I only know how old I was because I told my mom this memory and she said I was 2 because she remembers it too. I had Scarlet fever. Was very sick. I had a dream my blanket was covering me, like suffocating me.

I woke up standing on my bed, crying/screaming that it was after me. I was thinking the dream was still real. I was hallucinating. I remember my mom and dad coming into the room.

Telling me it was okay. It was weird. I could've sworn it was real but couldn't verbalize it to them.