The nightmares have only gotten worse. At the moment I will see if they will stop anytime soon, but right now I highly doubt it. The man still comes to see me. We sit there and talk to each other. Our conversations started getting weird a few nights ago. The man told me his story and to tell you the truth it was pretty messed up. I stopped cutting but I still right, but then I even burn the paper up. I dont remember much of my past, but when I do it makes me happy seeing my mom and dad together... Well that's I wanted to say good bye...