The Good Kind Of Nightmare
Only in her dreams did she truly know how she truly felt about her dad...
Starting around the time I turned sixteen, I started having...strange dreams. It started with me thinking he was standing in my bedroom doorway, and then I would wake up, and no one was there. It made me feel weird around him, in a way I couldn't put into words. Over time, the dreams escalated. Soon, he would approach my bed, then I would wake up before he actually did anything, my heart going a mile a minute. Then, one n...