BAD DREAMS Series #2

I woke up again from a horrible dream.

This time, instead of screaming, I started crying.

I can hardly remember the dream because I think the dream was mostly about me forgetting certain things in my past life. All I can remember is that the entire dreamed spanned about 3 days. And in that three days, I was overdosing on some drugs or on some medication that slipped me in and out of consciousness. I vaguely remember someone familiar choking me and throwing me around. I couldn't say or feel anything except see that I was suffocating. I tried to cry out but there was no one else there besides me and my assailant. Finally, when I came to, I saw my stepfather, holding a grill scraper, with an apron on.