so I had this dream, rather, a nightmare

I was in a hotel that had the same layout as my house and I was on the computer and both my parents were in bed and I hear the garage door open so I'm like 'what the hell?'
so I get up to go check it out and then there's this girl with dark hair covering her face and she comes over to me in a split second and stabs me in the cheek with a syringe full of something that should have killed me.
I collapsed against the counter and fell to the floor and then the next thing I knew I was awake and trying to describe what had happened to my parents or somebody
I guess the girl had a grudge against me or something.

then I woke up at 6:12 and realized it was just a dream, I seriously thought it was real though.

and while I was typing this out to Michael, I realized the girl that tried kill me, quite possibly could've been myself.