My dreams are just dreams! my dreams are just dreams! Imagine I am saying that like girl in the Black Phone movie. You know the one.
This past week I have had the most intense of dreams - I will spare you most of the details in case you are not a big fan of the gruesome but they are unfortunately terrifying. There is often a killer, and though he is not exactly after ME, i am still a potential target. For two of the dreams, I was inside a local movie theater. The other one started in the theater and ended in my home.
I suspect the theater one began because of an unfortunate feeling i got in a theater on Saturday., . I was watching Heretic with my sister and from outside in the theater lobby, we hear a scream. Not like a "OMG!! i am having so much fun" scream but more like a "omg... help?" I instantly felt my heart drop. Do you remember the scary shootings that occured during the showing of the dark knight rises? or the threats made during the joker? I unfortunately DO remember, and it has sadly haunted me almost every day since. WHAT DO YOU MEAN I AM NOT SAFE AT THE MOVIES?! not that shocking though, we aren't really safe anywhere anymore huh. ANyways, i sat anxiously in that theater, thinking about it. I kept looking at the door, planning my escape, and sweating in my seat. Eventually i could hear laughing and crowds talking outside and came to the conclusion that it was PROBABLY okay. Anyways, the next day i took a nap. In this nightmare, I was back at the theater and something was happening. I remember running through the theater trying to exit but no matter what, i would end up right back in the same spot.. I eventually made it out and am now in the lobby scurrying to the restroom. For everyone else in the theater, the horror had already ended, they are all cleaning up and making their way out. I felt like i was still in it, I run to the bathroom, and ask a girl what happen - she tells me but i will spare you. Anyways someone starts yelling that he is back, and more upset, so i climb on top of the toilet and crouch hoping it won't be noticeable i am in there, except I was nervous the LOCKED bathroom door might give me away. I hear people yelling that there is a gun, and then I wake up. dream over.
Last night, My dream started in the theater, I unfortunately forgot how but I ended up at home. Our neighbors had been by to tell us to stay safe, because whoever is out there doesn't care at all, and will do whatever. It becomes night, I am in my bedroom with my sister hoping that sleeping in the same room might put us at ease. i enter the living room hoping to see my dad being on watch, with his metal baseball bat in hand. UNFORTUNATELY he is asleep, absolutely knocked out on his bed. I look at our front door and it is open just a crack, and i quickly see a hand pull it shut from the outside - like they backed out. I run to wake up my dad and we go back into the living room and see him standing outside staring at us. Then he runs. to my bedroom window. and I wake up. Dream over.
Am I okay? Be honest, I am actually can't stand it.. I know that I am just dreaming but I do not want to be dreaming like this. It leaves this sick pit in my chest, and I carry it all morning. Nothing happened to me, but it feels so real. I googled it and there was a lot about maybe feeling strange due to stress, or upcoming changes, i am not sure what it is but I am actually over it
Leave some tips for me in the comments if you have any - please.
- See ya! ◡̈
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