About a year ago, my granny died. I had been sleeping in my dad's study while she slept in my room. When she died, we left the bed how is was and a month later, I started sleeping in my room again. The first night was ok, but when a week flew by, I started getting nightmares. I always saw the same man in my dreams, always. He was very clean and wore a suit. I never quite saw his face but he would seem to do very nasty things. The strange thing was only when I slept in MY room alone, I would get nightmares. I didn't tell anyone about it because I thought it was nothing.
Five months had passed and the nightmares got worse and worse. I could never seem to wake up from them. I would end up waking in the middle of the night and right when I woke up, my cat medusa would me immediately right by my bed side. I soon got the guts to tell my neighbor. I discussed it with her and I told her that I thought that the man in the suit was the devil. I was really scared to go to sleep that I started staying up.
One night I woke up and I felt a pain in my leg. There were three scratches on my upper thigh. I ignored it but I realized that I had to tell my mom or dad. I told my mom but she just said that it was all in my head. But the thing is that right before my grandma died, I had a nightmare. I finally decided to tell my dad, I told him everything except about the scratches on my upper thigh. He brought a blessed rosary and a dream catcher and put it above my bed. I stopped having nightmares for a awhile, about 9 months, then my cat medusa died and they came back. They weren't coming as often though and only every now and then. And when I do have nightmares, it's the same one over and over again.
My brother says its my conscience, I haven't really done anything bad. Im' very frightened sometimes about what's going to happen to me in my dream because it doesn't ever end, I usually wake up right before something happens to me.