Demons?

My dreams get eerier with each slumber. They are so vividly clear I'm beginning to confuse them with reality. What is real, and isn't? What distinguishes dreams and fantasies from reality? I don't think I know anymore! Sometimes I'm petrified to even close my eyes... *The invisibles are every where* Last night I saw feet. Only feet. No body, head nor limbs. Just a pair of feet. They were having a leisurely stroll around my bedroom. I couldn't tell whether they were human feet or some animal's. But there was a strong feel and smell of humanity in the sound and pattern of their steps. It was frighteningly overpowering! When I tell my friends about these paranormal activities that occur in my sleep, they don't believe me. They think it's all a farfetched, horrific fantasy. To them I'm that human being who is so immensely creative I can make up anything and get anyone to believe it. I wish my creativity was stretched to that imaginative superability and originality! But my husband believes me. The other night he stayed awake just to record a video of me sleeping. I think the invisibles were around then. My head was jerking vigorously every other minute, and at one point I screamed out loud. Hubby is convinced my soul is engulfed by some demonic creatures and prays for me every day. Is it, really? Oh, how I wish I believed in demons... *perhaps I'm playing too much of Angry Birds**