I'm not really sure if I was experiencing a ghost when this happened, but maybe someone can help me figure out what did exactly happen. This was about two months ago and it started out as a horrible dream. I dreamed that I was with my family and we were about to get into a car to drive somewhere. I don't know where, but from what I remember of my dream, I don't think I wanted to go because I jumped out of the car from the back window in defiance of my dad's orders. The next thing I know, it was like we were at the scene of an accident, even though no one was hurt and there was no accident.
The police were there talking to my family and I was off to the side away from them, wrapped in a blanket. I started to run away and my dad started to chase after me, and for some reason I knew he wanted to kill me. Now it was just him and me running. I was able to get pretty far while he was chasing me but all the sudden, I began to run slower and slower, like I was running in sand, until I was barely running at all. Then he turned the corner and came right up to me with a knife in hand. He stabbed me in the stomach and then pulled it out. Then he stabbed me again in the shoulder but instead of pulling the knife out he dragged it up from my shoulder across my throat, like a diagonal line from my left shoulder to the top right hand corner of my throat, but when it reached my neck I was completely aware of the dream.
I just couldn't wake up. I could hear and feel myself choking and gagging and I felt the knife dragging through my throat. It was so real. Every bone the knife crossed I felt it crack. I wanted to scream so badly, so that someone might here me and come fully wake me, so I tried with all my might to scream as loud as I could. It finally worked and a piercing scream escaped me. My eyes were wide open at this point. I stared at the ceiling for a few seconds out of fear and shock.
Then I tried to get up but it felt like something heavy was on top of me and I couldn't move. I felt myself trying to move but I wasn't. It didn't feel like I was paralyzed. It felt like a force was holding me down. After awhile I was able to move again and I was so scared to look around my room because I felt like something was there, so I just pulled the covers over my head as tightly as possible and went back to sleep.
When I slept I had another dream. Only I thought it was real because in my dream I woke up and told my mom about the dream I just had. Then my friend came over because we walk to school together in the morning. She was in my room and I was in bed, and her eyes turned black and her face changed. She looked so evil. She started taunting me about the dream I just had and I realized it wasn't her voice at all. In my dream I knew she was a demon disguised as my friend, and the demon was tormenting me with my dreams. Again I woke from the dream in another dream if that make sense.
This kept happening through the whole night. I thought I was never going to wake up, that I would be trapped in an endless dream. When I finally did, my mother came into the room angry because she said she came in to wake me up before, and that I was going to be late for school. I start crying because I didn't know if I was still dreaming or not. I get chills whenever I think about it. I have never been so scared in my life. I felt terrified
Before that night I had never really had a bad dream. It wasn't just scary, it was evil. I don't think I ever want to feel that way again. If you can help explain it to me, I would much appreciate it.