Melanie was your girlfriend of 2 years. She was a number of years younger than you, yet very mature for her age.

"Baby, wake up..." She whispers, trying to shake you awake.

Lately you've been having nightmares. Every single night.

You barely slept anymore because of it. Melanie tried to get you to speak about it, but the subconscious event you go through every night just hits too deep. She's worried about you.

Weeks has gone by and the lack of sleep had been starting to affect your daily life.

"Sweetheart, it's just a nightmare..." She brushes her hand and through your hair. "I'm here."