I'm Afraid

It's 10:19 am... Normally I wait a few days in between posts(Especially since I posted only a couple of hours ago. Readers, don't forget to read the post before. I don't remember what I wrote, it's just important I guess.) But I feel like this can't really wait. I had a nightmare. That's not really a big statement, especially since dreams and such are very common, yet this nightmare, even though I don't understand it, just makes me tear up thinking about it.


Dream
(I'm going to try and describe it the best I can)
I was in Myakka, why? I have no idea. My father just dropped off my friend and I: Holly. We were going to stay with my Aunt, who was also the mom of a friend of Davis'(Which doesn't make sense, for this friends mom of Davis passed away last year, I never met her and why would she be my aunt? Also she looked exactly like Alana's mom....) I don't know why we were staying with her, but it was exciting and I was happy to go. She had a son the same age of me, but he was in New Jersey with Davis where they were supposed to live(They never lived in Myakka, so I'm wondering why his name came up and why it was his mom) Anyways, I made Brownies, but these were like super Brownies, they looked like loafs of bread. Holly was just happy to be there and after a few hours we sat down to Dinner and I don't remember if we prayed, but I know we spoke before we ate. Then she looks at me and brings up a very odd topic.
"I don't like you Doug."
Doug:"Wait, why don't you like me?"
"You're a terrible person."
Doug:"Wait, what did I do!?"
"You know what you did"

Now this was getting kind of weird and I just kept arguing about why she didn't like me.
Holly:"I think she's right Doug. You are a bad person."
Doug:"Holly what did I do!?"
Holly:"What haven't you done!? You have no one!"
This is where the "Aunt figure" got violent. She threw the dinner plates off the table and started shouting.
"I know what you did to my son when you were little! You made a fort in his room with him and your cousin! I know what you did! You took your blanket and made a fort!"
(Why this fort was such a problem I have no idea. I made a lot of forts with friends when I was little, even playing mommy and daddy with Holly, but I never did anything bad. So even though I never made a fort with Davis and them, in my dream I thought I did)
"Yeah I did! And you helped! You helped!"
She got up and ran out of the room and Holly just sat across from me looking at me with such intensity.
So I called my dad.
"Dad you need to come get me, Aunt ____ is teaming up with Holly and they're ganging up on me! Dad!"
"Everything will be fine, she's probably just made at something, stick it out" and the phone hung up.

She came back in the room and I just remember shoving her and keeping my distance, the stuff between this and the next thing was just arguing and screaming and then Holly and her both had knives. I was trying to defend myself, but the next thing that I knew they had jumped on top of me. Now oddly enough another man was there and he had a knife and Holly had a chainsaw. Now this sounds really comical... But it wasn't, the worst part was that the place this was all happening in was my mom's house. I remember clearly standing in front of the front door screaming as the man cut into my ankle, the blade ripping my skin as I tried to fight them off. I ran through the kitchen(Somehow) and into the garage screaming, bleeding and just trying to defend myself. I didn't know what to do, so I called my dad again as I placed my back against the door to keep my attackers from me.
"Dad! They're attacking me! I need you, come get me dad! Come get me! Please" I remember crying (I'm crying now even...)
My dad acted as if I was over-acting and sighed into the phone, there was someone in the back ground to.
"Yeah yeah, I'll come get you. It'll take awhile."
Then the voice in the back ground spoke
"Yeah he's in Myakka, it's a 30 minute drive. Doug just go watch t.v or something."
I started screaming into the phone that I wouldn't make it that long and that if he loved me he'd come get me and then he said "I won't come get you if you don't calm down! Nothing wrong is happening, get over it!"(Sadly enough he's said this before in real life) He then hung up the phone.
The banging on the door behind me got stronger and stronger and a blade came through the door next to my face. I screamed as loud as I could thinking I wouldn't make it and then---


End Dream
I opened my eyes. I don't know what this dream means, all I know is that when I woke up. I was frightened. I was home alone at my dads house(and still am) and just sat in bed waiting for my attackers to come busting through the door. I started crying. I've never been this afraid, well, not since I was a child. I don't know what I did, but they kept telling me I did something and it eventually led to my death. What happened, I have no idea. What I did, I have no idea. All I know is that to me, it wasn't bad and to them it was bad enough to kill me. Why did it look like Alana's mom? Why was the Aunt figure the mom of a kid I barely know, when his mother had passed away? Why was I in Myakka? A place I've been too once...
I got out of bed went into my fridge and ate pizza, literally that's what I did. (My dad and my mom both got pizza last night... They always some how have the same dinner on the same nights or the next night and it always bothers me.) I paced around the kitchen, no longer crying, but having this sense that I shouldn't be alone. So I IM'd Sergio's aim. It was around 9:05 then and I knew he was in church, so I didn't text him, but I just wanted to speak to him. So the IM worked, I was speaking to him in a sense without him speaking back, kind of like this blog. It really put me at ease to know I have such a strong wall to help me stand. I texted my mom asking if she was awake, hoping that this would be a morning where she'd want to pick me up early and take me to breakfast (Like she has done) but it's been an hour and 30 minutes and I've still had no reply.

I feel really confused and alone right now. I just want to go home(Even though this is a home) to my old house, the house we lost last year. Go into my room, where I always felt safe and just get under the covers and hide. The house in my dream was my own house... So I don't know what this means. Well, I don't know what any of this means, which is weird. I studied dreams in middle school and 9th grade (Since I had night terrors) and I can't interpret this dream. I have no idea what to think of it. All I know is, my mind is probably telling me that I'm regretting something.