"When I woke up from this dream, I had an overwhelming desire to crawl into bed with my Mom. Then I realized I was living in Alaska with my Dad and step mom. I stayed awake for a while until I became more tired than scared. This was the second scariest dream I've ever had and I believe it was demonically influenced." Luke Stewart
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©2001 david mulhern

I was walking through a thick forest on a path. The path was straight and about 20 feet wide or more. The path ran uphill. 

Up ahead was a man with his back turned toward me. As I approached him, he turned around. 

It was Mr. Rogers, complete with sweater and all. Only he was evil. 

Pure evil. A demonic evil. He smiled at me in an evil grin and I tried to scream. 

Nothing came out of my mouth. I was too scared to scream, I was paralyzed with fear. 

I tried to scream again...

Again, silence.

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Date: as a teenager
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Locations: a wide path in the forest
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Characters: myself and mr. rogers