed shut and like donkey kicked to the ground and feeling a presence floating around me telling me "you're a worthless fuck thats never gonna amount to shit" and then I woke up.
Last night, I delivered the freezers I had. Went to bed finally after being up all day and night, I was at my friends house and we were kicking an unknown what we called pedophile woman out of the house. Cut scene. Next I see my pickup being jumped because the battery died and then driving home. I remember coming down a hill with no brakes then pulling on a lever and stopping in my drive way.
I get out and I pet my yard puma monkey because he greets everyone that stops by. All of a sudden im holding a sharp pickaxe like they used in the mines and then hearing satanic chanting surrounding me. Sky is pitch black but the surrounding trees and landscape is lit up like its day time, this guy in a black hooded cloak. Hes also chanting reaching out for my neck and I swing the pickaxe and slice his whole face off and he falls flat on his back and i slam the spike part into him. I run inside as the chanting gets louder, im yelling to my parents to get some fire arms around to protect ourselves, after watching my healthy and strong parents and brother drop dead while hearing satanic chanting coming from outside, I watched myself sit cross legged on the floor and heard "youre never going to be free again you worthless fuck" I opened my eyes again seeing myself crying with a .308 rifle under my chin and pulling the trigger and feeling blood and bones hit me in the face as I watched in horror.
I was awoken by the guys I had become friends with as I've delivered for them multiple times, waking me up saying they could hear me screaming bloody murder from inside my truck and they were inside the store installing the freezers. The police were there and the whole nine yards. Took a drug test, passed.
I haven't really felt the same all day. I've cried it out a few times even as I've typed this. I'm not one to seek help but, my gray witch that has been there for me for the last three years, told me I need to find help. Medication will not solve it. I have not been possessed by any demonic entities ever in my life. Please understand if you've been wanting to talk to me or trying to shoot me a message and I haven't replied, dont take it to heart. Im just workin on things.