19 days

So everyday for a little over two weeks Ive been having the same exact dream. At first it was weird, and I just thought it was coincidental. But now, it makes me feel realllllly uneasy.

In the beginning Im in a house. Its a run down, brown colored victorian style house. I enter from the front porch into the central living area. Its realllly dark, so you cant see all to much aside from the basic shapes or things. There are a few candles in the western corner of the room. One on a crate[at least i think its a crate], the others on the floor. From behind the crates a little girl shows up. She almost seems like she comes out of the wall? I have no idea how she got into the house. She has long, dark chocolate colored hair. Shes wearing a tan dress, stained in the front....looks like mud or dirt. She has tiny, pursed lips. Fair, clear skin. She seems to be about nine years old. Her eyes lack color...all white. No pupil, either. Shes barefoot, I notice, as she begins to walk towards me. She doesnt move her mouth, but words come out. I hear them inside of me, but I dont think theyre spoken in English. The only word I can make out is 'Azadeh', or so it seems. She continues on in her foreign tongue, all the while intently focusing on me. She abruptly, though, switches her attention from me to an empty doorway that is also on the western end of the room. This doorway I presume opens up to the rest of the building. She makes a series of hand gestures, as if shes tracing the doorway. As she continues this it like bursts into an orangeish pink flame. She runs through, and by the light of the newly lit fire, I see her run up stairs. One thing that sticks out is a long, curved scar on her right ankle. She still speaks inside of me even after I can no longer see her. And then its like something skips a beat, and it starts over; repeating cycles until I wake.

Ive had reoccuring dreams before, and even other dreams with small children in them. But this for some reason is extremly unsettling. I wake up sometimes feeling unable to move or speak. And its like theres a cold, hollow pit growing in my stomach. Im not sure if any of you can help me, but at least give it a try, eh? Im worried.