Holy crap... last night, I had a nightmare for the first time in like... 3 years? and I had completely forgot how scary they really are... I was so scared that I would keep waking up and shaking uncontrollably... I shall try to describe it... but I will probably fail... Since it really won't seem that scary or will just sound stupid or something. But I will try.

I was at my friend's house and he little sister was being yelled at by her parents because she was taking food and clothes from them without asking. She started to talk about this guy and stuff...

She said something like, "But Mommy! He tells me too! He says he needs them!" "And who is "he"?! Your imaginary friend!?" "No, Mommy! He's real! He tells me things! He says that I HAFT TA!" "Stop that, young lady!" "Mama!" "I WON'T HEAR ANYMORE!" and then she left...

So me and my friend were just hanging out when we saw her sister crying on the couch and it was really late, then a really creepy man came in, so creepy I can't even describe him... So just think of the most creepy man you could ever think of that is balding and grey looking... Then he came through the door and started to talk to the little girl. "Where is what I told you to get!? I need it! GIVE IT TO ME!"

Then I forgot what happened next... but the next thing I remember was that me and my friend were waiting for him to come but we where waiting behind the separate garage. He came and my friend said something to me like, "He won't hurt us, you are here, a witness." And then... he went to get the little girl and I rushed out to attack him and all I had was a silver comb... He had a machete... I tried to hold him off by using the comb and a couple walked by and I yelled for them to help and they just walked by... Then I like grabbed his machete and cut my hand really bad, but I jammed the comb all the way through his hand. Just to let you know, this entire nightmare was super graphic... Then he ran away and I was screaming on the ground writhing in pain.

The next thing I know, I am in a room that is really dark and I am dressed up in kind of a rag doll outfit and look like the 50 or so dolls in the room but they all had a different color light on them. The man came into the room and was like, "I know you are in here, you bitch!" I was trying my best not to breathe and then he was like, "How about the red light!?!" and he pulled out the machete and went insane in ripping it apart. "Not red, the BLUE!" I happened to be under a blue light and so I lunge out at him, but as it turns out, he was attacking the dark blue, not the light blue light... And he spun on his heel to see me lunging at him and tried to get me with is machete. I screamed. I was nearly impaled on his machete when my other friend came out of nowhere and knocked him down. Then I don't remember what happened next, once again... Then we had him pinned against the fire place but he was almost out of our hold. Then my friend, DitchingRelality came out from behind me and pulled down a vase and hit him extremely hard on the front of his skull. A white mark started to appear as if milk was spilling out of his head. Then there was blood and he collapsed on the floor, dead. Then I woke up. Throughout this whole nightmare, I kept waking up... That is usually where there are blanks... But I usually just picked up where I left off when I feel back asleep again...