IT'S JUST A DREAM Part One

I sit comfortably on the living room couch, my heart at the normal rate, pushing the blood easily around the rest of my body. My eyes attentively watching the television, i see nothing but black, zig-zagged lines, and yet i am still watching, insanely. The clear figures of my mother and my sister are present on my left, they seem so close, and yet my ears fail to hear their words, my eyes just watch their mouths move rapidly, as if they really want me to know something, but i don’t understand. I can’t figure out why.
As in a dream i don’t feel anything weird, i don’t think anything is wrong. My brain is not filled with confusion or distortion, and my heart rate is steady. The situation seems emotionless.
Then, everything changes. In through the open door swings a jet black dog, ears lay flat, disinterested in anyone. And yet he feels like a behemoth, a frightening ogre, a demon. I am used to demons, i come across them on a regular basis. He swiftly strides past my family, who show no more interest in him as he does them. It seems to be just me who feels his monstrous presence. He is dark. I do not see his eyes, half-closed, his feet staining the cream carpet with charcoal-black. I just squat, heart beginning to thump as he edges closer to me slowly. I am terrified, desperately looking for a way to run, and i would run, if my legs could hold me. They are glued, uncontrollably to the ground as my whole body stiffens.
The monster suddenly changes, as in change i mean he is no longer what he was before. He has morphed into an even more dillusional creature than he was before. He is now a man. A shape shifted man, half man, half dog, creeps onto my lap, sitting there, and caresses me perversely. I cannot understand why he is, or what he is doing exactly, but i know that i do not feel comfortable, his rough hands groping at me. I just freeze again. Now , his tongue finds a way of slipping into my mouth, forcing the spikey, grisly, hairs that line it, into my throat. My throat seizes up, and i feel like i will choke. I don’t want him to do this.

Then, as quickly as he came, the demon leaves, the blackness of my eyes returns to light. It seems that everything has returned to normal. But my thoughts are still plagued by his evil rape.