Sweet Dreams

The dream I am writing about is a reoccurring one which went on every now and then between 6th and 7th grade. The dream would start out with me walking down a street and coming upon a graveyard. Once I arrive at the graveyard I would immediately begin walking through it with hedge stones passing on both sides of me and then, quite suddenly, the ghost of a wretched looking old woman would begin chasing me. She floated through the air growing ever closer to me until after running for a while I could see a house in the distance. It was an old sort of run down looking house with a fairly large front porch and every time I had this dream I would make it to the bottom of the steps to the porch and trip. As I lay on the ground the wretched old woman grabs my ankle and begins dragging me backward to the graveyard. Finally as I clawed at the ground trying to get away I would then awaken quite abruptly in my bed.