I remember when I first saw her

       I just returned from a 24-hour flight from my ex's house in Cali. I went to bed that night and had a trippy dream of two rooms, one in the dream told me it was my room. The Japanese song: " love me, love me" was loudly played in that room. So I walked into another room near it and it said it was my mom's room there was a window pointed to the room I came from and I saw this woman trying to break in. She was a geisha woman, I called out to her and she stared at me. She ran away like a goose it was weird.

       ever since then, I would start to hallucinate out of dreams, I would hear what sounded like my mom coming home but she was whispering I would hear footsteps and the door closing like someone actually came home but there was no one there. My mom would didn't come home till two hours later. I moved a year later to a name apartment, my mom went up to new york for six months is when she started up again. I started having realistic dreams where everything looked real like I was awake and my mom's voice in a whisper like I heard in real life in the living room. making it sound like my mom came home and was out there but I knew she wasn't. I would have this dream every month till my mom came home. But during that time I had it again on my birthday, and that night I faced the thing. In the dream, I walked into my living room and saw a pixel-out version of my mom. I said, " you're not my mom to it, she's not home for a while". It reacted turning into its actual form it was the geisha woman I saw a year or so ago in my dream I mentioned first. I threatened her for some stupid reason and in the blink of an eye she was next to me with lips against my neck and her lips felt so real. I think about it so often. I haven't heard her voice or seen her since my mom came back. Its been almost a year since I last saw her. I had been haunted by weird things in my dream and she was just one of them I still don't know what she was or what she wanted. If she wasn't a real thing I don't even know what those dreams even are supposed to mean in the first place.