The Thoughts Inside My Head...

So I have not been on here in a while, but I got a request for me to go back to typing up my dreams. For those of you who are new I just hope you are prepared. I tend to remember a lot of what goes on in my dreams. This one is no different. I used to have this nightmare at least 4 times a month as a kid. It got creepier and creepier every single time. This dream changes view points. Sometimes I watch myself doing things and other times i see it from my view point, be sure to stick with me. So in honor of going back to dreams/nightmares here is my reoccuring dream:

So there i am, sitting on the ground in my bedroom at my old house at about age 6. It is one of those green floor carpets and i have my barbies out in front of me and they are at the horse stable. The horses talk as well in my little game in case any of you cared to know. I get bored of playing with the dolls and hear the guys outside setting up a kickball game so i hurry up and leave my stuff in the middle of the floor and run outside. I’m not a bad player so naturally i get picked 2nd for teams. Since the other team picked first, my team got to kick first. As i wait for my turn to kick i notice something moving around the trees that are out passed right field. I tell the guys i see something, but they don’t believe me. I get mad that no one is listening and talk under my breath to myself while kicking the dirt, “i swear i saw a wolf or something, why wont they listen to me?” It starts getting darker and darker as the sun goes down and my old babysitter is inside and randomly checks in on all the kids playing kickball in my front yard. Then she comes outside and tells us all we should probably pack up and head home before it gets completely dark. Naturally the guys run away and leave me with cleaning up the mess they left in the front yard and the other game that we all played earlier in the back yard. Now let me set the scene. (i live in a nice size single family home with 2 garage doors on the right side and about 1 1/2 acres of land. There are a couple crape myrtles and pear trees off to the right. There is a creek with a tree line that is the end of our property and then there is a sand mound. I also have a large wooden deck that is painted white) I begin to walk out to the back of the house to get the toys when i see red eyes coming out from the bushes in the tree line. It’s wolves. Once i knew what they were i was scared and froze. I didn’t know what to do, do i run? No it is faster than me. Do i yell? Do i walk away? Do i make eye contact? I DONT KNOW. I slowly take steps backward not taking my eyes off of them. More and more start to show up at the tree line. That is when i heard. My babysitter calls my name and tells me to hurry up it is getting dark. No, not good. I quickly turn my head and look at her, turns out the ones in the woods were not the only ones. My house is completely surrounded by packs and packs of wolves. Each with their own Alpha Male. I realize i am doomed. There is nothing i can do, but try to save my babysitter. She was right near the door and all i wanted was for her to lock herself inside. The wolves notice her and run while some other slowly creep in closer to me. I give up and yell for her to get inside and as i explain to her the wolves, the one gets her from behind. I watch her get savagely ripped apart as they bit through her flesh. I break down and cry, loosing motion in my legs i just collapse. That is when the wolves ran in after me. Once the first one began i realized there was nothing i could do to save her, so i ran as fast as i could to the house. I just kept thinking “All i need to do is get inside, get inside and close the door. Just wait it out.” Halfway back to the house i realize there is a wolf standing inside my family room, looking out the sliding glass door at me. The door i was planning on running into. The door that would save my life. I have no where to go but i keep running and the wolves really gained some distance on me. As i turn the corner around the front of my house i hit a ditch and trip. Worst thing that could possibly happen. An alpha male lunges himself onto my back, digging his claws in my shoulders, others bite my ankles leaving me unable to run again. I scream and cry and am helpless. I watch myself die slowly, losing a leg, then an arm. They had no mercy. The last thing i felt was a wolves mouth wrap around my neck leaving me unable to scream. I just laid there in a pool of blood. As i pass i see myself. Most people say when they die in dreams they wake up. Not me. I stood next to my body and stared at it. I watched the wolves continue to eat me. I then turn around and walk away. I don’t show emotion. I just walk away. Then i wake up after i make it back into the woods.