Last night I had a dream. I usually don't have dreams, but when I do, I dream of one thing, and that thing is being attacked by zombies. But they're never the regular zombies that rise from the grave. Basically they are humans infected, turned into a monster by a virus. I was not only afraid of the zombies but afraid of being infected by the virus. I woke up, sweating, my heart was beating so fast that my chest hurt. In my dream, me and my family are sitting in the living when all the sudden a zombie bursts through the door. My father fights him off but is bitten in the process. Another zombie, a tall woman, crashes through the window and rushes straight toward me. I woke up before she reached me. I couldn't go back to sleep. I lay awake, tensing up at every little sound.
Ever since I was little, I've had a fear of those type of zombies. It all started when I was six years old. My brother brought home a new game called Resident Evil. There was a warning on it and all, but I was used to gore and didn't expect it to be something that would terrify me. I was so wrong. If you are familiar or have played the Resident Evil games, then you probably already know that the zombies don't show up at the very beginning of the game. The part where they were running to the house didn't scare me at all, though the music was effecting me a little bit. It wasn't til the scene where a zombie looks up with blood all over his face I became frightened. I remember running out of his room crying. He paused the game and asked what was wrong. I told him how it scared me. Of course he told me it wasn't real. I knew that, but some reason I was still scared.
I couldn't sleep for a few nights without a night light or someone in the next room. After that, I made sure I never played the game and I always left the room when my brother started playing Resident Evil. Sometimes just hearing the music was enough to scare me. I eventually forgot all about it and steered clear when my brother got Resident Evil 2, Nemeisis, and when he got Veronica I was able to watch without having nightmares. For a few years I didn't have any nightmares until I watched a movie called "Twenty Eight Days Later". I didn't have any idea what it was about at first, I had just heard it was a good movie, and so we rented it. I had a nightmare that night, but the next night I was fine. Then one day I was watching tv when I saw a preview of "Dawn of the Dead". I didn't have a nightmare but I didn't sleep much that night.
I know there is no such virus that can turn people into zombies that eat and infect other humans, but I'm still afraid. I'm tired of fearing something I know isn't real. Why am I afraid of something I know isn't real? How can I get over this fear?
Ever since I was little, I've had a fear of those type of zombies. It all started when I was six years old. My brother brought home a new game called Resident Evil. There was a warning on it and all, but I was used to gore and didn't expect it to be something that would terrify me. I was so wrong. If you are familiar or have played the Resident Evil games, then you probably already know that the zombies don't show up at the very beginning of the game. The part where they were running to the house didn't scare me at all, though the music was effecting me a little bit. It wasn't til the scene where a zombie looks up with blood all over his face I became frightened. I remember running out of his room crying. He paused the game and asked what was wrong. I told him how it scared me. Of course he told me it wasn't real. I knew that, but some reason I was still scared.
I couldn't sleep for a few nights without a night light or someone in the next room. After that, I made sure I never played the game and I always left the room when my brother started playing Resident Evil. Sometimes just hearing the music was enough to scare me. I eventually forgot all about it and steered clear when my brother got Resident Evil 2, Nemeisis, and when he got Veronica I was able to watch without having nightmares. For a few years I didn't have any nightmares until I watched a movie called "Twenty Eight Days Later". I didn't have any idea what it was about at first, I had just heard it was a good movie, and so we rented it. I had a nightmare that night, but the next night I was fine. Then one day I was watching tv when I saw a preview of "Dawn of the Dead". I didn't have a nightmare but I didn't sleep much that night.
I know there is no such virus that can turn people into zombies that eat and infect other humans, but I'm still afraid. I'm tired of fearing something I know isn't real. Why am I afraid of something I know isn't real? How can I get over this fear?
