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It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

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I was going to a gas station to refill my car. Suddenly a man came and started to shoot and kill people with a couple of guns, with tremendous violence and madness. I was trying to hide in fear. The owner of the gas station tried to hit the shooter with a small container full of fuel. However, that container just bumped on the guy and arrived right next to me. The shooter,now out of control, shot the the small container which exploded violently in front of me. I didn't die, but I was burning alive, screaming in pain. The shooter saw and maybe to shut me up, shot me too. Yet, I didn't die. I woke up in a hospital alive, but completely disfigured from the fire. My face was completely burned, and so my body. My family was there and everyone was crying for me. I was crying too. Then I woke up(for real). When I was awake, I was shivering so much...

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I had a dream that i heard the handle of my door and then a few seconds later close again. As i tried to open my eyes i had managed to make out a shadow that quickly disappeared before they shut again.The next minute i was trying to call out for my mum (knowing she was staying the night and in the next room). I couldn't get the words out though, almost like i was in shock and they were muffled. I also tried forcing myself to open my eyes, but it wasn't working - it was like they were so heavy that all my force was not strong enough. Eventually i was able to open them and sit up in my bed but there was nothing i could see. My heart was racing and i was even more fearful of falling back to sleep than i have been before even after watching scary movies. Once i did go back to sleep, my body jumped and woke to every little noise for the rest of the night.

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I am a lethal guardian. I was feared by most people and misunderstood. My real form was a black wolf with blood red eyes and black wings. When I was in human form I was able to keep my wings. I had a vision that the world had less than 24 hours before there was a zombie apocalypse. The vision included the people I loved dead and I was leading some people safely on an island. Then I went to an organization that was formed to kill monsters like me and I told them my vision. The worst part was I was crying because the person I like was part of the organization and his grandmother was the one in charge. So eventually I told the guy I like that I wanted him and the organization to go the island that I saw in my vision to be safe. They refused and stayed behind to fight the zombies with me while we were trying to save the human race.

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I was with friends and we were on this platform of sorts up very, very high with the ocean down below us, except it wasn't the ocean, more like a massive ocean-like pool. The platform we were on seemed to be some restaurant with other patrons sitting and chatting around. All of a sudden, my friends started egging each other to jump off the edge and into the water down below to get to something we wanted. Before I knew it, they had all jumped over and were paddling down in the water heading for this little platform that had appeared out of nowhere, and I only had one friend left with me. We were both terrified to jump over and I remember it was because we were extremely high up and the height was just intimidating, and we started freaking out like the girls we were, and two male patrons who were seated somewhere close behind us were laughing in amusement. Then she decided to go for it and tried to convince me to do it with her because we had to do it to get to something we wanted, but I was too chicken and backed out, determined to stay on the platform. She jumped over and soon it started raining heavily with dark clouds overhead and it got dark. I'd then take glances over the edge just to see my friends down below all gathered, but all I remember was the paralyzing fear of being up so high and not wanting to take the jump. I stayed on the platform and my friends all soon returned and came back up, all wondering why I didn't jump down with them. That's when the dream ended. I have never been afraid of heights, but now that I think about it, there's little chance that I would jump off a cliff of sorts from that extreme height and down into water.

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