CHAPTER FIFTY TWO - AN EMERGENCE

When I was a kid, I used to have nightmares about being stabbed in the stomach repeatedly. At one point, I used to get them every night and I used to wake up screaming. At the age of nine, they became more detailed and frequent than ever.

Soon, I started puking in fear and then I developed a habit of hurting myself in my sleep in order to minimize the effect of those nightmares. It was unnatural and unexplainable as to why I got those nightmares as a kid.

As a small nine year old kid, I wasn't supposed to dream about crime and violence being inflicted upon me. And again especially such detailed and graphically accurate ones.

They were repetitive. Every night I got the same dream. Then I started to hate sleeping. I was afraid that l would witness the same horror again. Mom and dad talked about the problem to each other and another doctor in the pack, and soon I was given sedatives that were mixed with chemicals which had an inhibitory effect on my pons. And pons is a part of the hind