The deadly screamer

My dreams seemed weird and unrealistic when I was young as they contained monsters, demons, and trippy colours.
In rare occasions my mind seemed to make up realistic dreams that I would think were real or happening in a separate dimension.
But one dream in particular frightened me and changed my life view on dreams.
I was at my grandparents' house in the dense forest. We had no neighbors. The house for some reason kept me on edge and freaked me out, maybe because of all the house noises at night. It was pitch dark as my grandparents use lanterns instead of any other kind of light to avoid the electric bills.
Even though I was terrified and thought that someone was watching me in the forest, I slept and found myself in the forest at night. At least the stars and moon were illuminating the way.
I explored the forest and found a flashlight and bones.
In the distance I heard a faint scream of a woman in distress. The scream approached me and I ran through thorns and sharp rocks. I was in pain and fell on the ground. The scream slowly approached me and I saw its face staring at mine. It was female with long dark hair; she was crying and under pressure and seemed bruised.
And that's when I woke up. For some reason that dream would never go away so I thought it meant something.
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