A Little Faith. #1. · 3:38am Jul 26th, 2019
This will be a place where I can vent.
Or simply share my thoughts and prayers and good friends.
Tonight I want to share an experience I had with night terrors.
Or at least I think they're night terrors.
When I was about 11 , I used to have a certain nightmare.
It was of this young girl dressed in black and white. She had pale skin, saddened eyes and short dingy Raven hair. For about five months, I'd dream about this person in horrible situations. One was about myself being in a hotel and she'd whisper for me to hurt myself, if I didn't I'd see horrible visions of people being hurt instead.
I had another, where she was in a movie theater with me. Yet even though I was there to watch something sweet, like Beauty and the Beast. She'd make the theater show footage of the dead or dying.
The worst dream though, being one where I was at church listening to the sermon. But then she entered the grounds, the windows of the church shattered. The sun outside became pitch black and this girl, began to attack me!
These dreams wouldn't allow me much rest, I could sense something watching me during the night. Even a few instances of feeling as if something was sitting on the bed with me, such a horrid time.
It wasn't until I finally told my mother, that something wonderful happened!
She didn't claim it as a phase nor think I was being silly. She gave full faith that I was in trouble, and starting that night for a whole week!
She slept with me in my bed, we stayed up together if I felt uneasy.
Shared prayers and talked about our favorite verses of the Bible.
For that whole week I was able to sleep well, the dreams coming to a halt unable to haunt me.
After the week was over, my mother bought me a silver cross necklace.
Engraved a prayer on it, just for me.
She said if evil ever tried to do me harm, to simply say a prayer and not think about the girl.
If you don't give wicked things attention, they have no power to hurt you!
Since then, I've never had those dreams again.
Now 16, I still have the cross.
I wear it everyday, as a reminder that my mother's faith will always keep me safe!
That's just....absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing this incredible story.