The nightmare was the same.... Day after day for two weeks before I was hospitalized.

Two years later. The nightmare started again.

NIGHTMARE .......

I saw a beautiful white two story house. It had a balcony and a porch with a deck. It had two rocking chairs sitting on the deck. But that isn't the bad part. It was the man. I could feel the evil radiating off this man. This man was white in colour and so was his cloths. The only colour he had was his blood red eyes.

I watch as a family starts moving in. All I keep thinking is 'don't they see him?' ...'he wants them.'....'He wants to kill them.'

I manage to get close to the family and the 'white man' gets even more angry. I start telling the family. "You can't move in there. He wants to harm you." I kept saying it over and over. Until the family got scared by me and called the cops.

I was taken away and placed in a mental hospital.

But I keep seeing the 'white man' with his angry red eyes. But now I see him holding a shot gun. And a new family about to move in.

"I have too stop him." I say out loud.

"I need too leave."

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I couldn't figure out why I was drawn to the white house. It was like I lived there but I knew I never had.

I also wanted to know why the 'white man' brought so much fear to me. Why he seemed to be angry at me.

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I managed to escape the mental hospital I was in for two years.

Two years I spent telling the doctors that I wasn't insane. That honestly there was an angry man that lived at the house.

I hitched hike back to the town I grew up in. I was curious to know if the house even stood yet.

I borrowed a car from an old friend and drove out to the farm where, to my surprise the house still stood.

It looked the same as it did in my nightmares. This was the first time I seen the house in person.

I parked the car and slowly walked up to the house. It appeared to be abandoned again. But as I got closer the feeling of evil washed over me.

I looked around and saw no one so I continued to get closer to the house till I saw movement on the front porch.

I froze in my tracks. Fear suddenly gripping me. I blinked my eyes several times and than to my horror I saw him.

He was exactly as I saw him in my nightmare. Completely white with blood red eyes. As I continued to stand there I watched as he raised an old shot gun up, pointing it directly at me.

I couldn't move or scream. I was still frozen in fear. What was happening to me?

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