Unforgettable Nightmares [Short]

Why Must You Follow Me Out?

One day I happened to start having night terrors those of wich followed me outside of the dream, I'd have a girl around my height with only a silhouette of her sit in a chair, she never spoke she'd only look at the door.

I had always leaned against the wall in a hope she'd never see me.

One day it had been different, a boy in a clown suit. My heart raced. I had never feared any clowns of any sort but my brain always made me feel so scared. But why did she follow me outside of my dream?

Every second I think of this I start to feel tears working their ways into the creases of my eyes.

I had always told my mother she said she had "dreams" like those as a child, dreams those are like the complete opposite of dream though...its in reality whilst a dream is fake, a fake situation! What the hell is a dream if I was dreaming something that's in real life? Gravity was in complete tact,

Every second I went to my moms room after these nightmares I was still in her room. That's not a dream, what was the girl?

What was the clown? What was it?

I've learned to accept that I may never find an answer to these questions.

A nightmare that I can fondly remember her being in my room when I woke up:

My mother told me and my brother to clean up our toys, the dream made me and my brother around two or four years old. Something came out fo the hallway on a small train, my heart raced at the sight of this gremlin looking creature, I ran over to my brother as he walked away. I forced myself awake and I stayed in my parents room the whole night.