I don't know where to place this topic. I also don't like talking about this as the last time I mentioned this to someone, he looked at me and said, you're crazy, go see a doctor. I am just wondering if someone else has had this experience.
This happened around 52 years ago, I was 4 years old that time, and I remember it clearly as I have always though about it. It is was in Brussels, Belgium, my bedroom and sisters were on the top floor, the attic so to speak. There were three rooms, the attic, my sister's room and mine right in front on the staircase. One afternoon I was bored and for some reason went into the attic, however something felt 'bad' and I ran out closing the door.
That night I went to sleep as usual with my 'snowy doll' (Tintin's dog ) but something woke me up. Looking at my open bedroom door was a wolf, staring at me. It then starting pacing back and forth in front of my door. I screamed, my parents came rushing up the stairs and I told them about the wolf. They searched the attic and my sisters rooms, but found nothing and said I must have had a nightmare. However my mother picked up my 'snowy doll' that was lying in front of the attic door, telling me to not throw my things around.
Has anyone had this type of experience?
This happened around 52 years ago, I was 4 years old that time, and I remember it clearly as I have always though about it. It is was in Brussels, Belgium, my bedroom and sisters were on the top floor, the attic so to speak. There were three rooms, the attic, my sister's room and mine right in front on the staircase. One afternoon I was bored and for some reason went into the attic, however something felt 'bad' and I ran out closing the door.
That night I went to sleep as usual with my 'snowy doll' (Tintin's dog ) but something woke me up. Looking at my open bedroom door was a wolf, staring at me. It then starting pacing back and forth in front of my door. I screamed, my parents came rushing up the stairs and I told them about the wolf. They searched the attic and my sisters rooms, but found nothing and said I must have had a nightmare. However my mother picked up my 'snowy doll' that was lying in front of the attic door, telling me to not throw my things around.
Has anyone had this type of experience?