My name is Mark. Ever since I can remember I've always had this happening to me, but never cared to talk about it.
At some nights, while sleeping, I find myself woken up to the exact same sound, Bell Tolls, Screams, and my name being called. All happened more than once, I have no idea as to what relation they might have. The dreams and name calling always have a familiar tone to the voice, my mothers. My mother hasn't passed away she's still very much alive. But this isn't about the things I hear, but about the things I see as well.
I can't have myself linking them to each other, because most of the times, they make no sense. I happen to see/feel something before going to sleep, it has nothing to do with the house I stay in. We change houses every now and then. But while trying to sleep, I can't help but feel a strange weight over my blanket. It isn't similar to a person's heaviness, but it always strikes my mind, that someone is sitting next to me on that bed, with their hands over the blanket. And when I look to see what's there, there's nothing but darkness, which also brings me to my next subject the seeing.
While in a dark area, have it be streets, rooms, anywhere but Mostly when I'm alone, I can't help but feel NOT alone. This might seem crazy, but it\'s got to the point where I\'ve started talking to what was there, in order to make myself feel better, I tell myself they would protect me if anything goes wrong, and go to sleep. It's always a woman, I feel her presence, and I see her shape in the darkness, never her true identity. I never see her face, only her shape, and she's always just standing there. I'm kind of shaking talking about this.
What could possibly be the link to all the Bell Tolls, Screams, and Name calling. Could that shape ever truly be linked to them? I guess it\'s always going to be one of those questions that just remain unanswered. -M