My poor little Maggie-Moo has developed night terrors. Ryley still gets them occasionally, but Mag's have just begun. It is so scary when it happens. Last night I saw her walk past my bedroom door and turn the hall light on. I got up and followed her through the living room and into the kitchen. Just as she laid her hand on the back door knob I spoke her name. Maggie turned around and I asked her what she was doing out here in the kitchen. Every question I asked her was replied with, "I don't know". I walked her back to her bedroom and tucked her in bed. I went back to my room, but after a few minutes I decided to check on her one more time. When I went in there she was out of the covers, at the foot of her top bunk sitting cross-legged looking into the hallway. So again, I tucked her in and talked to her and told her to close her eyes. When I checked on her again a few minutes later she was fast asleep. But then, two hours later another one hit. This one was more hysterical.....it was the screaming that woke me up this time. This is the only one that she remembers bits and pieces of. She begged me to make the man with the red skin not come near her. Over and over she talked about how red he was and that as long as we stayed in the fence he wouldn't get us. I laid down with her and talked to her about her upcoming birthday as she pleaded with me to not get near the fence. After what seemed like forever............she finally eased back into sleep. I laid awake for so long just watching her sleep. I worried that if I left her, she'd wake up scared again. I hate that I can't help her.........that I can't protect her from these. I just feel so helpless.
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