ashleydeuxtrois

I have been having the most terrifying nightmares ever since I moved to Washington. I haven't been sleeping right at all since I got here - I'll sometimes be up until 3 or 4 am or even late as dawn, and I still have to work during the day. But these nightmares start almost as soon as I fall asleep. They're not like my usual dreams - I grew up with night terrors (sick, morbid, twisted dreams) and then the nightmares I had/still have almost a year later, after coming home from Iraq. No, these nightmares seem so real it's like I'm actually there, it's actually happening to me, and they're SO creepy. This last one I had was weird...

I moved to Michigan to live with RJ's mother (my best friend from Iraq), she was in a deep depression and she didn't talk much, she slept most of the day. I roamed around the house, went outside and found the guest house, and was creeped out the overhead lights weren't working too well and kept making this zzzz and popping noise. Suddenly a man was there with me and I was talking to him but felt like I desperately needed to get away from him.
I totally forgot the middle of the dream.
The last half of the dream - my friend Natasha calls me from Germany to tell me what her and Steven are naming the baby (Ethan something) and then another friend calls me that is working in a cafe down the road. I am standing outside in the pitch black night that is Michigan, in sweat pants and a black sports bra. I began to ran down the road to the cafe and stopped and was watching this guy (these are all shadows) work on his truck.
Cut back to day, I'm in an argument with an old man about why I'm driving a Ford and I actually like Chevy's and I am extremely creeped out. All of a sudden, I'm back to where I was in the dark, watching this guy go in and out of his garage. Suddenly he spots me and I freeze. I start running but it's like my legs don't work. I run on tiptoe. Suddenly I black out and I wake up, lying in the middle of the road. I look over and two shadow men are staring at me on the ground and I get the instant sensation of fear (the same exact sensation I got when I got raped in real life - like I was waiting for it to happen to me). They have something to do with the man in the garage, who is pointing at me and really pissed off at me (a lot of this is just a series of emotions I feel during the dream) and he want to come after me, too. I start trying to use my cell phone but the damn thing won't work, it keeps shutting off. (This happens in real life, too.) I am desperate because these men come over and start touching me, trying to rip at my clothes and hair. I am screaming but it's silent.
Somehow I will myself home, I got away and I ran and ran, and they're chasing me down. I get far ahead of them and into the house, RJ's mom is still knocked out in bed, everything is shadows. I deadbolt what seems like a million doors in the house and wait. I was extremely upset to find that RJ's mom had even left the back door in front of her bedroom wide open. I see shadows passing over the windows of the men lurking outside and I start crying. I go in the kitchen and look out the window and I hear footsteps inside the house and then I wake up.