Here we go again

I have been writing about being afraid of the dreams, well they're back. Only it's worse than before. I just scared my aunt so bad. I could hear myself screaming, but there was nothing that I could do. Nothing could change what I saw. I saw it and this is way worse than any dream that was before. I wish I could explain. I wish I could stop the pain that was in my throat. I can't because I'm awake and that means that what just happened wasn't only a dream. I am afraid. Afraid to lie down. Afraid to turn off the light. Afraid of the reality of what I've just seen.