DreamScape

Sheer Fear

(This dream was taken place in the past, it was definitely me... But everything was older and it all felt so real. Guess you could say it was a past life or something like that. I was in my 30's it seemed and I was married to an old drunk bastard.) I don't normally have nightmares, but this one is worth sharing.)

It was in an old Victorian house, very beautiful but also very run down and broken up. It was all wood, glass, and stone. (Very large house as well. I didn't get to look around much I was too busy freaking out about everything else.) the walls looked thin though, you could punch through them and break your way in very easy. (House could use a lot of work, but could turn out amazing!) well from what I remember I was arguing with my husband, he was older then me. Much older. Maybe in his late 40's pretty ugly too. A little bald on top. Very grouchy. (I really wonder why I was married to him.) I knew I was married though because I had on a wedding ring. Well, it was pretty late at night and he had been drinking. Started to pick fights with me and tried to make me do things I didn't want to. Then when I refused he slapped me across the face. He then started yelling at me and threw his bottle of alcohol. I screamed at him "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!" and he just looked at me with fear in his eyes like "oh shit I've done it now... She's really gonna leave me." I was not having it though I was so done with him and all the stupid stuff he was doing. I flung the front door open and pushed him out. He tried to push back forcing his way in the house. I think he was too mad at me to try anything else though but I remember him saying "WERE DONE!" and I was really pissed so I took off my ring and said "IM THE ONE DIVORCING YOU! YOU LITTLE SHIT!" I threw my ring out the door with him then slammed it shut and locked it. He then said "YOU CANT DIVORCE ME!!!" next thing I know he is trying to break into the house again. I remember running around covering up the windows and locking all the doors. (Felt like I was in the purge this old man was out to get me!) I was on lock down and I was just trying to live. It got dark outside really fast and I think we lived in the middle of the woods or on top of a mountain, something like that. Far... Far... Away from civilization. He messed up the power lines so nothing could be used and I was stick. I then had my back against a cabinet and slipped down to the floor. The man was calling out my name from outside saying vulgar things and threatening me in awful ways that I just can't repeat. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse... He somehow managed to get the basement to catch on fire and the floorboards were burning and falling beneath me. I just stood there crying, freaking out, breaking down. Then it happened. The worst thing ever. Three little boys came running down the stairs yelling "Mommy!!!" They were on the other side of the burning floor. I told them they had to jump to get to me, there was no other way and not enough time. Just then my ex-husband was breaking through the door near the boys and they stayer yes running to jump. The youngest was last he looked maybe 6? Probably younger. Well.... He barely made it. He stepped right on the edge of the floor at it fell and his legs got burned. He starts crying and screaming "MOMMY!!! IT BURNS! IT BURNS!!!" I pick him up and run to the kitchen while telling the other boys to follow. They were maybe 7 and 10. I put the youngest boys legs in the freezer as I open up the door. The old geezer cut off the water supply as well so there was nothing to work with. The kids were hugging my legs and shaking in fear. Next thing I know my ex-husband finally catches up to us and turns around the corner and sees us standing there. He takes a step towards us holding a large knife..... And that's when I woke up.