Demons of my Dreams

Demon of the forest

  This happened some years ago which fortunate I can say I have not had this dream and hopefully I do not. I was a young teen when this happened.
  So this begins as any night would, I was preparing for bed, no doubt I had school in the morning, as any night I went to sleep. It didn't take but moments for it to happen I was sitting up in my bed, everything felt and looked real though I knew it had to be a dream, one my window which at the time of this dream was perpendicular to the foot of my bed so I had an angled view outside my window, the curtain on my window was up, it was never up during nighttime. Two was the lack of feeling to temperature I couldn't tell if it was hot or cold I knew due to my lack of senses it had to be a dream. But it didn't take long for my wondering mind and eyes to set on something, outside the window to an area in the neighbors yard is a small place between the forest and their shed.
  This area is a small cleared patch of grass, at first it was empty but then, that's when I saw it it was a tall dark figure, I could say it must have been 7-8ft tall. It was pitch black with a rolling mist or steam of the same color coming off of it. It wore no facial features aside it's dreaded solid white eyes, on the forehead seemed like two stumps where horns, or antlers, something would have been there. I couldn't tell what much else it looked liked, I believe it's hands were claws but again I was focused on it's face and nothing more. The worst part I'd say, it stared back at me. Those dreaded white eyes it sent a shiver through me, it wasn't long before I woke up afterwards I decided to lay till morning.
  It was a few days after when my cousin came over with a friend to hang out with my older brother. Occasionally they would make a fire in the firepit outside in the backyard where you can see the area I spoke off plus the small trail leading into the woods. My cousin spoke about one time they were doing as such and they saw a tall dark figure walking out from the forest path, sometimes it would stop at the end of the path and just disappear, other times it would walk through the yard and disappears.
  Do you believe it is real or fake. To me even this day I never look out my window during night time, I guess you can say I believe it's real. Take as you will from this story, none of these events are fake, but you are inclined to believe otherwise if you so wish.