Everytime I go to sleep, all I can see is this figure standing on the moon just looking at me. He’s taller than the moon is. He doesnt seem to have a face just a bunch of these weird patterns on his body that make him up, he resembles a human but he is no human when he talks to me occasionally he calls himself god and says he will destroy this planet in the blink of an eye in the coming weeks and that we as a civilization will fall. I know he’s real and this isnt all a dream but he can be no God, a God wouldn’t do something this awful. That’s all I have to write about for now. I’ll write more when I can.
I think this being can read my thoughts or maybe what I write but there’s no way a being in my dreams can see what I write or my thoughts. He said to me last night that he is a god and that if i do not believe in him he will make sure I’m the first to go. I’ve tried to talk to other people about this dream I’ve had and how he really is a god but no one will believe me. They call me crazy and a maniac. I’m not crazy or a maniac. THEY’RE CRAZY. THEY’RE A MANIAC. THEY’RE THE ONES THAT ARE INSANE FOR NOT BELIEVING ME. I KNOW WHAT I SEE IS REAL AND THIS IS THE GOD. I think I need to calm down. I’m not sure what’s been going on with me recently but I know this being is real. I’m going to stop writing for now and calm down. I’ll be back later.
I feel like I’m losing myself. I can’t remember certain parts of the day anymore. All I can remember is him. I keep trying to tell people and ask them for help but they keep calling me crazy. I don’t know what to do anymore. I know I’m not crazy, he’s real and I can see him. i don’t want to see him anymore. I want him gone. I need him gone. I can’t get help but I don’t sleep anymore because I’m scared of seeing him. I know what I must do. The man stands at the end of a cliff. God will come for all of us.
Matthew O’Connor, Mascenic Regional High School