It was the middle of the night when I woke up gasping for air. A tightness weighed heavy in my chest, making it feel like my lungs would collapse at any second. Beads of sweat were rolling off of my forehead and staining the sheets of my bed. A silence hung over me, except for the short and sudden gasps that were forcing their way out from my mouth. I curled my knees into my chest, hugging them closer into me with every breath. My dream had felt so real, I could have sworn I was actually living in it. But this was not a new occurrence for me. Every time I close my eyes, even for a second- I see him. I see the man that has haunted me since I was a young girl….