The Dreamer that never Forgot

Dreamer never forgets Part 1

This is a dream journal for those who don't know it! I added more! This is an update!
This is an old dream I had, it’s not the best for horror, but it was pretty scary to me.
In my dream, it started out like a normal night in my house. Me, being an insomniac, would just lay in my bed and wait until slumber came.
Except in my dream, it was different. I apparently was very hungry, which is acceptably accurate, being me, the 10-tacos-in-ten-seconds type of eater… Sorry, I’m getting off track… Ok, so where was I?
Ah, yes, I was heading downstairs because of strange hunger, and right as I got to the fridge, I heard a scream from upstairs. It sounded like my little sister, who shares a room with me. I dropped the raw bacon…. Wait… yes…. thats right, “dream logic”, you know what I mean?
So, continuing, I charged upstairs, well actually bounced like mario except in slowmotion…. (dreams are so weird right?) and I somehow teleported into my room. In a horror movie like camera fashion, I was in front of my closet, the light flickering. Everything was silent. When I turned back around to go downstairs, movement caught my eye, at first I ignored it and started to walk downstairs.
I was halfway down when I heard something, it was like a dripping sound, except echoed, like in a cave when drops of rain fall down. So, anyway, chills ran up my spine as I heard eerie wailing, I can’t really describe it, other than the fact that it was high-pitched and creepy as hell. Lights flickered over head as I turned back around, and for some reason headed back to the closet. When I went back… Dear lord help me, it was so gory and terrible. Red blood oozed out of the walls of my closet, and I heard heavy breathing from above the closet… ~To Be Continued At a Later Date~