Nightmares and Dreams on the road

I have a lot of nightmares and unfortunately I seem to remember most of them, and my dreams too.

A few nights ago while we were staying at the American Heritage RV park in Williamsburg, Va I had some crazy nightmares.

First let me say that our surroundings were creepy as hell. The park reminded me of M. Night Shyamalan's movie The Village. If you havent seen it, I highly recommend it. We were surrounded by woods and sketchy people in the middle of nowhere.

The wooded area behind our camper

On the night that I had the nightmares (I had 2 in one night) I'd had a creepy incident that morning. I was out walking the dogs around 6:30 AM, I was near the front of the park, far away from our camper, and I'd turned around to pick up Darwin's poopie (Yes, I'm a good citizen, most of the time) and when I was done and turned around there was a super creepy kid, around 8 years old, standing across the narrow street giving me a death stare. I swear he came out of nowhere, I mean aren't kids supposed to be sleeping at 6:30AM. The pups and I hauled ass back to the trailer.

That night I first woke up dreaming about clowns coming out of the woods behind our camper. I jolted awake pretty quickly from that dream and that's really all I remember.

I went back to sleep and proceeded to have a super scary nightmare.

In my dream I was asleep but woken up by the feeling of our camper being shaken slightly. I could see shadows thru the open blinds on the door, it looked like kids were siphoning gas out of our truck. I woke Ian up and he insisted against my protest to go outside and confront the kids. When he opened the door the kids took off on their bikes, but in the distance he saw a large dark figure approching our camper. Ian rushed back inside and told me what he'd seen, I looked out the window and saw a large dark figure dressed in dark pants and a red and black plaid shirt banishing a machete headed stratight for our camper.

Ian busted the screen out of the fan box in the ceiling and told me to crawl thru, I protested because I knew he would'nt fit thru behind me. I said no, lets hide in the storage area under the bed and it will look like we crawled out thru the hole in the ceiling. Ian lifted up the bed and said get in, he refused to get in himself and told me to not make a sound.

The man with the machate entered our camper and struggled with Ian untimatily killing him, he then killed Darwin, Emma and Pepper. I was silent, terrified, hiding under the bed.

I waited for what seemed like forever and finally heard the slideouts being brought in and then the camper moving. I waited a little longer, hoping we'd be on a road with other cars. I lifted the bed up, crawled out and found paper to write HELP PLEASE on it, I pushed the screen in the bathroom window at the back of the camper out and held my sign out the window and waved my arms at the other cars.

Then I woke up...

Last night...

I dreamed that me, my mom and my sister lived on a quail farm. My mom had a special pet quail that she'd take in her house. We all had little cottages next to each other. In this insane dream, Leonardo DiCaprio was my boyfriend...

So, that's all I can say about that dream!