THOSE FEARFUL NIGHTS

Am I a Ghost ?

Day after day, I got weird dreams about ghosts. I tried to forget everything, but it was too hard. I often cried without any reason. Many people tried to console me, but it was just temporary.

I got a weird dream again. It was like my mom, my friends were under the control of Cleopatra, and they were in their quest to find the nine gems. They needed it to bring Cleopatra back to life. And they almost succeeded.

I tried to destroy one of them, which resulted in a big storm accompanied by a tornado. It broke down the warehouse behind my college. The sky was with black clouds and full rain.

After all the calamities, the gems vanished, and my mom was free from Cleopatra. It was pretty good because it involved Shinhan characters too. It had all of them.

The dream was funny and fearful at the same time. I never had such an adventurous dream before. But when I woke up, I saw the black figure. Then it vanished. I screamed so hard, but no one heard. There was another incident. I was lying in the drawing-room and watching TV.

We were watching IPL. It was between two of the most liked teams, MI and CSK. My brother supported Mumbai. But our parents were on the opposite side. The first batting was Chennai, and they scored more than 200.

The match was interesting, but I wasn't able to control my sleep. I slept soon after two overs of the second innings. When I woke up, I was in bed. I opened the door of my bedroom.

My dad was watching the news. I asked to change the channel as the match was going on. He sat there like a stone. I just left him and went to the kitchen. My mom was preparing lunch! It was strange.

I asked her why she was making lunch at night. She didn't reply to me. I tried to wake up my granny and brother, but they too didn't respond. I looked around. My vision was a little bit darker and redder than usual.

Suddenly, all the things around me started to collapse. I looked at the window, but this time the ghost was there. It called me near. But I refused. It said that if you stayed here for long, you would die.

I got nervous, and I looked in the mirror. I was shocked. I couldn't see my reflection at all. All I saw was my background.

I stretched my arms to see it, but it was not even there. Something was strange. I looked around, and in the bed, I saw myself there. I was still breathing! If I was dead, I should not be breathing at all. If I was not dead, I should not be a ghost.

I tried to communicate with everyone, but I was not able to do anything. I screamed so much. But no one heard me. I tried to remember something that I learned in a YouTube video. Yes! I got it.

I was in the astral dimension. It means that your soul leaves your body but is in complete control of what you are thinking. If the thinking is not in your consciousness and you get weird thoughts, it is a dream. I tried astral projection multiple times, but I was only successful last night.

I didn't know how to react. Should I be happy or sad? What kind of sorcery is this? I wondered how to return to my body. I remembered it too. When I woke up, I saw the fan running. I scratched my head and went outside my room.

I heard the cooker whistle. I went to the kitchen and asked mom why she didn't reply when I called her last night. She said that she didn't hear me talking. Confused, I went to my room to see horror. I was sleeping in my bed! Whaaaaat!