Alrite, today I took a nap and had the strangest and freakiest dream. And it went a little something like this. I thought I heared my sister come down to my room to wake me up. So everything is normal right now, i recongize her laughter. It sounds like shes walking around me. I hear a screeching noise. Wondering what it is, I try to sit up to see, but I can't move my body. I try to shout at her to call her names, but I couldn't speak, and from the corner of my eye. I can see a little figure running past it. Then I heard my sister's laughter again, and a screeching sound that sounded like she got up onto my chair prepared to jump on me to wake me up. I closed my eyes and perpared my self for the impact. For what seemed to be seconds after, I opened my eyes only to see a girl, in a beautiful red dress, and beautiful long dark hair covering her eyes holding a picture frame. I try to move and speak, but no uses. I can't move and I can only look. In my terror I attmpt to move and scream at the top of my lungs to no anvil. So I decide the only thing I could do. Look at the picture frame she was holding. In the picture frame was a picture, of her standing ontop of me as I was laying down from a celiling angle. This picture was a picture of a picture of what was happening at that very moment. I could feel my self being mobile again. As it slowly unraveled I awake from my dream with my sister coming down to my room to give me the phone. And that was the freakiest dream I had to date. No, I haven't touched F.E.A.R. in a few days. So it couldn't be that. Now what I ask is if you people can interperate this dream. And give some insight on my writing ablities of a story at the same time XD. A little personal gain here as I try to make you feel my, of what felt for hours, of torment.