Holy Sh*t.

That is exactly what I thought when I woke up from my horrible dream this morning. Usually I don't have scary dreams-usually my dreams aren't even worth sharing, but this morning's dream makes me wonder if I'm secretly disturbed in some way.

I was on a school bus riding home. Our bus was pulling onto the highway when we passed a guy with a gun. His gun was aimed, and he was going to shoot. He was surrounded by policemen, but he shot his gun anyway. The bullet was sort of moving in slow motion, and I watched it pass my window. I had a feeling it was meant for me...but figured I was being ridiculous.

I get home and start telling Andy about the shooting, when all the sudden a bullet comes through our bedroom window (again in somewhat slow motion) and hits me in the stomach. I fall to the floor, although it didn't really hurt. I pull out the bullet, tell Andy that someone is indeed after me, and then everything goes black. In my head, I was dying.

When I come out of my blackout phase, there are 3 policemen at the door (not in uniform). We never called them, they just showed up. They did an investigation and told me I didn't need to go to the hospital, and that they were going to stay the night with us. My stomach was bleeding pretty badly, so I thought that was weird, but I didn't say anything. I go to sleep, wake up the next morning covered in blood...deciding I need to go to the hospital. I tell the policemen this and they get really mad and say I can't go. I go back to my bedroom, then out of nowhere, a girl appears and asks me, "Did you call the police yesterday??" I told her I hadn't and she told me, "How do you know they are real policemen then?" Then it hit me. They weren't policemen, they were the people that wanted me dead.

Once I told Andy this new information, I don't remember exactly what happened, but Andy is killed and they start attacking me. I ended up fighting all 3 of the "policemen", and shooting them all, killing them. Just when I think I'm safe, more guys come in. They are all over the house, and I need to kill them. I didn't have a gun anymore, so I killed 3 people by fighting with them and body slamming them to the floor, snapping their necks. I then killed 2 others by stabbing them in the heart with a scissors. I remember being terribly scared in the dream, because these people were just coming out of nowhere...my closet, the ceiling...they would just appear! So finally when I've killed everyone in the house, I realize there are still 2 women left outside. They were the bosses and they both had guns. I remember walking through the house, feeling very confident since I had just killed so many people; I totally thought I could take these women on. I tried distracting them by running outside, crying and screaming for their help. Then as I tried to stab one of the women, the other pulled her gun and aimed it at my head. I remember thinking, I'm fucked. Then I woke up.

Is that not super disturbing or what?? Oh, and when I woke up, I realized that the people who I body slammed into the ground, weren't adults, they were children!! I was killing children! But in my dream they were adults, does that make sense?

Seriously, I might need counseling.