Screaming

Last morning I woke up screaming. Naturally, I was concerned if anyone heard me. I doubt I woke the birds. I am 24 and I am having night terrors... still. I hate them because they feel so real. This one was odd. I woke up in my bed but my eyes were closed. My dream was about me being cursed in a mansion and my family was so cold to me, I hated myself in this dream and I was lost in darkness of some kind. Before the scream I felt something get into my bed, an old nightmare come to life. The pressure from this invisible entity increasingly got stronger and stronger till the side of the bed they were on dipped down further than would be possible. I kept trying to say something and I did mutter a few words till my eventual yell. Progression from my past night terror silences, I guess.