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Dreams are something we all go through, be it good, or a nightmare. I know I've been speaking about what I know, and what I've seen as a kid. It is during my childhood that things were more realistic and innocent. I once had a nightmare that I know I will never forget to this day. The nightmare still enters in and out of my mind every now and then. I ponder over this dream, and the dramatic details it presented when it took place. I was sleeping on my bed for a small late day nap. The dream started off normal enough. I was simply walking minding my own business till my surroundings suddenly faded into blackness, then reappearing back in a hall that was purely the color of green. It reminded me of an old hospital hall. Corridors to go through, double doors to enter. I dared not step any further however. Straight ahead of me sitting in her own pool of blood was a girl somewhere in her middle teens. She wore an Alice in wonderland dress, exactly like the old disney cartoon. The difference being was that the bow on her head was much larger, and sat hanging sloppily off the left side of her head. Her blond hair was tattered and frizzy. In her right hand she held a large wooden spoon. I couldn't see her face, and didn't want to. I couldn't look away however when she finally looked upwards. Her eyes were of a dark brown color. The lower area of her jaw from where her lip should of been down to the chin and cheeks was missing skin. Showing the bone, and teeth. She dipped the wooden spoon into the pool of blood. Lifted it, and opened her mouth. Taking a sip while continuously staring at me in an unsettling stare.

I remember waking up from that dream with a jerk. My little fingers curling around the blanket I laid on in a tight grip. I didn't cry out for my mom or dad though. Instead, I stared off towards the wall. The image from the dream burned into my skull. For as long as I can remember, I haven't had a dream to match that one yet. I don't think I ever will. Every other nightmare or normal dream I've had from then on would either be random, or have some form of a connection with one another.