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I am only about 10 years old and am trapped in a big white mansion that has bars on the door and is in a giant field next to a lake. The mansion is an orphanage but I am the only kid there. I am really scared because someone is trying to find me to kill me but I don't know who. I finally escape the mansion through a tiny window and start to run away. Someone is following me but I know that if I get to the town on the other side of the lake I will be safe and something good is waiting for me there. I begin to run around the lake along the side of it but the person is gaining on my and the town is not getting any closer. I am really scared and keep running but just as the person gets near me to kill me and before I get to the town I wake up.

I am in a McDonalds in space in the playhouse. I am trying to hide my dog in the slide, but got introuble by a woman I could not see. My dog and I were thrown into a white cloud full of big hairy colorful monsters. The monsters would have lazy eyes, crooked teeth and would be bright purple, blue, green, pink, etc... The mosters would never touch me they would just walk around and look at me. Eventually my dog and I would be allowed to go back into McDonalds.

I was taking the PSSAs in Art class w/a friendWhen I was done my aunt& cousin Melissa was there & they were taking pictures and somehow I got the camera & then the bell rang but I was walking to my aunts house because she said I could stay there but my legs felt like jello. Every time I would walk my legs would give out. So, I finally just collapsed & a few kids came by on their bikes & then this one kid came by & was like "screw it" & threw his bike to the ground & walked right passed me. Then, he came back around but he was flying this time. So, he flew around for a while & when he came back around I whispered in his ear "Can you carry me?" he stopped & wrapped his arms around my stomach & asked "have you ever flew before?"& I was like no. Then, he brought me to the balconies.He was up above all of the balconies &then he went down which have me that falling sensation. Then he disappeared & I fell through the balconies as I reached the bottom I landed in an old bed my cousin used to have and it was enclosed. Then blood seeped through the ceiling and it formed a heart and wrote "like how she lost hers". Then I was able to move some things around to see the room but I was beginning to get claustrophobic but then I guess I fell asleep because I woke up and everything blocking me from getting out of the bed was gone and my baby cousin twins came running through my door. And then I woke up. But my cousin Melissa's husband was pretty much her superman because he was (and still is) obsessed with superman. But does this mean I'm getting my own superman? Am I going to lose him? Is my cousin going to lose her superman???

The dream did not begin with the promise of horror; I was in a college auditorium surrounded by a few fellow students and we were preparing to watch a documentary by the gentleman on stage. Initially, the general conception among the crowd was that he was depressed and that the documentary he had to show us would be about his depression; this was not the case. When the film began to play, we quickly learned that it was filmed by his father. “Dad, come here there’s something you need to see!” But it’s dark, what is there to possibly see in the dark? Suddenly, I no longer feel as though I’m sitting down watching this scenario play out on film; I am the father, following my son around with this video camera gearing to see whatever he has planned for me. I step into the light and it is here where my dream becomes a nightmare. All around are bodies that have been destroyed; from the few I dare to look at I can see a girl with no eyes and a gashed leg and a myriad of dead men. The horror does not stop here, in the dream my son takes me from room to room showing me more dead bodies; he has killed them all for me. Then I am surrounded by more darkness, but this is a good darkness. It is the darkness of my room and my nightmare was over.

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