Since high school, I often have a strange dream at night, which often brings me many troubles. In my dream, I became a young woman who was crushed on the bed and raped wildly. The other side was constantly attacking me. I wanted to resist, but I had no strength all over me, so I could only make a cry of helpless struggle. After waking up from a dream, it seems that nothing has happened, and the body does not want to become a woman. This dream has been repeated many times. Maybe it’s called spring dream. I wake up exhausted every time. It’s like watching an a movie. No, it’s more like my own experience. Maybe it’s the physical impulse of adolescence. However, after I went to university, I didn’t seem to have this dream again because my life was relatively rich. But in the heart actually a little miss, very want to be able to do again, am I such psychopathic?