In January of this year I posted a story about a call I received from a friend regarding a demonic experience he had and the dream of my own possession I had later that night. Since that day I've had about one to three dreams a month of me being possessed.
To be honest I wasn't all that concerned with the dreams. As a pre-cognizant dreamer, I probably should have been. But I never felt I was in any danger. I never felt bad presences or anything like that. The dreams were just scary (although the more I began to have them, the less scary they became and the more brave I became) and during the first 2 months I just thought they were playing on my fear of being possessed.
However, with their oddly continual occurrences, I began to believe that maybe there was a hidden message. Although I only told my very best friend about these dreams. I sorta ignored them until the last two of these "possession dreams" that I had.
Now, in every possession dream I'm in a different setting. Sometimes I'm in the place where I fell asleep, sometimes I'm in someplace completely unrecognizable. But almost everything is consistent. I can't move, breathe or speak well. I try and say my Spirit Guide's name, calling out to her for help, then I try and call out to my mother, and then I call out for God (I'm wondering if this has to do with my faith and trust in those three people, and in order from least-trusted in keeping me safe from bad spirits to most trusted. Yes, I trust in God above all else to keep demons from harming me, and I always have.) I've never heard anything in the dreams except myself, and felt the struggle of my will to live a free and happy life against the invisible force hurting me. However in my second to last dream I heard a voice for the first time.
I was struggling to call out for God. Usually by the time I get to calling out God, I'm beginning to move and wake up. However this time I was really struggling to say the word 'God'. I couldn't hardly say it. And as I tried I heard a deep voice laughing at me. This scared me (although also made me more determined) because never before had I heard a voice speak to me. Then it said something about a little girl. I can't remember exactly what he/it said because I didn't write it down and I have a terrible memory of dreams. But something about a little girl, which concerned me because there is a little girl ghost who lives in my house.
The last dream I had was completely different though. This time I wasn't the one who was possessed.
I was in the house of a friend's and I was talking downstairs with her and her husband. My best friend was there with me (the one I mentioned earlier). Then my friend, who's home we were in, asked if I could check out the house really quick. She thought maybe a ghost was living in it. I looked at my best friend and he shrugged and nodded (because we do a lot of paranormal stuff together, including "ghost hunting"). So I headed up the stairs, but for some reason my best friend didn't follow. I then heard giggling. Like children, like a boy and girl specifically. And I turned to them downstairs and said "I think they're children" (or something along those lines) and as I took a few steps more I heard the voice from the previous possession dream say "when they free it, I will take it" in reference to their new born baby.
And I was not going to let it take the baby.
So I ran into the room where the baby was and began to yell at this demonic force, saying that it wouldn't take the baby, I wouldn't let it (and things of that nature). I began to say the Lord's Prayer which is something I do almost every night, because it makes me feel safe and protects me. It's like my own safety blanket, and I was desperate to protect this baby. I began say the Lord's Prayer and all of a sudden mucus began flowing out of my nose and mouth, to keep me from saying the Lord's Prayer. I bent over some sort of wash basin and let it run out, trying to push it out to get rid of it. I told the force that this wouldn't stop me and eventually the mucus stopped flowing and I began saying the Lord's Prayer again. If I remember correctly the demon laughed at me and I ran to the baby. I put my hand on the baby and began saying the Lord's Prayer and every time I put my hand on the child and began the prayer again it would start wailing loudly, like the Prayer hurt it. At some point the parents and my best friend arrived. And when they came into the room, by the cradle where I was saying the Prayer, they were panicking. By that time I was having difficulty breathing and saying the prayer, but I pushed myself to say it, pushing myself harder and harder.
And I spoke up wheezing "My Lord, who art in heaven" and I stopped, sitting up and frightening my dog. However after a short pause I began saying it again, still feeling half asleep and in danger. When I was almost through I realized I was really awake and stopped.
I called a friend of my mother's a week or two later, concerned with the shift in my dreams. She was into psychic stuff, and although she doesn't have a name for it, she can feel what people need through her hands. I called her for advice because my mother likes to avoid the subject of my abilities, and my mother's friend knew and understood more about the psychic world than I did. She had some ideas but said she didn't know enough about demonic things to know. But she gave me a cleansing session and did tarot cards with me, and they revealed I was safe and that my Spirit Guide and Guardian Angels were watching over me.
I finally told my mother and her opinion is it's my fear that I'm loosing control in my life because of the personal problems I'm having with my father. I don't think so.
I had a dream that I wrote my story on this site, so I'm hoping you all will have real answer for me. Or at least advice.
If you want to contact me more personally, or just talk to a teenager with psychic abilities my email is on my profile.