I always want to describe my nightmares as ''the most horrific one yet'', but then I realise I can't, because they are all as horrific as another, and like I have mentioned in some of my other posts, I find it difficult to write about them here as I feel like I am re-living the trauma, a trauma I feel like I have actually been through, even though it was just in my sleep.
In this particular dream, I was in a parking lot sitting on the side of the road eating an ice-cream. A big SUV was parked in front of me and the owner of the vehicle came back to it and opened the back seat and put a young girl, aged about two, into a rear-facing car seat. He strapped her in and then an evil grin spread across his face as he took a large stick and raped the young child with it. For some reason I couldn't move from where I was sitting, I couldn't hide or look away, I just had to sit there and watch this horrific scene occur. I think this dream went on for at least an hour.
The next morning when I went to work and saw the manager who works for me I broke down in tears, I was just so exhausted from the experience of what I had seen the night before. One would think that with this happening on a regular basis, I would get used to it. That couldn't be further from the truth. It just gets worse and worse as the terrors that I have seen just get more and more.
In this particular dream, I was in a parking lot sitting on the side of the road eating an ice-cream. A big SUV was parked in front of me and the owner of the vehicle came back to it and opened the back seat and put a young girl, aged about two, into a rear-facing car seat. He strapped her in and then an evil grin spread across his face as he took a large stick and raped the young child with it. For some reason I couldn't move from where I was sitting, I couldn't hide or look away, I just had to sit there and watch this horrific scene occur. I think this dream went on for at least an hour.
The next morning when I went to work and saw the manager who works for me I broke down in tears, I was just so exhausted from the experience of what I had seen the night before. One would think that with this happening on a regular basis, I would get used to it. That couldn't be further from the truth. It just gets worse and worse as the terrors that I have seen just get more and more.
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