Dream About Nightmare And Drowning

I had a nightmare. I kept waking up all night but falling back into the same one that just got worse and worse. At first I was home. It was early in the morning but I was awake and walking around the house. It was raining inside. I was trying to figure out why, thinking maybe the sprinklers were going off. But we don’t have sprinklers. Then we were leaving the house, my parents and brother and sister. We all went to some Dunkin’s and ordered drinks, we sat at a table to drink and talk. Mum and Michelle got the same drink I did, all large dragonfruit drinks, and mine was gone before we left. I wanted a coffee before leaving so I could bring it to work with me. My dad went to order it when we went outside but he got another dragonfruit drink so I got upset and didn’t take it. I ended up going back inside because I left stuff on the table, then it turned out my parents left their phones on the table too. I went to go grab some of it but the employees, both men, were taking stuff off the table. I tried getting my parents phones but they were in the way, I think they took them off the table first. I tried to say something but the employees just got smiles on their faces and grabbed at me. They tried dragging me somewhere else and my mom came inside too and joined in trying to get me back. One of the men grabbed at my head and my ass, pinching and groping and hurting me. I was screaming and kicking at him and they finally let us go. We tried yelling at the employees behind the desk about what happened but they wouldn’t acknowledge it at all so we took our stuff and left. My dad drove us home in the truck and Michelle drove herself home, Andrew was quiet in the seat next to me. I was still upset about what happened and that I didn’t have a coffee to bring to work. When we got home it was still raining inside the house but I barely even acknowledged it. It was still early in the morning and I was starting to feel like not going to work at all because of what had happened. I started organizing around the house and my mom came over. She brought me a package and it was a dress or a bathing suit, maybe both in one, so I tried it on. It was sewn together wrong, like the top was normal but the skirt was too long and sewn backwards with the pattern facing down. I showed my mom and tried to find ways to fix it, but it wouldn’t have worked if I sewed it differently since the pattern was facing down on the skirt. Andrew came in to my side of the house and I showed him too. While we were explaining the skirt being wrong he grabbed scissors and started cutting the skirt while I was still wearing it. He was just trying to make it shorter, ignoring that the pattern was wrong, but I got pissed off. I was standing on a blanket too for some reason it was laid out on the floor and Andrew had cut straight through the skirt and the blanket. He only got maybe half a foot through before I was yelling at him enough for him to stop. I lifted the skirt and the blanket cut and yelled at him that the blanket was expensive. I could only get that kind of I spent 100$ at Victoria’s Secret at Christmas time and earned the blanket for “free,” but otherwise the blanket is around $50-$60. Andrew just put the scissors down and left. Mum was annoyed with him too and I was upset that my blanket was ruined because I only have three of them and that’s the only one my cat hasn’t ruined and made her own. My mom left too after that and I took off the dress/bathing suit and put it down, started walking around my side of the house again and deciding that I was going to call Brandi and let her know I wasn’t coming to work before my shift started. I checked the clock and it was 9:30 am, which is 15 minutes into my shift. I panicked and grabbed for my phone but I couldn’t call her. I’d woken up and fell back asleep, tried to search for the phone number but some man showed up and grabbed me. Everything went dark until I was somewhere else I didn’t recognize. There were several twin size beds in the small room and barely any blankets or pillows on them and most weren’t made. I got up and had nothing with me, no phone or anything to contact anyone for help. Leaving the room there were several other girls there and one man, the one who grabbed me, who was tall and bulky and had an evil gleam in his eye and a big creepy smile. He was making the girls do things to him that were obscene. I’d looked outside and there was water everywhere, we were on a boat. I tried figuring out where we were and only got small details, I tried to hide away from the man in the bed room and wanted to write things down on paper or inside one of my books so that maybe I could figure out where I was or I could get it to my parents and they could find me. But the man kept taking things from me and the girls and destroying them so I had to hide what I was writing and was barely able to do it at all. Eventually the man grabbed at me for me to join the other girls in sexual favors for him and he was hurting me but I woke up to an alarm.