I must have a really messed up psyche to come up with the things I came up with last night. Here's what happened.
Disclaimer: The second dream is pretty graphic...
First dream:
It was the middle of the night, John was at work, and I woke up to Duke growling (which he never does). I walked out into the living room, cell phone in hand, to see an older woman standing in my hallway. She had bruises all over her face and was begging for help. I told her to leave or I would call the cops. She said that her boyfriend Nick (who's Nick? Hell if I know) had beaten her up and she needed to hide. Completely terrified I asked her if he knew where she was, she said she didn't think so. I asked her how she got into my house. Apparently I had left the back door to the garage unlocked and she just walked right in. I went to lock it, it had snowed and there were her footprints leading up to my door. I came back inside begging her to leave, but she insisted she stay. I told her to call the cops and tell them what happened. I gave her my cell phone, grabbed Duke and ran into my bedroom and locked the door.
Then John came to bed and I woke up completely panicked because I thought it was real. I needed to know the doors were locked; I needed to know Duke was sound asleep...I was freaking out. This woman scared the bejeezus outta' me.
Second dream and the worst one:
I was standing outside of some building late at night (a hotel...an apartment building...?) and noticed that a man was following me in his car. I got a look at his face, I thought he was stalking me. Later me and 3 other friends (no idea who they were) all went to a mutual friend's house to hang out. The doorbell rang, we all went to answer it, me lagging behind on the staircase. When my friend opened the door, he was standing in front of it. I hurried and crouched down so he wouldn't see me. He walked over to the top of the staircase and I thought for sure he had. When he walked away I ran downstairs into some room to hide. Next thing I know I'm crouching behind some table and one of my friends walks in and is arguing with him. She sees me and tries to get him to follow her out of the room somehow knowing that he was the man that was stalking me. Maybe I had told her? He walked over to the table, continue talking to her, but I thought he still hadn't noticed me. Until he said something to me very casually, something like, "Hi Piper, nice to see you again". I jumped up and squirted contact solution into his eyes (smart Piper, reeeaal smart) and tried to run out the door. He grabbed hold of me. I told him I knew he was stalking me, he corrected me by telling me someone had hired him not to stalk me but to kill me. He started telling me how sorry he was that he had to do it...he had his hands on my waist...he started telling me I was beautiful....I pushed him away and couldn't believe he was trying to hit on me. I kneed him in the groin, tried to run away, but he knocked me down and then... started to rape me. My friend's mother had come downstairs and tried to stop him, she grabbed a drinking glass and hit it against his head, all while I'm screaming for my life. He took a piece of glass out of his scalp and made her carve the word "Bitch" into her face with it. My other friends were just standing there, too scared to do anything because of what he made the mom do.
Next thing I know I'm waking up in my bed safe & sound but completely terrified and out of breath.
I've had some pretty crazy dreams before, but none as detailed and gory as that last one. I left out some details but that was the gist of it. Dream interpreters out there, what the hell do these mean??
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