My girlfriend talks in her sleep. She's been saying the most horrible things recently...

I’m infatuated with her. <br><br>Her smile is the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing I think about before I go to sleep. <br><br>She makes me laugh like no other, and she’s the only person I want with me when I’m sad. <br><br>We met at work, and it felt like we’d known each other forever after just a couple of weeks. We would pass notes back and forth, go on walks in the park on our lunch breaks and sit together at lunch.<br><br>A month later we were in a relationship and after another month I had her move in with me. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.<br><br>Now; the night she first said something, I had just fallen asleep. <br><br>I’ve always been a light sleeper when I first fall asleep. After that though, it takes a tornado to wake me up. <br><br>I was dozing off, and she was laughing softly to herself when she said… “Why did you make me do it?”<br><br>I groggily looked over at her. She was talking in her sleep, I could tell. She was smiling gently, and looked happy. <br><br>I thought it was kind of weird, but figured it wasn’t a big deal. I mean, we all talk in our sleep.<br><br>A couple of days later though, she said something along the lines of “I love you. I’d never hurt you.” <br><br>Again, she was smiling and seemed happy, so I figured it was nothing. I actually didn’t even remember her saying it until after I was at work the next day.<br><br>A week later, she was worse. She was actually laughing maniacally. It was creepy as hell. <br><br>She said “I can’t wait to see your face when I push you in front of the car.” <br><br>Then she laughed again, like a maniac. I didn’t think too much of it at the time. It still wasn’t a big deal. But I mean.. who thinks about shit like that? It’s a little creepy. <br><br>Fast forward a few more days, and she’s a different story. Tonight was by far the worst she’s ever been, and I’m actually getting really concerned. <br><br>In the past, it’s always been the same thing. She laughs maniacally and talks about how excited she was to do this or that to somebody. <br><br>Tonight, she was different though. Tonight, she was different. <br><br>When she first said something, I thought it was going to be the same as usual. <br><br>She laughed quietly to herself, followed by “I’m gonna go look for it.”<br><br>It was a little different than usual, but not enough to get my attention. I actually don’t think it even registered until she said something else. <br><br>“Eww, you’re all gross. Why did you do this?”<br><br>She was still smiling, but sounded disgusted and angry. <br><br>After a couple more minutes, she laughed maniacally again. <br><br>“I’m going to come back on Valentine’s Day.” <br><br>That was it. Nothing else. I’m seriously considering taping her at night to hear what she really says. <br><br>Who talks like this? <br><br>I know it’s make-believe, nobody actually talks like this I know, but just hearing her words is so creepy. <br><br>I’m actually going to apologize right now, because this may not be a great story for you guys. It’s mostly something I had to get off my chest because it freaked me out so much. <br><br>I’ve never been in a serious relationship before, and I just really don’t want this one to end. <br><br>Valentine’s Day is only a couple of weeks away, and I’m going to make sure to mark down anywhere she wants to go and avoid it. I just don’t want to end up squished like a pancake. <br><br>Alright, I know you guys want the story part, and I’m sorry if I disappointed you. I’m still thinking about the last thing she said, so I’m gonna do what I can to get a story for you.<br><br>—<br><br>I decided to do something crazy. <br><br>I decided to set some cameras up and film her overnight. I’m not one of those “Catch my girlfriend/fiancée/wife cheating” Prank type of guy.. But I have to know. <br><br>For the past few weeks, every night, she’s made me uncomfortable. <br><br>I set two cameras up. Both in the ceiling. One above her, the other above me. <br><br>I fell asleep shortly after turning them on.<br><br>The next morning came and I checked the cameras before work, planning on reviewing the tape that night. <br><br>It’s 10:00 now, and I just got off work. I came home and immediately reviewed the footage from last night. <br><br>The first thing I caught was her adjusting the camera above her. <br><br>I watched as she adjusted the one above me as well. <br><br>I rewound the tape a little further and noticed her actually installing the cameras in the first place. <br><br>Rewound it some more and I saw her buying the cameras. <br><br>At this point, I was in shock. I didn’t know what to do, and I didn’t know what to think. <br><br>I kept rewinding the tape. Eventually, I got to a point where we lived in a different house. <br><br>Finally, I got to a point where I didn’t even recognize her. <br><br>She was different. I’m not sure how to explain it. <br><br>In every other way, she looked like my girlfriend. <br><br>But her eyes were black. <br><br>Not just black, but *black*. <br><br>I rewound it some more, and I saw her when her eyes were normal. <br><br>She was sad. Crying. She looked like she was in a lot of pain. <br><br>She was sitting in bed. A man walked in and she looked up at him. <br><br>I stopped the tape and paused it. I looked at the man. <br><br>I knew that man. <br><br>It was me. <br><br>I looked in the mirror hanging on the wall. I looked back at the tape. <br><br>It wasn’t me.<br><br>I rewound it some more. I saw space. I saw stars. I rewound it some more, and suddenly there was a big flash of light. <br><br>The tape went black and the words “Session 1084. Earth. Session ‘ لحظه یेम نی’ begun.” Appeared on the screen. <br><br>My girlfriend just walked in from work. <br><br>I tried to act normal, but she could tell something was wrong. <br><br>“Why are you acting so strange?” She asked me. <br><br>I looked at her with tears in my eyes. “I saw the tape.” I replied.<br><br>She looked confused. I pointed to the tape.<br><br>She went pale as I walked towards her. <br><br>Suddenly, she wasn’t my girlfriend. <br><br>Suddenly, I was scared.<br><br>The man stood up from the chair. It was me, but it wasn’t me. <br><br>I was actually in the chair. I was restrained. It hurt. <br><br>“Why did you make me do it?”<br><br>I looked down from the man and saw a young girl. She was maybe 10 years old. She was covered in blood. She was crying. <br><br>I was sobbing. <br><br>I didn’t remember this. But I remembered it. <br><br>I looked back up at myself. He was smiling. He looked happy. <br><br>“I didn’t force you to. You wanted to do this. You wanted to be like us.” He said calmly. <br><br>The girl looked up at me. I saw her eyes. I remembered her eyes. <br><br>“Pleas-“ <br><br>I cut her off. <br><br>“I’m going to go look for it.” <br><br>She started wiggling around, which only made me laugh. <br><br>Why did I do this? No. Why did *I* do this? Why did I do this? <br><br>Suddenly, I was back in bed. Back to reality, and my girlfriend standing in front of me.<br><br>“Why did you make me do it?” She said, grinning maniacally.