Dream or Nightmare?

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911

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Last night, I woke up in a sweat. I had a dream or a nightmare about a call I made back in the mid 80’s. I was called to see the woman at so and so address, which was an old dilapidated farmhouse. When I arrived there at about 1:30 a.m., she was standing on the porch smoking a cigarette. I asked her what was up. She said that her husband came home drunk. He was in a nasty mood cussing and throwing things.

He walked back into their bedroom and saw his 11 y/o son’s report card. When he looked at it, he saw that he got a D in reading. This really set him off and he took his belt off, walked to his sleeping son’s bedroom and beat him with the belt causing the small boy to bleed and have bruising and swelling. I asked her if the child was alright. She assured me he was and that she was able to calm him down and back to sleep. She begged me not to call Child Services. I told her that would be up to the on duty Sgt.

I asked her where was her husband now. She told me that he passed out on the bed in their bedroom. As I looked at him lying on the bed, I had a lot of thoughts run through my mind as to what I wanted to do to this man. Then, common sense prevailed and I dragged his ass up off the bed and cuffed him. He threw up on the bedroom floor and began to cry.

The next day, he was arraigned on charges and jailed in lieu of bail.

Why would I dream of this, being that it happened so long ago?
 

Marie—-I can’t think of anything that I saw or heard about.
Kesha—I lost track of the man after his sentencing.

Years later, I was told by a fellow Trooper that this case will haunt me. I asked why would it? The Trooper told me because you bring it up so often. Maybe it’s stuck in my unconscious? The only reason I brought it up so often was because a week or so after this little kid took his father’s beating, he was hit and killed by a drunk driver in front of his home while running after his dog. I felt really bad about this. I even attended the funeral.
 
Sorry for that child and that you're dreaming about it 911. I believe that anything which affects us emotionally in a strong way like that stays in the back of our minds forever. :(
 
911 said:
Last night, I woke up in a sweat. I had a dream or a nightmare about a call I made back in the mid 80’s. I was called to see the woman at so and so address, which was an old dilapidated farmhouse. When I arrived there at about 1:30 a.m., she was standing on the porch smoking a cigarette. I asked her what was up. She said that her husband came home drunk. He was in a nasty mood cussing and throwing things.

He walked back into their bedroom and saw his 11 y/o son’s report card. When he looked at it, he saw that he got a D in reading. This really set him off and he took his belt off, walked to his sleeping son’s bedroom and beat him with the belt causing the small boy to bleed and have bruising and swelling. I asked her if the child was alright. She assured me he was and that she was able to calm him down and back to sleep. She begged me not to call Child Services. I told her that would be up to the on duty Sgt.

I asked her where was her husband now. She told me that he passed out on the bed in their bedroom. As I looked at him lying on the bed, I had a lot of thoughts run through my mind as to what I wanted to do to this man. Then, common sense prevailed and I dragged his ass up off the bed and cuffed him. He threw up on the bedroom floor and began to cry.

The next day, he was arraigned on charges and jailed in lieu of bail.

Why would I dream of this, being that it happened so long ago?
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People like that need some real help....at 1500 fps.
 
911 said:
Last night, I woke up in a sweat. I had a dream or a nightmare about a call I made back in the mid 80’s. I was called to see the woman at so and so address, which was an old dilapidated farmhouse. When I arrived there at about 1:30 a.m., she was standing on the porch smoking a cigarette. I asked her what was up. She said that her husband came home drunk. He was in a nasty mood cussing and throwing things.

He walked back into their bedroom and saw his 11 y/o son’s report card. When he looked at it, he saw that he got a D in reading. This really set him off and he took his belt off, walked to his sleeping son’s bedroom and beat him with the belt causing the small boy to bleed and have bruising and swelling. I asked her if the child was alright. She assured me he was and that she was able to calm him down and back to sleep. She begged me not to call Child Services. I told her that would be up to the on duty Sgt.

I asked her where was her husband now. She told me that he passed out on the bed in their bedroom. As I looked at him lying on the bed, I had a lot of thoughts run through my mind as to what I wanted to do to this man. Then, common sense prevailed and I dragged his ass up off the bed and cuffed him. He threw up on the bedroom floor and began to cry.

The next day, he was arraigned on charges and jailed in lieu of bail.

Why would I dream of this, being that it happened so long ago?
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It has been an experience of mine in dreams and nightmares that what happened before that was traumatic did not have a happy ending.
I read about this and it was recommended that you write out the dream by hand and give it a happy ending.
 
911 said:
Marie—-I can’t think of anything that I saw or heard about.
Kesha—I lost track of the man after his sentencing.

Years later, I was told by a fellow Trooper that this case will haunt me. I asked why would it? The Trooper told me because you bring it up so often. Maybe it’s stuck in my unconscious? The only reason I brought it up so often was because a week or so after this little kid took his father’s beating, he was hit and killed by a drunk driver in front of his home while running after his dog. I felt really bad about this. I even attended the funeral.
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If the dead can communicate at all, maybe the boy you helped is trying to warn you of something that could happen? I'm so sorry he lived with such parents and died before he ever really lived. Just heartbreaking. It would haunt me too.
 
Ken and all: As I told my wife, it’s really strange that I would dream of something that happened so long ago. Even when this event occurred, I had no further dream or nightmare about it at the time. Even when I was involved in the situation with the Amish girls that were killed, I experienced no further dreams or nightmares.

After I cuffed the husband/father and had him in my cruiser, I asked the woman to bring her son into the living room, so that I could speak with him. I told the young boy that I had to see the area where he was hit. With another Trooper now on site and standing next to me, I had him show me his marks. His mom had put a bandage over the area that was bleeding. I was supposed to take photos, but instead, I opted to call emergency services and have him taken to a hospital for a full examination.

I dreamed this just like it happened. Unbelievable.
 
fuzzybuddy said:
Was this a dream or were you reliving this? It sounds more like an episode of PTSD. this is obviously extremely traumatic for you, as you did attemt the boys funeral.
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I was sound asleep. When I woke up, I was soaked and so was the bed on my side. That part also puzzles me. In the dream, I didn’t experience any fear or stress. What made me sweat, I have no idea. Even though I spoke to others about this event for maybe 5 years, I haven’t thought much about it for the last at least 25 years. Then, there it was.
 
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