Dreams As A Warning

I can't remember the last time I posted a story but that is not to say that all has been quiet. Far from it! My night time visitor is still there, along with another one, Yes he has an accomplice now hahaha, laugh I may but truth be said, the accomplish is there all day everyday and has me running out of rooms in my home not to mention I have been hearing weird noises at work and heavy breathing.

For those of you who had read and commented on my story re-occurring dreams you will obviously know what I am talking and going through.

Last night, I thought I would hit the sack early I have been very tired on the late and I took myself to bed at 930pm. My son was watching the MTV awards so I felt safe as there was loads of light coming into the bedroom and my kitten for the first time after a long time slept next to me. As I walked into the bedroom I was overwhelmed by fear. I could feel someone in the bedroom with me but again I shrugged it of due to the fact I was tired. I got into bed and closed my eyes, I tossed and turned for what seemed like hours. Inca (my kitten) had decided he would go to the end of the bed and go to sleep there, which pissed me of big time as I was overwhelmed with this feeling of fear practically bricking myself and it seemed to be getting worse.

I managed to get comfortable or I thought I did lying on my stomach with my arm under my pillow, closed my eyes, thirty seconds later I was laying on my side, staring out the window, ten seconds later I was on my back with my hands behind my head, gazing at the ceiling. I don't know if I was asleep or awake, but I found myself on my side thinking of my night time visitor but I opened my eyes and I was laughing, an evil laugh, which freaked me out. I moved my legs under the duvet to make sure Inca was still lying there on the bed. He was thank God. The feeling of fear was strong and I found myself looking around the bedroom and out of the window. The time on the clock showed 2230pm...

Not sure as I said, if I was asleep or awake or both,

I was woken up by Inca (my kitten) trying to bite my hand. I sat up in bed and told him to stop it as I had to get up for work in the morning. He ran to the end of the bed and curled up. I got out of bed, and walked towards Inca, I was just about to stroke him when his little paws grabbed my hand, his mouth opened and he went to bite my hand. My sweet kitten was a vampire, he was changing colour, he was turning black, his teeth were really large and pointed and his tail grew, I tried to stay calm and get him to release my hand but to no avail, with the kitten hanging of my hand I started to walk out of the bedroom all the time avoiding that fatal bite.

I walked into the hallway and found myself in a cinema, I slowly walked up the stairs and looked at all the people sitting there watching a film and I whispered to Inca "go and get them not me", she would not let go of my hand, I don't know how I managed to loosen the grip but I ended up literally throwing her on to this man and I ran. I could not find an exit door, I was in a panic, thinking the kitten would be coming for me, there in front of me were three doors, I went through one, it was the wrong door, I ran back in and down some stairs, there was another door I had no choice but to go through, or otherwise it was back up the stairs and I would be dead, I pushed the door open and ran through it, the door slammed shut behind me. I was outside it is snowing pure white snow, thick flakes, falling fast, my friends come over to get me, we where waiting for you, where have you been, I am being escorted to a house, a house that looks so familiar so safe and warm.

I opened my eyes to the wind singing my name which is something I have never encountered. It was not seconds after hearing my name, I heard the nails scrape across the garden window. I lay in my bed for what at that time seems like an eternity listening and hoping that it was just my imagination. I listened and listened, my heart was in my throat I could hardly breath. I moved my feet around the bed praying Inca would be asleep and he was.

Without looking at the window, I sat up and looked on the bed to see if the kitten was there, he was, but I did not for the first time want my kitten there I was terrified, I jumped out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. I went and sat on the toilet seat for 10 minutes or so, going through what I had just seen and what it meant. I actually wanted to throw up I was that scared, and my head kept spinning.

I eventually plucked up the courage to go back to bed, Inca was still on the bed, I was scared to touch her or have her near me but I let her sleep, I put the radio on but I kept my eyes focused on everything else but the window. The scraping noise had stopped. There was an urge for me to light the candles and fall asleep why the candles were burning, but something told me not to. I got back into bed and as soon as I put the duvet on me I heard someone get up of the computer chair, my heart started to beat really fast, it was also difficult for me to breath, I just lay there hoping that I would not have a panic attack, I listened to a few things being touched and moved and then dropped on the shelf, I don't remember what happened after that but the last time I looked at the clock it was 130am.

I don't know if dreams carry messages but on the late I have been dreaming about cats & kittens a lot, there is the pure white kitten, the blue kitten with the unknown presence that keeps coming back to haunt me.

These dreams and feeling of fear are coming strong and fast, I am overwhelmed with fear, I jump even walking in a crowded street. So what do you all think? Is he back but harming me in different way or are my dreams a warning and if so warning of what.