This is something that happened to me, if it was a dream or not I dont know but I still have scars on my back that make this preety believeable.
I was 9 years old, it was summer and I was outside. The time was around 8 pm it was getting dark and my friends went home for it was getting late. I played alone for a while and after about 10 mins I felt kinda heavy, walking was hard and I didn't even try running then I saw a black figure across the playground and it was standing like it had been injured or something.
I started to panic and backed away slowly, the figure didn't move it was perfectly still. I turned around and tried to walk normally (it was insanly hard) my legs felt like they were stuck to the ground. as im about 20 meters from the figure I turn around, it now looks like the figure has risen and is standing straight. I feel pain somewhere below the lungs and it hurts like hell. at this moment im scared ******** and trying to run from the figure, I can feel some pain near my lower back and then suddenly im thrusted forward and land head first on the ground. My back is hurting like hell and I stand up quickly, suddenly I feel lighter and relieved.
I ran home and went to bed. I wake up the day after dazzeld and feel strange, I went to school and for some reason everybody was mean to me like I did something to them, a week later when i'm going swimming and my dad notices scars on my lower back at the time they were five 10 cm horizontal and about 4 cm from each other. My dad thought I had gotten them when riding in the slide but i knew that those did not come from that.
I'm picked on no one likes me, people dont value me.
I dont know but i think that black figure cursed me
As I said I still have these huge scars and I'm still not sure if it was a dream or not but i'm "scared" for life