Maybe you watch too much porn? Or think about sex a lot
I’m the Anon who gets night terrors and I had another one the other night where I could see my room and my housemates boyfriend (I never met him but somehow I knew it was her boyfriend) came in and essentially tried to rape me. He was in the corner of my room watching me and then he kept coming closer and closer and suddenly he was ripping off my clothes. I guess my I took off my shorts in the middle of the night because I was in my underwear when I woke up?
Then my dream transitioned where I was at a fancy dinner party in an old mansion. I was at a table with these girls and we kept making fun of my housemates boyfriend because he desperately likes me and was acting all creepy and weird. He was just standing alone on the dance floor watching me with lust in his eyes. Idk why I dreamed this scenario up but like this nameless and faceless entity that is my housemates boyfriend had a face and a role in my dream even although I never met him and just heard of him in conversations? lol I don’t know if that makes sense but dreams are wild yeah?
Anyways, so then me and these girls go to the courtyard and are having small talk and sometimes making snide remarks at this weirdo creep who likes me and is watching me. All of a sudden we hear shots and even panics. This guy comes running out the courtyard and yells “someone’s shooting people with a gun! Get out of here!” So everyone in the courtyard panics even more and we’re all running to the exit. We get lost in a maze and I myself get separated and have to figure out how to leave this giant mansion while I hear gun shots and people screaming throughout my desperate escape.
I finally escape. Outside the mansion there’s chaos — police cars, people running and screaming, ambulances, helicopters etc. Some curious passerby. Somehow there’s still traffic on the road, which is a main road and kind of busy. I wave down a car, jsut running at the road and throwing my thumb upwards to hitchhike. This guy stops and I hop in his car. Another kid from the formal dinner party / dance event thing waves him down too
So it’s the three of us on the road. We make small talk. The driver drops the kid off first.
I tell him I live in the same town where the shooting occurs as we make our way out into the country. For some reason Post too long. Click here to view the full text.