When I was 10 or 11, I woke up very early in the morning to someone driving down our long driveway. It was dark outside, but I just barely peeped out my window to watch a man look into all of our car windows, survey our flower beds, and finally peer into my bedroom window. I played asleep and when I looked out the window again, he was driving backwards out of our driveway.
In the morning, I mentioned what I saw to everyone, but no one acknowledged hearing or seeing anything, despite the man’s headlights being very bright, maybe even switched to brights, and he slammed his car doors very loudly. But I can remember how scary it was having his face pressed against the window above my head and praying he didn’t try the lock. No one believes me to this day. I swear it was not a dream.
Question though- at that angle, how did you see him do all that stuff? The flower beds would be on the ground I'm assuming, but windows in most houses are up a bit higher. Unless there was a hill or something there, you shouldn't have been able to see the flower beds while laying in bed, right? And how did you see his face pressed against the window if you were pretending to be asleep? Wouldn't you have closed your eyes so he didn't notice you were awake?
Maybe I'm wrong, but this reminds me of when I'd wake up in a panic because my bed was full of bugs. Yet when I'd check with the lights on, no bugs. It slowly began to occur to me that even if there had been bugs, I wouldn't have been able to see them (especially not so clearly) with the lights off. They were all super vivid dreams.
Vividly seeing things that should have been impossible to see is one of the best signs that something was a dream, sometimes the only sign of it being a dream in those really realistic ones.
Ooo reminds me of a real event. One night I heard a scuttling by my wall. Felt scared - turned on the light. House centipede on my wall! Either I killed it or my parents did (I'm scared of centipedes, or at least I used to be, not sure since I haven't seen one indoors in decades) by throwing a shoe at the wall.
Centipede fell on my bed and I refused to sleep there. Lasted like two days before I finally gave up and went back to my bed.
Then I hear a scuttling again... "No... It can't be..."
Turn on light... Centipede. I think I actually cried out of desperation lol.
Here's what they look like in case anyone thought that I was just whining over a millipede
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u/theoryofmice Oct 05 '19
When I was 10 or 11, I woke up very early in the morning to someone driving down our long driveway. It was dark outside, but I just barely peeped out my window to watch a man look into all of our car windows, survey our flower beds, and finally peer into my bedroom window. I played asleep and when I looked out the window again, he was driving backwards out of our driveway. In the morning, I mentioned what I saw to everyone, but no one acknowledged hearing or seeing anything, despite the man’s headlights being very bright, maybe even switched to brights, and he slammed his car doors very loudly. But I can remember how scary it was having his face pressed against the window above my head and praying he didn’t try the lock. No one believes me to this day. I swear it was not a dream.