I was running. I kept running as fast as I could but they always seemed to catch up to me. When they caught me they would always hold me to the ground and cover my mouth. Then they would turn me over and.....I'd rather not talk about it.
After that part I would always wake up from that terrible dream. I've never told anyone about my dream. It seems like everytime I have that dream something new would happen. Sonething worse. The weirdest part is that I would always rise at dawn.
