Last night, I fell asleep on the couch watching t.v. and didn't wake up to move to the bed until around 3:00 am. Needless to say, when I finally did retire to the bedroom I was rather groggy and still in sort of a dream-state. Upon entering my room, I promptly climbed into bed and turned out the light, ready to drift right back off to sleep.
A few minutes passed when I was startled by a strange sound. It sounded like someone digging in a plastic grocery bag. I tried to ignore it at first, since it didn't seem to bother my chihuahua, who is my guard dog. But then I heard it again, and the sound seemed to be moving to different places in the room. By this time, I was getting really scared of who or what was in my chambers!
I carefully turned on my lamp, and saw the biggest moth I've ever seen darting back and forth across the room! I got up to shew him out of the room and he started chasing me! He was literally following me everywhere I went, but he was really fast so I couldn't get a full look at him. Finally, I screamed, "Leave me the f*ck alone!" and ran downstairs. HE FOLLOWED ME DOWNSTAIRS!!!!! He then flew into the kitchen. I made a break for my bedroom and slammed the door as fast as I could, keeping the beast outside. Once I finally made it back to sleep, I could hear him beating his body against my bedroom door!! I covered my head under the blankets and finally fell asleep for the night. When I woke up this morning, there was no sign of him anywhere. But there was powder on the door from his wings where he was flying into the door to get into my room. I get chills thinking about it, still! Ugh. It was so creepy!!!
With reality like that, who needs nightmares?