The Nazis are coming
For several years I had a recurrent dream in which I saw myself hiding in a closet, just like when I was 14 years old. Sometimes it was Nazi soldiers, other times it was pirates. Most of the time it was the Nazi soldiers.
I have not had this dream for some time, maybe a couple of years. But it always left me with the most horrible feeling in my chest.
I have told this dream maybe one or two times. Once to my therapist. I had difficulty talking, getting the words out was very hard and I cried, I could hardly finish telling him about my dream.
In my dream, I am in a small village in Germany. I am in my home, a small two story house overlooking a busy street. Soldiers are marching into town.
I know they are coming to get me and I have to hide from them, get away.
In my house, there is a closet with a secret door. I am hiding in this secret place but I know they will find me. I can hear the noise of their boots marching in the street below.
I don't know why I'm hiding and I don't know why they are coming to get me, but I know they are after me.
Usually I'd wake up just as they were about to discover me, but I knew it was inevitable.
In my dream, I can hear them coming into the house and then into my room. I hear them looking around, suspicously. They are standing right next to me, behind the secret door. They know I am there.
The dream is very vivid. I can hear the sound the wooden floors make when people are walking around. I can hear them coming up the stairs. I can even distinguish a difference resonance when people are walking around in the first floor and then on the second floor. I can smell the carpet on the floor. I can hear their movement on the other side of the door. I know they know I am here. I feel as if they can even hear me breathing though I try hard not to make any noise.
I cannot see their faces. It is as if there were a shadow from their helmets that hides it and all I see is darkness or as if they had no face.
I feel they are standing there, waiting for me, even laughing or smiling between themselves. They are waiting just to make me suffer even more.
It's just a matter of time.