Posted on: 2011-10-14 by Guest

It was a dream I had long, long ago, and one of the scariest I had ever experienced. This is how it went: It's night-time. I'm in the lounge, certain shut, but the lights are on, and the TV's on, so all's good. The weather for TV One is on, and the weather radar is showing fierce storms coating the mid-North Island (I live in New Zealand). I head down the hallway and open the door that leads down to the garage/basement. In real life, it is quite dark there at/near night and gives me the chills. Back to the dream: I go down the flight of steps. At the bottom is sitting a grim woman who I believe to be my mother. I tell her the weather, then suddenly: she disappears! Darkness, and I'm alone! I panic! I bolt to the top of the stairs, yanking, wrenching on that door handle - it's locked! I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack! Suddenly - I PUSH the door open! But who comes down the hallway with a horrific, freaky, indescribable, scarred, soul-piercing face? That same woman at the bottom of the stairs. "Don't worry, it's Aunty Ma" she says in a sort of aunt-witch voice. I panic some more and wake up. I remembered all of that! Believe it! So textured, right?