I hate them.
I hate them so much. I feel miserable every time I wake up from one. I always rot in my bed for a few hours after one. I always start tearing up. I always get headaches after experiencing it. I hate it. I hate it so much.
Sometimes when I wake up from a nightmare, I find myself doing the exact same thing I was doing in the nightmare, moments before I awakened. Like that one time I found my hands wrapped around my throat, squeezing, or that one time I was screaming, begging my mother not to kill me.
I always feel like I'm not actually me. Like I died and I'm watching myself through a vision. I sometimes just can't move my legs in the most dire situations, like running from my parents when I notice a knife in their hand.
They always seem to find a way to scare me.
