Haunting dreams that come to reality

Haunting dreams

 I have few of those dreams,  one that of a little girl haunted my dream always when I was 4 to 5 years old  trying to tell me that she is in my house

 Screaming , scratching my face to get my attention ,  and later I saw her ghost in my house, she started to play with me  when I was 5 years old

After my dad renovate part of our old Turkish house in Baghdad city back in 1958  the construction workers found a grave yard r in our house

 Among them this little girl that haunted my dreams , and the one who appeared to me and played with me when I was 5 years old. her name was Ahlam

 I have other 2 dreams that were similar and more terrifying in nature and that was in dream then i saw the demon in real life. Please let me know how

 to share my story so i can send you all the details.

 Thank you so much.

Note ; I have never diagnosed with any mental illness or psychological disorders and  am aware that some psychological disorders can effect 

people to have  such dreams, seen or hearing things but usually in adults not in childhood, and among those illnesses are severe anxiety disorders,

 psychosis , paranoia, and many other disorders such as increasing the EMF, monoxide carbon and so on.  That is  why I got my PhD IN PUBLIC HEALTH 

 and doing free service as a paranormal expert and researcher since 1986 

here is my first night mare that become reality 

1- After more than dozen of night mare dreams of a 5 years old girl name Ahlam , she always come to my dream and tell me that she is 

here in my house  and she want to play wake up wake up and then screams to wake me up crying running to my mother and tell her the story.

 She used to say because I am alone and have no one to play with and that my older brother Sam is going to school as he was 7 years old and I was only 5 . 

She said that soon I will be in school too and have friend and always make me feel good and back to sleep .But one day I heard my toy train that my dad 

gave it to me moving by it self .

The child woke up from his sleep after hearing the small mechanical toy train moving he thought his brother returned

 from the school to play ,Suddenly he saw a little girl with old fashion children clothes saying come and play with me in Arabic. 

The child was surprised as this girl is not from the house and stranger to him, and looked like the same girl from his dreams.

 He started calling his brother Sam, Sam -where you are. Mom where are you?

 Sam was 7 years old his older brother and was in the nearby school, his mother was gone to the market

 as she used to do daily to bring fresh fruit and bread. 

  Don’t be afraid, the girl told the child.  

  Who are you? The child asked  

  I am Ahlam, she replied and pushing the mechanical toy train toward the child to play.

 The child told her that he knows her, she look like the girl in his dreams , 

 She replied , yes I am and sent the toy train to him 

  Then the child did the same, he winded the train and forward it to her back  and they played with the small train back and forth

  No one was in the house as the child father went to work , and his mother went to market with his small brother , 

  while Sam the older brother in school.

  Ahlam  was happy and focused on the toy train. Then and as always she direct the toy train to different direction and when the child went

 to get the toy train and turned back to resend it to her ,she was gone. The child couldn’t find her at all, he looked everywhere. 

 He kept it secret and didn’t tell his mother, the child thought that Ahlam is from the next house and that she came from the upstairs 

down to the house , as the houses back then are side by side and any one can jump from one house to another.  

She came once a while when the child alone and only play with him they were the same ages 5 years old.   

 That child was me back in 1958 in Baghdad city.

 My mother was tormented with poltergeist activities in Baghdad city back from 1957 to 1960, in our old Turkish style house.

 My mother was pushed from the stairs and broke her elbow by what she said an older male ghost. I got slapped by an unseen

 force when I used to go to the old kitchen area.

 My brother Sam was a sleepwalker and he used to say that a voice tells him to go upstairs and jump from the top of the house my

 mother saved him twice.   Once he was standing on the edge of the house in Baghdad.

 My mother used to read from the holy book and cleans the house with sage and salt , and put candles and used to ask for permission

 to go about certain areas of that old house and when I ask her to whom she was talking she told me that these unseen forces can harm us 

if we provoke them so we must be careful and always keep the place clean. 

Many times blankets will be pulled so suddenly from us, and my mom run to the room praying until they stop.

 Dishes and kitchen items used to fall from the shelves without reason. It seem that most happened in one area or lead to one area

of the house , it was like they are trying to tell us that they are in that area. 

 My dad used to blame my mother for not being careful as he never believes in the Jinn or those unseen elementary spirits. 

The old house has the water well beside modern sinks and water pipes.

 When I was 5 years old I woke up way after midnight to have a drink  of water from the old ceramic jar  upstairs, 

when I saw in the house from the upstairs, I saw a man washing his legs using the water from the artesian well , 

then  he turned his face and looked at me with beautiful smile he was wearing an old fashion clothes that not from out era and time.

 I ran scared and told my mom, she was sleeping she knew and told me to go to bed. My dad heard the noise and asked my mother 

what was wrong with me.  I told  my dad that I saw a man may be a  thief downstairs by the well. 

My dad  used to put a gun and flashlight beside him so he took the gun and the false light and went downstairs  searching. 

My father couldn’t see anybody and told my mother that I was dreaming or maybe my mother stories gave me imaginations that run wild.

  I know what I saw I told my dad, and then went to bed.

 My older brother , my mother  and my self started hearing voices in that area of the kitchen and the water well, 

the voices were  coming from specific area in the house, people screaming  when I was beside the corner of the old kitchen,

but we couldn’t find who or where, after multiple accidents that happened to my mother, she asked my dad to move from the house

 or she will leave, the voices started to influence my brother Sam to jump and kill himself, and it was so dreadful to live in that house, 

we used to have continues nightmares , we see shadow figures and some of the white figures moving at night and early dawn 

when my dad comes to see he couldn’t it’s like a hide and seek ,and my dad always telling us to stop imagining these things.

 Until one day my dad was in his room and he saw his old recorder pushed away from the table as it was playing some music , and when 

the recorder playing reading from the holly book all activities will stop .

 Mt father  saw a shadow figure move so fast back to the old kitchen area. 

 My father thought the activity is coming from the old water well so he hired a construction team to come to the house, close the water well

 and repair some areas in the kitchen and the Turkish bath, and put new bricks, shelves, and new paint. 

To everybody surprise, the workers uncover a grave with 5 skeletons, a complete family buried side by side in a grave in our house. 

The police were called in and they took the skeletons to the authority to find who those people are. 

Later my father found out that the dead family of 6 lived 400 hundred years earlier in the same area that our house built on,

 and they died by monoxide carbon poisoning or some other form of poison as the police said .We heard no voices after that, 

and there were no activities after they remove those 6 skeletons from our house they were a man, woman, and 4 children, exactly the number of our family at that time 3 boys and 1 girl. Sam my older brother goes to school, Raad my younger brother goes with my mom to market he was 2, and Ahlam my sister wasn’t born yet, and was still in my mother belly .

I told my mother about the little girl who played with me and her name was Ahlam, my mom decided to call the baby girl Ahlam after she was borne.

 After few months, my father sold the house and we moved to a different area of upscale Baghdad city . Until 1962 my father was poisoned , 

after a new government took over, as my father was working for the previous president family, as a family portrait artist ,

we were above middle class and then we became very poor as all my dad assets, money and the studio were taken by the government at that time.

I felt that the little girl ghost ( Ahlam ) was trying to guide me to her family grave .I missed her to this day.

MY Mom passed away in 1998 , and  Dad passed away in 2003, Both are died and buried in Baghdad city.My brother Sam migrated to the USA

and passed away in 2001 burred in Las VEGAS . My sister Ahlam still living in Baghdad among other 5 sisters. as my mom went to have

 6 girls and 4 boys. My brother Raad still live in Baghdad. I migrated to Canada back in 1979 and now live in Calgary

Steve Ramsey- Okotoks, Alberta.

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