One night as I was sleeping I suddenly awoke and looked toward the end of my bed. I was surprised to see a pitch blacker than black almost human shaped figure hovering at the end of my bed facing outwards like it was looking watch for the night. As soon as I saw it it bolted in my direction and wrapped itself around my face and neck, it felt warm and like if you put your hand in a floating substance of soft floating sand and static electricity. Then I was suddenly knocked out and back to sleep.
As I was dreaming there was an otter in my dream who wrapped itself around my neck it was warm and fuzzy. I had a sudden realization that this spirit or whatever it was had incorporated itself into my dream. I didn't figure this out until I was thinking about it the next morning. It made me start thinking about all the interactions I have had in the past in my dreams. Maybe when we have interaction with characters and people in our dreams its actual these spirits that roam around the earth trying to interact with us for some reason or another.
I am a very deep thinker and all the experiences that I have had I truly feel are leading me to something bigger in my life that I am still trying to figure out. If you have had a similar type of experience where you saw a spirit and it had somehow incorporated itself into you dream.
Please send me an email of your experience. I am trying to figure out my purpose and I have a pretty good feeling it is along the paranormal lines. Thank you
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My dream had a black figure at the foot of my bed staring at me. I was lucid dreaming at this point in time. He had his chin in his palms, and his head propped up by his elbows. I stared hard at him. He shifted slightly, but didn't respond. I felt malice towards him and was furious that he was in my house.
At this point I stood up, and grabbed him by his head, wound up, and threw him overhand (pitcher-style) into the wall. He pretended to bounce off of it, and looked back at me smiling as if to say "wow, you just did that!". He then wandered away.
He then picked himself up and walked off. For some strange reason, I was furious and charged at him screaming. It was a high pitch. As I flew through the air, my scream became louder and louder as I approached him.
I woke to the sound of my own yelling, reverberating off of the walls of the room. I felt completely conscious and awake, and even stranger, that something important had happened. My heart was pounding furiously and I was almost completely paralyzed for two minutes after being shocked awake.