Evil Spirits

Date: 2/14/2018

I was an orphan living out of home in this very large old mansion. The lady that looked after the orphans was this lovely old black woman. My room was at the end of the hall so she would check on me last every night when we went to sleep. As she checked the other rooms I could hear lots of noise and commotion. Once she got to my room she looked like she'd seen a ghost and was so drained and exhausted. I gave her a hug and she came in and sat down on my bed. She either explained or I somehow just knew that the other children had spirits living inside them and could turn into monsters if they wanted to. She had to try and tame them every night which was dangerous for her and very difficult. I walk out of the house after she leaves my room and down this dirt track with seats along the way. I walk all the way down to a very wide river/ocean/bay where I have some friends standing and talking. I don't know what they looked like but there was about 6 of them and I knew they were my friends. As I talked to one of them I kept looking at the water behind their shoulder. I was so scared a whale was going to breach in front of me(cetaphobia). Instead a monster came out of the ocean and was walking on water. Another monster came out and started fighting with the other one. One of my friends, a girl with black hair around my age that I don't recognise in waking life, asked if I wanted to go back to her house which was next door to the mansion/orphanage. I walked back up the track and let myself into her bottom floor which was empty with lots of spiderwebs and very dark. I became aware there should be a baby in there somewhere. I started searching frantically until I saw a black sheet on the ground. I pulled back the sheet to see a baby laying on the ground in it, probably about 6 months old. My friend then came up behind me and picked the baby up. He was very quite and she said his name was morty and this was 'yay morty' at the moment. He began to cry and she smiled and said 'no more yay morty'. She seemed to be happier when he was crying. I returned to the orphange and the next day was walking down the street when I saw a baby crying by itself in a car. I looked at it and instantly knew it was my friends baby. I picked it up and then a woman came running towards me. "That's my baby! That's my baby!" she screamed at me. I just shook my head at her. My friend came up and took the baby from me and turned around. She turned back and handed a quiet baby to the woman who calmed down and walked away. In my friends hand was a screaming baby. "No more yay morty" she said again and I knew that somehow she had split the babies soul and only it's evil side was left. She grinned and I knew she was evil or possessed by an evil spirit. I woke up after that.