||[Jul. 23rd, 2004|09:51 pm]
Rachel sat bolt upright in bed, sweat running down her face. She was still shaking as she stepped, not very gracfully, out of bed and made her way toward the kitchen. This was the third night in a row that she had been woken up by a nightmare, and to be honest, she was sick of it. Rachel was one of those people who just can't stand to be afraid, and these nightmares had her afraid. She got a glass of water and headed back to her room. She sat the water on the table by her bed and wandered over into the bathroom to make sure she looked like herself. Her hair was still blond and cut to her chin, her eyes were still green......so why did she see herself as someone different in those horrible dreams? She always looked the same, her hair was long and dark, her eyes were bright blue, and she was dressed in white evening gown (not that she'd ever be caught dead in an evening gown outside of a nightmare). The dream was also always the same, she would be walking in the park dressed for something special, always waiting for someone to pick her up, but they never came. She would see the headlights coming for her, then as the car got closer, a hand closed over her mouth and she was pulled into the trees. A dark figure would push up against a tree and hold a knife to her throat. While she held her breath, she heard it say "You know something you shouldn't, I'm afraid I can't allow that, you shouldn't know" then she felt a sharp pain in her neck, which would wake her up, sometimes screaming. She looked at her neck in the mirror now and saw nothing. "Stupid dream, I really need more sleep and I can't do it if I'm in a panic......it's not real anyway, I don't know anything special" she said in an attempt to calm down. For the most part it worked, and she made her way back to the bedroom. She sat down and made herself comfortable then reached for her water. She sat thinking for a few minutes sipping her water slowly. Maybe it was her subconcious telling her not to wear those stupid dresses she though......."done" she said aloud, "no formal dresses for me!" This amused her enough to make her laugh and she was finally calm enough to get back to sleep. As she drifted off she though about all that had happened in the past few months; leaving home, getting a job in a big city, and leaving everyone she knew behind......maybe the nightmares were more of a way for her cling to her past, she knew what it was like to live somewhere else, maybe that's what she knew. "Oh who cares? It's just a stupid dream" she muttered as she slipped into more peaceful sleep. Maybe tomorrow would be better.