A Stranger Keeps Visiting Me At Night

when I was young I used to dream about a man I could swear I'd never met I made drawings of his face but they never matched my dreams as I grew up I started to get used to him he kept appearing in my dreams from time to time but I stopped paying attention to it until a couple of months ago when everything changed I had moved back with my parents to the town I was born in and after a while he started visiting my dreams again all the time I would never get rid of this stalker he was inside my head when I talked to my mom about it she told me not to pay attention to it if he was only in my dreams then he wouldn't harm me the other day I was coming out of school and I felt that someone was staring at me I looked instinctively and saw him on the other side of the parking lot I got goose bumps I turned around to tell my friend but when I looked again he was gone was I going crazy we went to the mall and I saw him behind every column and inside every shop but when I looked closely he disappeared my friend got really worried about me too she couldn't see him I was definitely going crazy that night the real nightmare began I went to bed knowing that I would dream about him but I wasn't ready for what was actually waiting for me I was in an open square and I was completely alone I looked around and saw him approaching but when I tried to move nothing happened this was new I was stuck in my place frozen like a statue as he started to walk towards me I could feel it tickling in my arms and my legs as I tried to turn around and get the hell out of there but I couldn't move a muscle I don't know why I was paralyzed the man got closer and closer and I could feel my heart racing he didn't look mad or dangerous but he didn't look kind either his face had no expression as he got really close he stretched his arm to touch me I tried to scream but my voice was gone to a second before he touched me I got up screaming and sweating my parents ran into my room and hugged me are you all right my mom asked I couldn't move was all I could say the next day my dad drove me to school I struggled to get out of the car I was trembling looking around everywhere terrified that I might see the monster in my dreams my dad saw my tears coming down inside we went back home my mom asked what happened as she saw us and dad said that this was not okay that something was very wrong I was already drenched in sweat and I hadn't seen the man once yet that day we went to the doctor I knew what kind of doctor it was a shrink the one for the crazy people but I didn't mind I was ready to accept I was crazy as long as he freed me from my nightmare I wasn't as concerned about the man as I was of the fact that I couldn't move I was used to seeing the man but this was new and it scared me to death after he heard the story he simply shot me with the news sleep paralysis what but he told me not to worry it had a solution that was good news he said that the main treatment was to improve sleeping habits like going to bed at the same time every night ensuring a comfortable sleep environment and avoiding caffeine before sleeping but I was too scared to sleep as night came I was truly tired I followed the advice of the doctor and mom said she would stay with me that night it didn't take long for me to fall asleep but just as fast I was in a nightmare again this time it was an empty room no windows no doors the man and I were alone in there and again I was paralyzed what would my muscles serve inside a sealed room anyway but the sole feeling of not being able to move was frustrating I felt my heart racing again as the man started to walk towards me mom said she was going to stay with me but where was she I looked around I was alone scared to death I tried to scream but no sound came out I couldn't even open my mouth he was getting closer and closer the face was always the same but it felt more and more terrifying he moved his arms to grab me and I woke up with a huge scream my mom hugged me and told me it was okay but it was not okay I was horrified so we went to the doctor again I asked him why this was happening to me and after a few sessions without answer he said that sometimes sleep paralysis is a result of a childhood unresolved trauma but I didn't remember anything bad while growing up he explained that it was surely something from my very first years sometimes traumatic memories go directly to our unconscious we don't remember them but they show themselves later on in life in different experiences that provoke similar feelings so what he was saying was that somehow after I was born I went through a frightening experience and my brain was now trying to get it out since of course I had no memory of those days I asked my parents about it but they said that they didn't remember anything I went to bed praying to every God out there to please for once let me sleep without these nightmares I wish I could say that my prayers were heard but they weren't in this dream the setting was worst of all my own room it was the only place that this anonymous man never touched and now I wasn't even safe in here lying down in my bed I tried to move with no luck the man was standing in the corner staring at me without moving for a moment it was like a picture and then it turned into a movie a sick terrifying one he started to walk towards me in slow motion inside me I was screaming and shaking and kicking on the outside I was as still as a statue please don't hurt me please please but it was only a thought the words couldn't come out he got closer and closer and I suddenly stopped trying to move and shout I simply closed my eyes waiting for the worst I was too tired after three nights in a row with no rest I gave in and this time he touched my shoulder but as nothing else happened I opened my eyes he just stood there with his hand on my arm I've never seen him as closely as that my fear towards him never let me and for the first time in my life I could pay attention to the details on his face I knew this man I didn't have any memory of him but I was sure I knew him it was suddenly annoying not being able to place him he extended his other arm very slowly and grabbed my other arm and before I could do anything he shouted wake up I sat on my bed screaming my mom entered the room and hugged me again I freed from her embrace still feeling the man's arms touching me I stood up and went to my closet I grabbed a box where I had my old drawings i sat behind my desk and started to add details to the drawings his face was still fresh in my memory and I needed something from the real world to hold on to as mom got closer to me the most bizarre thing happened she took the drawing out of my hand and stared at it with tears in her eyes you know this man I asked her shocked but she was paralyzed shaking how did we switch places so fast mom I shouted but she was speechless shocked I yelled for help and my dad ran inside the room we put her on the bed and she breathed heavily tears still falling on her cheeks she looked at my dad and said she was sorry that she could not hide the secret any longer what what secret my dad stood silent and so mom said I think the man in this drawing is your real dad what the hell she said she was sorry that she held the secret to keep me safe but now I was suffering anyway and she couldn't take it anymore your real father left us one day without giving explanations mom said and I Met Your dad Bernard shortly after I was desperate you were 2 months old he took care of us ever since Oh dad I said and hugged him he apologized and so did mom how could I not forgive them when they'd been nothing but loving parents still I knew that the truth was not enough I would have to confront him I was not that little baby anymore and I needed answers I asked my parents if they knew something about him if he was still alive mom said she heard he was living in a closed town but knew nothing more I googled him and he appeared immediately so many different pictures of him that my blood ran cold it was definitely the man in my drawings and apparently he had no intention of keeping a low profile he was a criminal he'd abandoned his family for no reason and the pictures showed he was living his life freely just like I wouldn't be surprised if he had a new family it was such a cliche I found his address quickly to the closed town mom said was in fact the next town just minutes away from home I was determined I was going to face him the next day mom couldn't convince me otherwise so dad said he wouldn't let me go alone I didn't sleep much that night thinking about the man what would I say to him would he recognize me the answers floated in the air as I fell asleep I couldn't believe my eyes when it was the Sun through the window that woke me up and not a horrifying nightmare I guess half of the truth was enough to get me through the night but I knew that if I didn't find the other half the nightmares would stalk me again I could see in my dad's expression he was still not convinced about this but he respected my wishes and drove me to his house we parked in front of his house and they couldn't believe how close to home he lived I must have passed through that street a million times in my life I stayed inside the car for a long time before I could find the will to move dad told me he had my back but I asked him to wait in the car I got out and walked towards the house in panic I didn't want to but I knew there was no other way I knocked on the door and waited for what seemed like hours finally he opened the door I was paralyzed again I couldn't speak yes he asked with that same expressionless face he had in my dreams he didn't recognize me but then again how would he I started to cry and with the only thread of air I had left I whispered dad he opened his eyes in shock and his face turned to stone get off my property I couldn't speak I couldn't move it was my nightmare all over again I was paralyzed get out he insisted I swallowed my questions and my pride and nodded completely heartbroken I turned around but couldn't even take two steps before I fell down my dad got out of the car and ran towards me I cried in his arms on the other side of the door for a long moment and then stood up mom had been right to keep me safe from this man we started to walk towards the car when I heard the door opening I looked at him and his face was transformed I believe I do owe you an explanation he said and invited us in and then he said he was sick that he'd been sick for years who the hell stays away from his loved ones in a moment like that he said that his first thought was that he would die quickly so he decided to keep it to himself the doctor said no more than six months so he went away so we wouldn't suffer months passed and then more months but he didn't die fear turned to despair and then to frustration and then it was too late I started to grow up a mom at Barnard and she was on her feet again when he found out that I thought Barnard was my father he felt like there was no place for him in my life it wasn't fair to ruin the good life mom and I had and he gave up he also admitted that he did follow me around for a while until I was five or six years old I was not that crazy but then he stopped that to thinking that perhaps it would be frightening for me he had no idea it made me sad to think about this man now because he was going to die he'd lived a life of death no feelings no relationships no love he had no one I realized that no matter how much I'd suffered my pain was nothing compared to his I hugged him what else could I do he didn't deserve to spend his last days alone he finally passed away a few months later I tried to spend as much time as possible with him during that time and although he couldn't make up for the lost years he did have the chance to feel a bit of love before he went away I had all sorts of mixed up feelings after that I regretted his life decisions and I know now he did too It was as if karma wouldn't let him die until he made up for his mistakes but I'm also glad that he didn't go alone that's the most important lesson I've learned from him don't let bad decisions ruin your life there's always time for forgiveness

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Published: Sat Apr 18 2020