The world we see when slumber takes us, is supposed to be beautiful, serene. But I sit here wiping the tears that are streaming down my cheeks, praying that I never dream again. I dont even know where to begin with what I saw, what I experienced. Im not sure who the guy was that was stalking me, or how he even ended up in my car. All I know is when I saw Ray was back in town it all finally hit home. I was being stalked by a guy, felt completely and utterly uncomfortable with him, but then why would I be driving him home alone, and why on earth when I saw Ray would I pretend that we were together. Why did I turn Ray away? And where on earth did the kid come from. All these things are plauging my mind right now. And I know that these wouldnt be considered a nightmare on other peoples terms, they typically think nightmares are like horror movie scary. But this was more scary then anyone could ever realize. And for me to wake up with tears in my eyes, I hope I never dream again.
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