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The past two nights I've been having some strange things happening to me in my sleep.
The first night I had a few dreams as usual until just before I awoke. I dreamt that I sat up in my bed and saw a girl crouching awkwardly at the foot of my bed, long hair falling in front of her face so I couldn't see her eyes. She reached toward me and I freaked out, pointed at her and couldn't do anything but scream "Bad! Bad! Bad!"
It seemed to me that every time she came close to touching my stomach (the area just above my belly button) it started over. She was trying to tell me something but I was unable to make out what she was attempting to say, though I figure that I couldn't understand her because I didn't know what was going on.
When I woke up every hair on my body was standing on end.
I don't think I was really scared of her, I was just so surprised at the way she tried to get so close to me that I was yelling to tell her that she was going about it in the wrong way.
Last night my dreams were continually interrupted by various experiences of the same thing. I couldn't see her this time but I knew she was there from the cold waves that were flowing across my body. She grabbed my sheet and pulled it off of me but she couldn't really get through to me this time.
There was more of this nature, the second most vivid happening with me trying to throw my glasses at her to get her to leave me alone and let me get some normal rest.
Just before I woke this time, Steve was sitting next to me in the bed trying to give me advice on how to handle it but I freaked out again and started screaming at it, telling it that I didn't know how to deal with this the way 'it' needed me to and that I needed some time to think about my situation.
making the transition in my dream from calling it 'her' to calling it 'it' seemed extraordinarily important.
This kind of thing used to happen to me all the time when I was living in the basement at my mom's house, it used to keep me awake all night for fear of having to repeat these strange occurances.
I couldn't sleep without my light on last night, I didn't want any of it to happen again.
Both nights in my dream I was sitting in my room and there was nothing else out of the ordinary, my room looked exactly the way it did when I went to sleep.
This is really strange to me... I get the feeling that I'm supposed to be helping her with something and she's supposed to help me figure something out in return. Unfortunately when it's actually happening in my sleep I can't keep control of myself and end up freaking out though I'm not really scared.
Hmm.
The first night I had a few dreams as usual until just before I awoke. I dreamt that I sat up in my bed and saw a girl crouching awkwardly at the foot of my bed, long hair falling in front of her face so I couldn't see her eyes. She reached toward me and I freaked out, pointed at her and couldn't do anything but scream "Bad! Bad! Bad!"
It seemed to me that every time she came close to touching my stomach (the area just above my belly button) it started over. She was trying to tell me something but I was unable to make out what she was attempting to say, though I figure that I couldn't understand her because I didn't know what was going on.
When I woke up every hair on my body was standing on end.
I don't think I was really scared of her, I was just so surprised at the way she tried to get so close to me that I was yelling to tell her that she was going about it in the wrong way.
Last night my dreams were continually interrupted by various experiences of the same thing. I couldn't see her this time but I knew she was there from the cold waves that were flowing across my body. She grabbed my sheet and pulled it off of me but she couldn't really get through to me this time.
There was more of this nature, the second most vivid happening with me trying to throw my glasses at her to get her to leave me alone and let me get some normal rest.
Just before I woke this time, Steve was sitting next to me in the bed trying to give me advice on how to handle it but I freaked out again and started screaming at it, telling it that I didn't know how to deal with this the way 'it' needed me to and that I needed some time to think about my situation.
making the transition in my dream from calling it 'her' to calling it 'it' seemed extraordinarily important.
This kind of thing used to happen to me all the time when I was living in the basement at my mom's house, it used to keep me awake all night for fear of having to repeat these strange occurances.
I couldn't sleep without my light on last night, I didn't want any of it to happen again.
Both nights in my dream I was sitting in my room and there was nothing else out of the ordinary, my room looked exactly the way it did when I went to sleep.
This is really strange to me... I get the feeling that I'm supposed to be helping her with something and she's supposed to help me figure something out in return. Unfortunately when it's actually happening in my sleep I can't keep control of myself and end up freaking out though I'm not really scared.
Hmm.