I was about 13 years venerable when it all happened. It was Friday, I don't remember the date, but it was in the summer. I invited my cousin from my mother's side because we were going to visit my uncles. She was like my sister then, no one could separate us. When we got to my uncles house, he told our parents and us what rooms we would sleep in.
My cousin and I usually rented a bedroom next to the bathroom, but this time my uncle put us in a room next to our regular room. I was always afraid of this room and was very content when we didn't have to sleep in it, it was shadowy red in color. I hate red on the walls, I always have it, I feel furious and frustrated, but I gave up on it, went upstairs and left my things in the room. Everything was piled high with boxes of things my aunt sold at her craft shows. The worst thing was that there was a huge mirror in front of the place where I was supposed to sleep. I hate mirrors in my room or any room I sleep in. It's a phobia for me. I can't even keep the bathroom door open when I go to bed or I won't sleep. Then there were these ceramic dolls in front of the mirror. I always thought they were pretty, but it's always nice to keep them away and not have them look at you while you sleep.
Anyway that night my cousin and I did what we always did before bed and had a good conversation for hours until my cousin fell asleep on me, that was normal for her. I was slowly getting sleepy, but it was strenuous because there were so many things in there that anyone would feel claustrophobic, and that mirror was in front of me. Everything was driving me crazy, so I just lay there and stared at the ceiling. I finally fell asleep.
In the dream I was running without looking back, I was scared too, but I didn't understand why, so I gathered the courage to look back. There was a towering venerable man, dressed all in black, with a long black coat and a black hat that looked like a cowboy hat but was larger on the sides. He smiled at me, as if he was glad that I was scared. He simply walked with the courage that no matter how quick I ran, he would catch up with me. I ran and ran until I saw a house with an open door and an venerable lady standing there waving at me. I looked behind me and the man was no longer there, so I ran inside and the lady quickly closed the door, she told me to hide, I had to hide quickly, but I told her why, she told me she couldn't find me. Then she took me to her room and told me to hide under her bed. I was just focusing on getting under the bed, but when I turned my head, I saw a huge window with the blinds open, revealing the center of the window. The venerable lady gasped and I wasn't sure what was going on until I saw his face in the window, she said it was too slow, he knew where you were.
I woke up and gasped. I was so scared I didn't want to go back to sleep, but then I saw the closet door was open and he was standing there. The room was so miniature I couldn't get out without being next to him, he was smiling like he was saying he had me. I knew that if he came for me, it would be the last night of my life, I don't know why, even to this day, but I just knew it, but when I turned on the lithe, he was gone.
