User blog:Sparrowsong/I had a nightmare

Last night, I had a nightmare. Even though it wasn't really happening, it was the scariest thing that ever happened to me. Here's how it went:

It was nighttime, maybe 12:30, and pitch-dark - so dark I could hardly see my hand in front of my face. I was on my porch, holding my blue purse. I was wearing flip-flops and a black dress.

I got off the porch and saw this car. It was a cream-colored Suburu with brown stripes near the windows and white doors. There was a creepy-looking man in there...I remember what he looked like; he was in his late thirties or early forties, with long-ish light brown hair, a feathered fedora hat, glasses, a green t-shirt, white pants, and a fake mustache. I couldn't really see his face.

Suddenly the guy pulls over, opens his doors, and grabs me and tries to pull me into the car. I freak out - I totally think it's real! I think "I'm going to die now!" I can feel myself thrashing around in bed (since I'm asleep but don't know it), yet I don't really acknowledge it - I'm too freaked out about this weirdo trying to kidnap me.

You know how sometimes in your dreams, you'll be in danger but you can't run or scream? I couldn't scream loudly enough to be heard, but I could run really fast. So I ran inside, locked the doors, and went to bed.

It was extremely real. I even knew what date it was (in the dream, not real life) - September 1.

My friends who moved to Australia last month were suddenly back here. They had postponed the move to October 3. I warned them about the scary man. My friend and I played with stickers together for some reason.

Then one day, sometime after the incident, I'm alone in a mall parking lot (and I knew what mall it was!) when I see that same Suburu next to me. I'm like "Omigosh, that guy is stalking me and now he's gonna kill me! I'm all by myself with no defense whatsoever!" Just as I'm about to start running for dear life, I realize that the man is not in the car. I write down the license plate number and report him to the police.

After that, I went to my friend's place and hung out with her for a while. Then I woke up.

The scary thing is, I quite literally thought it was real. I remember everything so vividly - the clothes I was wearing, which purse I was carrying, the guy's license plate number...everything. And after I phoned the police, I thought "I'm going to warn all my friends on the Warriors Wiki. Tell them that a guy in a cream-colored Suburu with that license plate tried to kidnap me."

I think I'm going to write a horror story based on that dream. The dream that caused the scariest night of my life...

-Sparrow