Dream at Russells Farm

Stepping inside of my dreams…
For those of you that do not know me I am on a journey to self discovery. I am starting to analyze and log all of the dreams of my past and other paranormal going ons. Here is a dream that I had when I was about 6.

When I was a little girl I lived in Maryland in an old farm house in the middle of a 360 some odd archer tobacco farm. My room was on the second floor and my bed was next to a set of windows that conveniently overlooked an old decrepit farm house that was bout 300 feet from my home. This farm house and the old decrepit one never sat well with me. I think that the following dream was my first real lucid dream…

One night when I was 6ish I dreamt that I the spirit of a little girl around my age came to me. She was wearing a long white night gown and had shoulder length blonde hair. She wanted me to go with her. I got up out of bed and she led me by the hand down the stairs out the door and to that old house next door. She wanted me to go inside it with her. I had reservations because the house was all but condemned from the outside as it was in life. The spirit was troubled but lonely at the same time.

She moved to the door way and motioned for me to come in. I followed her with reservation. She wanted to play a game. She told me that we must be very quiet because “he” was upstairs and we don’t want to wake him up. When I looked around the house it turned into a livable space again, the walls were plastered and the furniture about was polished. We were sitting on the dining room floor next to a large oak table playing with jacks. We got to laughing like all little girls do and then we heard a noise from up stairs. Something was moving about.

The little girl froze and turned white and transparent and now she looked like a real ghost. She said, “Hurry you must get out of here, he is coming!!” Just then we heard foot steps so heavy that it echoed in the high ceiling room that we were in below. The little girl was in a panic and she said.” It’s too late”. ..

Out of no where her mother also a spirit came in and said “hurry, run little ones…I will fend him off!” The little girl hid under the table clinging to its leg. I got up and moved towards the door stopping dead in my tracks right before it at the bottom of the stairwell. I looked up and there stood an overwhelmingly large man staring down at me.

The mother said “ I will not let you hurt these girls!” and she flew up the stairs toward him and at the same time he leapt into the air effortless like some sort of bird taking flight and he transformed from a figure that looked like a man to a demon of a being. His face melted before my eyes growing long and his teeth transformed in to long wolf like K-9’s his hair melted away and his transparent flesh fell off. He roared like thunder. Flames illuminated his back and he collided with the mother spirit shattering her into a million pieces of light. The little girl screamed and then he was heading toward me. I woke up right before he collided with me at the bottom of the stairs.

In my dream I could feel the heat of his flame and I could feel the vibrations of his roar and the darkness of his anger and the way that the room was drained of all its energy when he grew near. When I woke up and laid in the darkness I could still hear the screams of that little girl in my mind and see her huddled beneath the table when I blinked. 27 years later I can still see him and her clearly in my mind.