Spooky Place Where the Woman of the Silent Scream Resides

I had a dream, and in that dream I stood as if invisible and saw a thing that made me shudder, for I understood full well the horror I was witnessing. I saw a woman brushing her long hair. A man was creeping up on her, but I could do nothing, for no one else was there. I knew for sure she was about to die! I could not see her face. I stood behind this female and the man, who with a knife, was creeping, creeping, and inside my mind I screamed, "Poor woman, you will lose your life!" I woke! Then later in that day I sat to brush my hair and then came Deja Vu. I was the woman of my dream, and at that moment my horrific fate I knew! If you remain here, I shall be your host. At your own peril, close your eyes and dream. Perhaps like me, you will end up a ghost. I am the woman of the silent scream. Written Oct. 5, 2018 For Tania Kitchin's Scary Or Spooky Poem Poetry Contest