Dreams of the dead.

Group of 5 demons- night before published.

I had no idea why- I was afraid to go to sleep. Not from Jeff the Killer- but ghosts in my house. I had no idea why, but they scared the shit outa me.
With reason.
I suddenly fell into a ball, unable to see out of one eye- I couldn't move. I wanted so bad to scream, but i only got tiny moans. Even now- they're trying to get me to stop.
I finally fell to sleep, with pitch black starts of my dream- it was almost as if I was in a coma. I saw figures with red auras start appearing, with pale skin and black hair- about 5 or 6. They were all in modern clothes-
I need to stop. They're after me... Again....
I just need to let this out... Please someone...
I'm scared!
...

Ok I'm back this morning... Last night it contenues. They teased me, jeered and nearly choked me. I'm nearly convinced they started the storm.. That I thought was over...
Last night they were moving the boxes and dolls lightly in my house, just to give me goosebumps.
They're bullies, that's what they are.