OOne night I was getting ready for bed, getting dressed and running back and forth to the bathroom. I finally got everything together for the next morning and made my way to the living room, picking on my brothers, Devin and Cameron, on the way. We had recently gotten a toy poodle, Precious about five months back and she was asleep with my mom in my parents' bedroom, on the foot of the bed as usual. My dad was away on a business trip and so it was my brothers and I were in the living room, watching TV. My mom had gone to bed about thirty minutes before and I started to hear Precious barking, furiously. I heard my mother yell, fear in her voice "Meagan! Get this dog out of here!" I rushed to my parent's bedroom, the lights were off so with the dim light from the hall shining into the room I couldn't see much, but Precious continued to bark as if she was about to attack someone. I was so confused and I could feel my mother's fear. I quickly turned on the master baths light and looked to see what was going on.
Precious's fur sticking straight up, was barking, and leaping towards the corner of the room, closest to my mom's bed. She would dodge and act as if something was coming for her but continued to bark at the corner of the room. I scooped her up and she abruptly stopped barking. I was consoling her and I looked at my mother finally. Her eyes were big and she was pressed up against the headboard of the bed, looking terrified and confused. I have never seen my mother scared except for the time my youngest brother almost choked to death on an Everlasting Gobstopper. But the expression on her face washed away all my doubt that this could be explained, that this was something natural. Precious never slept with in my parent's room again.
I was wondering if this certain event could possibly coincide with one time my mom went to bed early. I don't think anyone else was home. She said she fell asleep and she was on her back. She had a dream of a blue outline of a man came up to the side of her bed and reached down to her waist and started squeezing the breath out of her. My mum was trying to wiggle free, she woke herself up, thinking the dream was over the breath was still being squeezed out of her she looked up and there was the blue outline of the man. He let go of her and slowly disappeared. She told me about how it scared her so.