Why Sleeping is Bad...for me

Although there has been no incidents, my sleep from time to time has been bothersome. I hardly ever dream.
When I do, it just about the "otherplace" or reliving moments of my life. Sadly I been having more and more of the "reliving" moments than I care to have. What's worse then been memories of the past "incidents" while I was living in the East Los Angeles area between 5-12 years.

At that residence it was a small apartment. What was more confusing it the house was also haunted by at least three ghosts. The 1st apartment was haunted by an old woman who was tricked by her family into leaving to a rest home. I actually new her as she lived there at the time. The 2nd Apartment and house was haunted by two ghosts, a male aggressive figure who smelled of smoke and liquor and some other guy. The ghosts would do the usual minor things... slams door, open cupboards, interfere with the lights. That was tolerable.... but as you know I had another problem. The dreams I been having were about maybe ages 7-8, where sometime I would sleep in the living room. The dream/memories I have been having are about those times.

The common one is that appear from the kitchen or back door. They simply walk in or from the area look around and come toward me on the couch. Other times they would be outside the living window just looking in. What was odd about that is the rest of the background was blacked out...I couldn't see the other houses, just a deeply muted backdrop and them.I remember time when I knew they were coming and tried to get to the bedroom where my mom was, only to either find them there already waiting for me or being able to make there before I dropped on the floor being fully paralyzed. My reaction to all these dreams have been "deep sadness", in the sense of why would this happen to such a young kid.

Another dream I had recently was rather odd, since it was not a memory but more of a dream. I was residing in the old room of the house where my "incidents" occurred. Then I went about the day as usually, driving around with my mother. I was being asked a lot of questions like how was I doing, what do I like to do, what did I think about the government, about god, etc. It was an odd conversation, since it was  phishing for information.I thought nothing of it much, but fortunately I think I panicked as I pulled into a mini-mall and need to get a drink from 7-11. It was an excuse to get away from here and be around other people. It was there that one of the only people I feel safe with showed up, that I think is when I let my guard down completely. Although he was acting more peculiar than normal, my feelings blinded me.
Abruptly the scene changed back to my old room, I was asleep and it was dark. Someone else was in the room and I started looking for the desk lamp that was by the bed. I managed to turn it on and no one was their... and I questioned why I was in my old room. When I turned around, my guy was there. Immediately I felt safe again. I asked where he came from and if he was okay. He only told me he had to go and had to meet up with the others. By others, I assumed the usual friends and I followed him like a puppy dog. I offered to help him carry his stuff which he avoided me. I felt slighted, and new something was off. So when we got to the door I said goodbye and locked it. Telling him to stay safe, he turned around and was wearing large dark sunglasses. The bags he had were not there and he walked back and entered the gate to the backyard.That's when my aunt screamed and said someone was in the backyard.At first I told he don't worry, as I was aware what was happening... but then I was manipulated again by the fact that "they" were using his image and presence to affect my rationality. Form apprehension I instantly said don't worry it's just him... I am gonna go and see him and left happily to the back. Oddly although I was walking into a trap I felt me attempt to resist realizing what is going on at the same time feeling that euphoric feeling I have with that person. Let's just say when I got there... it did not turn out too well.

When I woke up from this one I felt anger, fear, and betrayal (being manipulated and duped). It hurt alot too becuase of the use of this person, and how vulnerable I am concerning him.