I never used to dream. Mainly because I couldnt sleep. But now I have no problem. I had a freak-ish dream last night. Someone was standing in the corner of the room in which i was sleeping. They had a black fur hood on. And they didnt hurt me. They just stood there. And I got scared--really scared. It seemed too real to be a dream, mainly because i remember it so well. But then I layed back down-still in the dream. Then i turned over and started screaming. BUt I couldnt breathe. And my mouth was closed. And then I think i purposely fell off my couch. and then i woke up. it seemed like a long time later. on the other side of the couch. and i had no clue what happened. but i did find some blood on me-

I've had something similar to that before a few times, like Death or the Grim Reaper is standing in the room just looking at me. It was really scary. One time, when I was drinking too much years ago, he actually attacked me three nights in a row. It was like he was trying to rip my liver out. The obvious answer of course is that I was drinking too much, but it's a Hell of a bizarre way for my brain to tell me this I think.

I don't get these dark "presences" so much now, perhaps because I'm used to it and it just wouldn't be so effective anymore? Or maybe I just feel better within myself, I don't know?