Ahhh
Last week i was having trouble sleeping so i eventually fell asleep on the couch. i woke up at 6am asking for my daddy because i'd had a bad dream. He says im right here sweetie, and i told him that i had a bad dream, it was really bad, and that i wanted to cry. I didn't but i wanted to, it was bad. Last night i slept in my bed, and i woke up from another bad dream, i was sorta incoherent, and as i realized that i was awake and it wasn't real i just started to cry, i got up and found my dad, and he held me and told me it was just a dream, its not real, i said i know but it scared me. I cried for awhile this morning, i finally stopped about 20min ago. I just don't understand why im having bad dreams, or should i say nightmares. It freaks me out and they're really gross, really. I usually never even remember a dream if its good, and this is the first time i've had a nightmare since i was about 8yrs old. I just don't understand... but i wished they would go away.