Did you ever have one of those recurring dreams or nightmares? You know what I’m talking about; there’s no rhyme or reason why you should be having it again. You are an adult now, you know your strengths and weaknesses. You don’t need to be revisiting your childhood fears that are so real in your dreams that you feel that you are back in that room again.
That room was my bedroom that I shared with my sister. In my dreams my sister is never there to help me when the bad guys are trying to shoot me. Why there is no furniture in the room, I don’t know, but no matter what corner I try to hide in they can still see from the windows. No matter what I do, I can not reach safety.
The amazing part of this nightmare is that I never get shot, but every time I dream this, the fear is so real that when I finally wake up, I reach for the aspirin bottle.