I wish I could stop the nightmares...

If there is a sheet close to my neck I sit up and I look for him. Knock on the door. No, not in my world. Do I still look over my shoulder? Yes. Do I think he will find me? Yes, He tried to kill me to many times. I wish people understood my story. I did not plan this. I'm tired of people telling me to "Get over it." It makes me angry. People tell me that there is no reasons for the nightmares and I'm doing it to my self. Fuck you.