Have Fun Being Creeped Out By This

Okay...

I know (Melanie) I haven't posted in a while, and this will be a really weird post to come back with (and disturbing), but I have to journal this and get this out before I forget about it.

Last night, two strange things happened:

I almost had one of my usual night terrors, but stopped it before it became full-fledged screaming. Eric came into the room, and according to him, this is what I did:

I opened my eyes, saw him, and took one of the stuffed animals and put it in front of my face as if protecting myself. Then, he said something like "What's wrong?" and I removed the thing from in front of my face, stared at him for half a moment and then almost started to scream...

Here's what's weird:

I remember everything after the removing of the stuffed animal. I don't remember looking at him and putting it in front of my face. But he said I did, and even opened my eyes first.

Here's the second thing that happened, which is even creepier:

I had a nightmare. Not a night "terror" (those are different), but an actual nightmare with a story...but it was the ended that was disturbing...

I can't remember the details, but it seemed like a rather mundane situation, and it ended with me taking a shower, for some reason...but while I was in the shower...

There was a shadow (a particularly unnaturally black shadow, like it went from bright to incredibly dark) that suddenly filled the bathroom, and so I looked around the shower curtain:

There was someone standing outside, and because of the mixture of light and sudden darkness, they were blurred to me, but...they looked like a blurred, dark shape, staring at me, as if they wanted something horrible from me...and for some reason, I thought they looked like two different people...I know this sounds really, really weird, but somehow, inside that blur and darkness I saw two people: my mom, and my uncle Kirk (my mom's brother). I saw features of both of them inside that dark blur, but I knew, somehow, that it was neither of them.

And then when I realized it was neither of them, but I didn't know who or what it was, and I just stared at that dark blur (it was like a human shape but it was like I just couldn't make out the features, it's hard to describe...) and saw it slowly (very slowly, almost slow-motion) coming towards me, reaching for me...

in the dream, I started to scream. Like I do when I have one of my night terrors. I could hear it inside my head.

But when I woke up, I wasn't screaming. I just heard myself scream inside the dream. I know I wasn't screaming because I hadn't woken up Eric (thank goodness).

But I sat there for a moment, and I had this odd feeling...like someone was trying to show me something.

That person (being?) or whatever was behind the blur...I think that's somehow connected to my night terrors where I scream (to explain - I never remember my night terrors, there's no story to remember, it's just a sudden panic with no explanation and no dream - but I always remember that I had SOME thought or another, and I can't remember what it was).

I wasn't frightened when I woke up, really...but I felt this great need to make note of that dream, and that dark blurred person, because I felt like it was important, somehow.

I'm worried about my mom and uncle now, of course, too. It's difficult to explain, the way their problems with alcohol are similar...but I'll get into that another time. I'm at work now.