That's when I wake up, every time. I used to have this dream all the time growing up, when my stepfather abused me. I used to think it was just a stupid weird dream. But now I see how it related to my life. I used to have a lot of dreams about things out to get me. I was plagued by nightmares. I never understood them. How could I? I was just a child. You know the strange thing? I can't remember a lot of my childhood, but I remember every dream. They're all so clear. It's like they're my real memories. I don't know why I thought of this dream tonight. I haven't had it in awhile. Perhaps I have and I just don't remember, maybe that's why.