No Movie or TV Show Has EVER Given Me More Nightmares Than Pretty Little Liars.

So I had another Pretty Little Liars dream last night. 

After an entire adolescence of having my every move watched by a mysterious hooded figure, I was on the cusp of unmasking A. And I wasn't going to do anything idiotic, like hide in a dark shed, alone, unarmed and in heels, to confront my omniscient stalker.

Then all my friends turned up dead.

I won't go into the gory details, because they kind of don't even matter. That's not what makes my PLL dreams scary.

Don't get me wrong. I don't scare easily. I saw Child's Play when I was, like, seven. I even went through a phase where I thought if I stood too close to my bed at night, one of my dolls might slice my Achilles.

​But I never let that fear control my life, and I certainly never dreamed about it.

​It was also pretty scary. The clown in the sewers. The balloon full of blood. Those really mean bullies at school. But like...

​If it bleeds, you can kill it, right?

And then there's the "torture porn" types of movies. Yeah, Saw was really gory, and it had that wild twist at the end and the creative killing machines and stuff...

But it just wasn't always believable.  

And then there's Pretty Little Liars. 

Pretty Little Liars is fucking horrifying. 

Because for their entire formative years -- throughout almost all of high school -- someone's been watching them. When they would change their clothes as little girls:

​When they were in the shower:

​When they lost their virginity: ​

​When they're unconscious in the hospital:

​A reads their mail:

​A handles their coffee and takeout:

A even had the girls microchipped! 

​And stole Emily's eggs:

It's horrifying!

A isn't a doll, a clown, or a cancer patient that you can just fight. A is invisible. A is everywhere and nowhere. And A knows everything. 

When I dream about being a Liar, I feel... depressed. Burdened. Every memory I have is contaminated with the knowledge that I was not alone. I feel violated. How can these girls worry about trivial matters like school dances, when their deranged (and very wealthy) psychostalker is on the loose?

​Maybe they're just braver than I am. But I would take Pennywise over A any​ day.