When I was a child I was sexually abused. In my dream world demons would chase me to kill me. In one of my dreams my abuser which was my grandfather often turned into the demon. In this particular dream, I was standing outside in the street in my night clothes in the winter.
My abuser who walked with a cane walked out of this dense darkness with red eyes. As he got closer to me my abuser turned into a very dark ghost like demon with sharp white teeth and sharp claws. I ran, calling my aunt’s name. As I got around the corner to her apartment he disappeared.
Now that I am older I realize that there where 6 Big Angels around the corner and one met me at the corner.
