I? remember hanging out with a friend and looking down the street seeing a tall winged demon. I? ran across the street, back to my house, and told my mom that there was a demon heading our way. She then went outside and she couldn’t see anything, but it was standing right next to her. There was a lot of back and forth as she denied its existence and I? tried to confirm it. The dream ended with me sitting her down and telling her that I? should get some help for the visions so maybe I? would stop seeing the demon.
The photo sorta shows what I? see in the dream except the dream has more detail.