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My third dream took place in Disneyland. My dad and I started off near the entrance of the haunted house ride. I was scared to death but my dad constantly told me that it was okay and it wouldn’t be as frightening. As I approached the front of the line, my arms were shivering and I felt like I couldn’t stand straight up. I got into the cart and my dad sat right beside me. The moment I saw the first vampire that came up, I closed my eyes. I felt like I wanted to scream but there were others around me. Shortly after, I dummy came up and punched me right in my face. I was knocked out and woke up from my dream.

It was in an insane asylum, but they were all in cubicles. I think I was being given a tour. One really small girl with dark hair cut in a bob was floating through the air and into the third cubicle on the right. In the first cubicle there was a normal looking boy, probably a teenager. In the second there was a man, who said "Wow, it's like she's an angel," in awe, talking about the girl floating through the air. The boy in the first cubicle began screaming, I think he was a compulsive liar, and saying that she was an angel. He leaned over and looked in her cubical. She was typing in her information, and the boy became very angry that she wouldn't type that she was an angel. He began to yell and scream at her and call her names. She lunged over the cubicles and in the corridor, she attacked the boy. She bit of chunks of him. He got huge wounds that had giant worms coming out of them, but they were like fingers that were pulling on his wounds to hurt him more. The guide appeared and told me to ignore them and keep moving. We went past all the cubicles, to the back of the building. The space was big and open and then the guide said there would be cages, and cages appeared. He said they were big enough to hold nine people. Then he put me inside, and I just thought about how I would be able to survive when everyone else got there. It would not be easy. I wanted all my cell mates to like me. I didn't know how to make them.

My third dream took place in Disneyland. My dad and I started off near the entrance of the haunted house ride. I was scared to death but my dad constantly told me that it was okay and it wouldn't be as frightening. As I approached the front of the line, my arms were shivering and I felt like I couldn't stand straight up. I got into the cart and my dad sat right beside me. The moment I saw the first vampire that came up, I closed my eyes. I felt like I wanted to scream but there were others around me. Shortly after, I dummy came up and punched me right in my face. I was knocked out and woke up from my dream.

The dream starts in third person. A woman named LP and a man named House walk into a court room and sit down behind a woman. House has breathing tubes in his nose. The woman turns around and says, "I didn't know you were an executioner too, LP." LP grins. The Judge walks in and takes the stand. LP is escorted to a wooden box with glass surrounding the top half. Almost like those robotic psychics you can insert a quarter in and get "your cards read". The judge smirks and says, "How are you gonna kill me from there?" LP says, "I use the glass." She shakes from the inside of the box until it falls over on it's side and the glass shatters. She grabs chunks of glass and throws them at the judge who falls from the stand. The dream switchs to first person. I am the security guard standing in the corner. LP marches over to the judge and I. We are cornered. She picks up more glass and drags it down our arms. We have matching gashes running down our forearms. I'm screaming. LP grabs a gasoline tank from somewhere and says, "When I pour this on the glass, it's gonna blow up." I jump out of the corner just as she finishes dumping gasoline on the glass and sets it on fire. The judge screams. And burns.

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