Okay, well, a few years ago I became a lucid dreamer. It's when you feel everything in your dreams. It's more real than reality, sometimes. So, this time I was in this weird looking house and I was going from room to room looking for something.

I was opening the doors, peeking into the rooms, and then closing them. Sometimes I would see people and sometimes it was just clutter. Everything was old and breaking, though. So anyway, I opened a door and saw an old woman knitting in front of the fireplace. Instead of just closing the door, I hesitated. She suddenly looked up at me and then flew at me. She had changed into like, a really really scary woman with fire red hair and ashy skin.

She shoved me into a coffee table, and I knew I broke something. She kept kicking me and biting me and punching me and mocking me. I couldn't do anything! Finally I tried to whisper Jesus, but I couldn't. I tried again and it came out as a whisper. She didn't stop, but I felt stronger. So I rebuked her, and she screamed this horrifying scream and like, vanished.

Then I was trying to wake up, and I couldn't. It took me praying to God that I would be free from this nightmare to wake up. I woke up with bruises...