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I was with my friend Natalie and her parents. Then I was with my parents and my mom said she had a weird dream.I said when is a dream ever not weird and my stepdad laughed really hard at this. Then my parents took me and my sister to somewhere fun like a theme park but we ended up at something like a baseball field. Everyone somehow got locked in. My sister said she had a dream I wasn't able to provide water. The parents came and were crying that their children couldn't leave the field.I saw a group of girls in red dresses and I think I used to love them. Then I saw three people opening a gate to escape. I helped a lot of people escape and then a big truck called defense came to get me and all I had was a skateboard. Then I woke up.

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I was in my room with a doll my grandparents gave me and my mom came in and told me she wanted to put new skin on the doll. So as my mom was scrapping the plastic off I kept seeing the doll moving but my mom didn't. The doll was moving its arms and opening its mouth. When I said that was happening and my mom went to look the doll shut its mouth and stop moving. My mom told me that it could have been me that made the doll move and that I just didn't remember. My mom then took the doll to the other side of my room to continue scraping off its skin. It moved again and said so to my mom and this time my mom seen it. Then it started moving a lot more and hit my mom.

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Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

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