August 27 - Nightmare : The Possessed Twin

The Nightmare :
I am at work finishing my day. I take my cell phone off my pockets. Lot of messages waiting. All of them are from my long-time best friend that goes by the nickname of Joe and on each of them he pleas me to go help him at his house. The firs message is a short please but as it goes towards the last messages, he gets more and more anxious and crying/screaming. The last message is empty with strange noises from a far background.

I get to my friend house. From the outside everything looks black like there was no lights. I open the door and enter. I ask ''Joe? You there?". All the pieces seems to be in the darkness except a light coming from a room on the second floor. I also can hear fight noises coming from there.

I climb up stairs and enter the Twins room. They are fighting each other on the bed.They are kids about 8 of ages. One however look like he's being possessed kinda like the Exorcist, with the scars and all. He's strangling his other twin brother while laughing histerically. I jump rush the possessed one to help the other and push him against the wall. He get enraged and jump back on me. We struggle together for a short while and i realize that even if he is young he got some strengh. However i still manage to get the upper hand. He start to claw me, trying to get my face but i dodge it and he start clawing my arms with his abnormally huge fingernails. They get deep in my skin and i yell, really hurted. i push him away from me and he crash through the bedroom windows, falling down in the courtyard behind the house.

I look below and see that he is not dead and barely injured. He jump back on his feet and i see him run toward the backdoor. I turn myself to the injured twinin the bed. He's really injured and crying but nothing fatal. I tell him to hide in the closet. I then proceed to go down the stairs to look for the possessed twin. He's right there in the kitchen, staring at me with rage in his eyes, breathing hard sounding more like a roar then a breath.

We start to struggle again but i manage to get the upper hand a second time and this time i am not willing to let him go. He look at me right in the eyes. They are deep black with and pinch of red. He is smilling, almost laughing. I can see for the first time his face perfectly. Distorted face with many weird scars. Razor like teeth distorted too. He then tell me : ''Mother just drank her glass of milk. Like Milk?"

I look at him puzzled and realize short after that there's someone behind me. I look back and see his mother right behind me. Her face is zombie-like, blank eyes with a foaming white liquid flowing out of her mouth. She grab my shoulders from behind and i start screaming : ''Jooooooooeeeeeee''

... I wake up.

Behind the Nighmare, an analysis:

Now in real life i do work but don't have a cell phone for about 6 years and i am not a big fan of phones anyway i prefer real contact between persons. I don't have a real close friend which name is Joe, John or Jonathan or close to it. The only person i know called Jonathan is the friend of a friend that i actually never see much. I have two kids, a boy(4 1/2) and a girl (2 1/2). I love em both with all my love. They are the gems of my life. One is indeed more troublemaker then the other (my daughter) but nothing really that bad.

Now, i didn't have a really unsual day before that night. Usual routine and horror movie can't be to blame cause i barely watched TV in the evening, local news etc.

Oh and i don't drink milk...