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So I'm a little kid in this beautiful candy shop, when all of a sudden I look out the window and see a pretty cottage. I can't look away or move anywhere but forward to the cottage, even though I know somehow that I absolutely do not want to go in the cottage. I finally walk in the door and in a long hallway is an old man sitting in a red chair, breathing raspily, unblinking. I know I can't go anywhere but forward, so I have to carefully walk past him. The rest of the house is dark and scary, but in the end I find a way out: into a hedge maze, where dead people chase me. I wake up before I get out.

I was at a lake with two of my friends and I was on a platform about 4 feet over the water. In order to get off the platform I would have to jump. I was really scared to jump, feeling like there was something in the water below. Some how I got off the platform and was in the lake with my friends. We started playing with highlighters and drawing on each others arms and shoulders and the whole time I kept thinking there might be something in the water and I was practically hanging onto my friend Lizzy, terrified of the water I was in, even though I had been in lakes many times before. We came out of the water and I was just super freaked out and panicky.

I was attending the land, and historical event of The Trojan War, however it was more akin to a house party with celebrating going on inside the city walls and out, along the seashore where rare valuables washed up on shore from foreign seaglass to golden artifacts. At one point a group of people including myself stealaway down the dark beach near a rocky outcropping and goat trail. Only a few of us make it and escape suddenly on a hover craft between to great bodies.of water.

It was the middle of a zombie apocalypse. Myself and a few friends were among the few remaining survivors. We met up at my high school, which had been converted to a refugee shelter. On arriving, the place was surrounded by zombies. Inside, a weapon was being built, a giant train, converted into a tank/hotel on wheels. We spent a few weeks finishing up the Battle Train. On the day it was ready to launch a last group of refugees arrived, one of them was a good friend of mine. As the group ran for the building, she fell behind, and before I could help her, was caught by the zombies. I retreated into the train and locked myself in my room as the Battle Train set off on its cross-country journey, mowing down zombies and rescuing survivors.

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