The nightmare Is Real

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Some say the only thing we have to fear is fear its self, and they were right. It was late when we first arrived at the new house, I don't know why mom wanted to move to a house in a field. maybe because see like the idea of having some peace and quit, but i knew better. I knew that the only reason she made us move down here was because of it. For most of my life i was happy until it started to show up. I never knew what it was but i first saw it in my dreams, I remember the dream, well it was more like a nightmare, anyway it started with me in a forest and i was being chase by something but i had to make a sudden stop at a ledge. This is the part that really scared me, one of my biggest fears was heights, as it approach me it did so at a very slow passe and in the blink of an eye it pushed me of the edge and that's when i woke up. I don't know what it was in my dream but it scared me so much i was afraid to go to sleep because i did not want to see it again. Thing's only got worse when i tolled my mom and dad about it, after i told them they thought i was just losing it and so they made appointments with the doctor who told them it was probably the area we lived in. So my parents decided that we needed to move, which brings me back to when we first arrived at the new house. the move was OK for the first couple but it wasn't until we fully moved in when it started to return. At first it only showed up in my dreams but it became much worse, one night i was laying in my bed when i saw it coming out of my closet. i couldn't move because i was so afraid, it slowly creep't up to my bed and stop't at the end, and just stared. I closed my eyes as hard as i could and when i opened them it was gone i was so relived. The next day i did not tell anyone about it because the wouldn't under stand, so i just kept it to my self. I don't no where it went but i was just glad it didn't do anything last night. The next night seemed different I saw it sitting at the end of my bed again and then it moved out the door but instead of fear i decided to chase it. I ran out side after it, and chased it into the woods it was fast but i stayed right behind it the entire time until finally it stop't at a cliff ledge, tired after the run i approach it slowly and when i was close enough i pushed it of the ledge, but that's when i realized that it was me. I fell back in horror it all made scenes now, it was me it represented my fears, it represented how i was holding my self back because of my fears. It was the fear of holding my self back. I woke up in the car, I don't know why mom wanted to move in a house in a field. maybe because see like the idea of having some peace and quit, but i knew better. I knew that the only reason she made us move down here was because of it.


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