Dream #81

I was in my apartment. My boyfriend had gone out somewhere, I don't know where. I was wearing just a t-shirt and my underwear, which is usual sleepwear for me. I was going into the bedroom to, uh...pleasure myself. >.> I lay down on the bed and was about to lift up the shirt when I noticed someone at the kitchen window, across from my bedroom door. This creepy guy in a blue-and-black version of Freddy Krueger's outfit was mowing the lawn outside and he kept walking back and forth across the window, looking in at me. I went up to the window and knocked to get his attention, and when he looked at me I gave him the finger and mouthed "F*** You!". I tried to close the shades then, but they wouldn't close right. The individual shades kept shooting in random directions so that there were gaping holes that could be seen through. I eventually gave up and left it that way. The next thing I knew, the creepy guy was in the house. He was coming at me, and I think he was trying to rape me. I kicked him and punched him, and screamed, and eventually I grabbed a knife and just started stabbing the living hell out of him. He almost seemed superhuman or something. He just wouldn't go down, no matter how many times I stabbed him. I don't remember what I did exactly, but eventually he did collapse. He said something that I don't remember, and then I stabbed him one last time in the head, killing him. The dream shifted suddenly. I was still in my apartment, but I was fully clothed and my mom and aunt were there. They were helping me clean up the place, and I was telling them about how the guy had attacked me. I was telling the story really calmly, as though it hadn't been anything at all, and my mom and aunt didn't seem at all fazed by the story.