A young woman was in clinic, giving birth of twins.
The twins born dead.
And (my)dad buried them into soil, without funeral.
From then the spirits started to haunt me.
With finger-sized physical form it(into one shape) follows me in my room.
There was a boy I met in actual middle school in real life, he always comes in my 80% of ghost nightmares.
Let's say him "orange".
Orange was in my room, while funeral visitors are coming.
I walked towards him and said "give me 5 minutes, I have something to tell you seriously. "
I was about to tell about spirit of twins.
(Cuz in other dreams I haunted by ghosts he mostly doesn't realize or runs away.)
But the spirit started to attack me and attack other people, so I ran to it and said "what can I do for you to stop you hurting people?"
It said "You didn't scared of me-"
So I have no choice but saying "I'm sorry"
It stopped and I started to wrap up damages over people.
Dad fainted out and mom told me to hold him to bed. (Smh I'm weak but I could move him because it was dream.)
