Come into my heart and we will never part

I dreamt that I almost got raped.

It felt just like a movie: the scene, the setting, the rapist...

I was at some family thing. I remember being in my bedroom when a guy, apparently my relative, came in. I forgot what he said but I started freaking out. The only thought on my mind was that I didn't wanna lose my virginity to this guy. It was so scary, I swear. I wanted to run out but he already locked the door. I started wailing as he came closer to me and I felt like 'this is it. My life is over.' I don't know how, but in my panic-induced state, i remembered that my phone was still clutched in my left hand. I discreetly scrolled down my contacts and called the first person I could think of; Joan. My family was still outside, I could hear them laughing. I don't know how, but I managed to wrangle out of his way and unlock the door, screaming for my mum and dad as loud as I possibly could. Joan was on the phone an I could hear her worried voice coming through the speakers. I could hear the guy right behind me and thankfully, that's when my dad decided to show up. As I heard my father yell at the guy, I crouched down behind my dining table, the phone pressed to my ear. I wasn't really talking to Joan but I kept apologising and wailing. She kept telling me to calm down and to count backwards from 9. After that, I only remember my mum and brothers and sister-in-law trying to console me.

I know this sounds terribly made-up and completely exaggarated on my part, but I swear to you that everything I wrote here is what I really experienced from my dream.

As I start off this new day, I can't help but still feel so violated and scared. I can't help but feel like I really did get almost violated.

I think I'm losing it. I'm about to go mad from the pressure.

If i can't even handle the first week of school, how am I supposed to deal with the other 51?