I have something to tell you. I am a person who is afraid of only one path because I used to dream of only one path and that is something that will stay with me for the rest of my life.

Hello everyone reading this message in my article.

I have a story to tell everyone. I would like to go back a bit.

Thinking back to when I was 11 years old, I was playing around and being naughty like any other kid. I remember back then I was so naughty that people around me started to get bored with me.

That made me start to be ignored and not get the attention I deserved, which made me feel very lonely. I had to start living alone and becoming an introvert because of the friends who used to play with me. Being prevented from playing with me

As an introverted child, I tried to get attention from those around me, but no one paid attention.

But there was one day when I had my first friend after being excluded. I remember it was an older sister who was probably around 17 years old. That older sister liked to come play with me regularly, which made me very close to that older sister.

But when I was 12 years old, my older sister didn't play with me anymore, so I started to get suspicious. After school, I decided to secretly follow her home.

As soon as I followed her to my sister's house, I heard a sound coming from my sister's house, so I peeked through the window and saw that my sister's house had a long, straight walkway in the middle. I'm arguing with my father.

When I saw that, I couldn't do anything to help my sister, so I had to go home, and no one would believe me when I told anyone.

The next day, I was returning home from school when I saw my older sister sitting on the playground swing. I went straight to her, but as soon as I blinked, she was gone.

That made me very suspicious. Since that day, every time I came home after school, I would see my older sister sitting on the swing every day, but every time she disappeared as well.

I was suspicious, so I went to my sister's house and peeked through the window and saw that the floor of my sister's floor was covered in blood and that my sister was hanging in the middle of the walkway.

That shocked me so I ran to tell the police, but the police didn't pay any attention to me, so my sister's corpse was still hanging there.

After I encountered that, I started having strange dreams about the same hallway as my sister's house. It scared me a lot, but as soon as I walked, I woke up in the morning.

After that, I would dream of this walkway every night, but as soon as I stepped on it, I woke up immediately.

I had dreams like this all the time until I was 13 years old. My dreams became even more strange because when I took a step to walk, I didn't wake up from the dream, causing me to keep walking along a linear path. There, but after I walked for a while, I woke up.

I dream like this every day, but the duration gets longer every day before I wake up. But there was one day when I dreamed normally, but as I walked in the dream, the floor started to have red marks on it. When I looked closely, those red things were blood.

But when I found out that it was blood, I woke up from a dream. During that time, I was more introverted because no one was interested enough. There would also be stories about dreams that made me even more afraid. I could tell anyone who would listen. When I told him, no one believed me.

I was so scared that I didn't dare sleep, so I tried to stay awake all night, but I couldn't fight the tiredness and drowsiness, so I fell asleep all the time.

But my lack of sleep made me see even more blood, and it wasn't just blood spots because I could hear the creaking sound all the time.

But the strange thing was that that day, I kept walking but still didn't wake up. That's why I had to keep walking until I saw that there was a room on the left in front of me, which made me rush to the room. that

But when I reached the front of that room, I woke up, but this time it was different than before because there was blood on my feet.

After that night I tried everything to keep me from falling asleep but it didn't work.

This time, after I entered the dream, I saw that in front of me there was a room on the left side like I had seen in my dream last night, so I decided to walk towards that room.

As soon as I arrived, I saw that the older sister was holding a knife with the body of her father lying dead.

As soon as I saw this, my older sister turned to look at me and said,

"Children shouldn't be here."

And then I woke up from the dream but to my surprise my stomach was stained with blood.

After that day I did the same thing but this time I couldn't bring myself to fall asleep but when I got to school I fell asleep anyway.

After I entered the dream, I saw that in front of me there was another room on the right side.

So I went to look at the room and saw that my older sister was cutting up her father's corpse and was putting the parts in the refrigerator. Then she turned and smiled at me.

And then I woke up, but this time it seemed like I had only fallen asleep for a few minutes.

After school that day, I went straight home as usual, but I just noticed that there was no older sister sitting on the swing and I don't know when it had been like that.

After I arrived at the house, I saw that the house was strangely quiet today, so I went to look in the kitchen, but there was no one there. So I walked around the house and didn't see anyone. But when I went in, In my room, I woke up and it turned out that I was at school late at night because I fell asleep and no one woke me up, so I was in the classroom alone late at night.

So I hurried home, but when I walked out of the classroom, I saw that it was the same hallway as in my dream, and there were no doors, so I had to keep walking straight until something touched my neck.

Startled, I turned to look, but when I turned to look, I woke up in the evening when my other friends were going home, so I rushed home and went into my room.

I was really afraid if it was a dream again but it seemed like this was true.

After I finished doing all my duties, I went to bed and I came into my dream again, but this time I saw that my older sister was hanging from my neck in front of me and I immediately knew that it was a creaking sound. The creak I could hear all the time was the sound of the wooden beams supporting my sister's weight.

And the body of my sister that was hanging said to me,

"Don't come back here again."

And then I woke up and ran straight to my sister's house and saw that by now my sister's house had already been demolished.

And after that I never dreamed about it again.

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