I have never ever written down my nightmares immediately after waking up. This is the first time I am doing so. Because, it wasn't the nightmare that freaked me out, it was the cold reality whom I met after retaining my senses. And the nightmare was so random and implausible, I so wished it was real.
I was getting ready for bed at half past midnight. Mom was already asleep, as I remember she had a fever and was talking all with a weak tone. I lied down on a separate bed in the same room. Before, I could doze off, I felt something or someone was missing. Then, I remembered it was my Dad who wasn't there in the room. The bathroom light was on and oddly it was locked from the outside. I unlocked the door and to my shock I saw my dad on the tiled floor face-down. I was horrified and picked him up by the shoulders from behind and kept shouting 'Dad' in a hopeless tone of voice. He didn't wake up, he wasn't breathing, I didn't want him to leave me. I called the family doctor immediately. He reached my place in a few seconds. I have no idea what he did to my Dad but, he woke back to life and was walking around weakly. I was so happy for a few seconds. And later, the doctor told me, if I had indeed delayed in calling him, he might have not survived. And please make sure from now on, you don't hurt him emotionally at all, he is emotionally very sensitive.
Then, I woke up. Only to realize that my nightmare was a disappointment. Dad obviously was no longer around. And that fucking doctor was my first ever dentist who I hated a lot. I still wonder, if this nightmare ever had a message for me. Only time can tell.
Date & Time of Occurrence: 07/03/2011. 4:30 AM
Ethereal Experience:
- Fear
- Hopelessness
- Happiness
- A sense of responsibility
Materialistic Experience:
- Hate reality to no end yet, I want to face it.
- Increased hatred for God and everything it represents.
- I need to work harder.
