This is my first post on this website, and I'd like to give a warm hello. I thank you for your time and if there is any input, I would genuinely love to read it!
To start off my experience, I'd like to begin with a little background, before I get into details. All my life, I've had odd dreams of insignificant moments with either friends, family or (who were at the time) complete strangers. They would always be short snippets of a conversation or an action taking place. Then around 6 months later, it would happen, and I would immediately get a warm sensation and remember. I've always been naturally athletic and could easily outrun/out-perform almost all the other boys. I never held much interest in sports, so finally, as an arrogant and feisty youth, I picked up martial arts. It's opened my eyes and pushed my will and strength to new heights. To this day, I haven't stopped practicing. Shortly after beginning my training, my dreams stopped and life got "normal" (for lack of a better term). My grades picked up, I was focused, strong and I lost that youthful arrogance that we all get when we feel invincible. In its place, I gained a new respect and perspective on life that I've never lost and that I will always live by.
(Fast forward 2 years) autumn of 2008, I spent the night out with some friends, watching their band play at a small venue and was sitting in the back of the van, just staring at the road behind us, as we drove home. The night was calm and cool, almost enough to start seeing my breath. Passing under streets as we just get into town, I see a shadow of a man being projected on to the street from an overpass above us. So I look up and there is no one there. Immediately after that realization, a terrible headache takes over and I'm overwhelmed with pain. My friends speed up and hurry back home to make sure I'm ok. After about an hour, it finally goes away and I tell them what I saw.
In disbelief, one by one, they all eventually call it a night and leave. At this point, I'm sitting in my friend's house, which is 100 yards from mine. I could see how exhausted he was, so I got up and left for my brief walk home.
Walking, I felt a cool breeze brush by and noticed that no leaves or branches were rustling or showing the slightest sign of disturbance. At this point, I'm leaning on the edge of fear. I could see vehicle headlights in the distance, and they were fast approaching. It was a white van, speeding up, going in the wrong side of the road. It comes to a screeching stop in front of me, and the driver's window slowly roll down. I get ready to take off running, when I see something come flying out of the window. I didn't get a good look at what it was, but if it hit me, I know I would have gone down. The object whizzes past me and that fear I was feeling turned to anger. I stopped running and began walking towards the van. Pulling out my pocket knife, I began to shout. "What's up, tough guy?! You're just going to sit in your van and throw s*** at me?!"
That's when I heard it-- a voice in my head. It was the voice of a man. Deep and commanded respect. "Run. Run for your life." My anger was immediately replaced with self-preservation, and I took off running, faster than I ever have in my entire life. Through my neighbors backyards, I couldn't see a thing. Just the darkness. I was moving so fast, it felt as though my torso couldn't keep up with my legs. Like something was pulling me. I got home safe and sound. Scared and angry, I faded into sleep, thinking about that voice.
Two nights later, I have a dream. I'm standing in my childhood home, just look out the window, when all of a sudden everything goes black. I can't reach out for anything, I don't hear anything and the silence is almost deafening. Suddenly, a gigantic red orb appears before me. It speaks. It's that same voice.
"In many ways, you possess a lot of strength. Your physical prowess, your intellect, your natural instinct to stop and face genuine fear. One day, that won't be enough. Not for you, and not for those you care about. You will need power, and when that day comes, I will be there for you. You'll just have to reach out and grasp it. I'll be seeing you."
Ever since then, I haven't experienced anything out of the ordinary. I have a wonderful girlfriend, a good job and I've even moved to the next town over. Things have been going so well. Until lately. The past 2 weeks, I've been hearing voices and seeing things coming from the corner of my eyes.
Am I losing my mind? I feel like things are turning into a really bad horror movie. Any insight/advice/interpretations/comments would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.