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A few nights ago, I had a dream about a school shooting at LHS. It was very weird because I was like a ghost and no one could see me. I would follow the shooter around the school and try to warn and help people, but I was a ghost so they couldn’t hear me or see me. I remember Mr Stock, Mr Lingen, Mr Rogalla, Mrs Hurby, Mrs Weets, and Mr Hams were all in the dream. I never got to the point where the shooter actually killed someone, but he was just walking around the school and I kept following him and trying to help people be safe. I kept trying to help because no one knew there was a shooter in the school, we weren't even in a lockdown. I was a ghost and no one could hear me, but then I woke up and no one died.

I had a dream when I was young about being at a waterpark, but I could hear no water running. I was also the only one in the waterpark. The waterpark had big open windows and I could see onto the road. It was a very cloudy and grey day. When I looked onto to the road I. saw multiple ghost figures that were all different colors. They came rushing inside and they all seemed very happy. I was scared of them at first, but then we all ate ice cream together and I was happy.

I’ve had many dreams like this. One was recurring where a ghost-like figure pulled me under a desk one of my cousins watched this happen to me while sipping a hot beverage in a mug and the rest of my family ran away. I had this dream many times as a little kid. In a dream I had last night, one of my family members set off a firework that made such a big explosion it threw me back on top of myself. My neck was broken, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t hear, and I was screaming. My family stood over me, watched, and laughed.

The dream began in a large room filled with all my friends that I used to go to school with in middle school. Fabri, Jackson, Kyle, Cade, Landon, Tori, Breanne, Bella, Margaret etc. we were all talking and laughing and I realized we were all in a big hotel together on vacation. Tori and I left the large ballroom to explore, and we realized it was our old middle school, St. Monica. After talking and laughing with my friends I went upstairs to my hotel room that I was staying at with my sister and Grandmother. At night we got ready for bed, and I decided to sneak out to the room down the hall because there was a party going on. So I snuck out to the party with my phone and when I got there, the room was filled with friends I have now (older and younger) as well as my friends from middle school. All actions up to this point were friendly and lighthearted. I took many pictures and videos at the party, and when I left the party to go back to my room there was a squirrel following me down the hall, the squirrel had a phone in his hand and was taking pictures of me during the party and for some reason I knew he was going to tell on me to my sister and Grandmother so I ran back to my room and slammed the door shut. The squirrel tried to claw his way through the door and tried to squeeze under the crack to get into my room. Finally, he got in from under the door crack and I grabbed him with my hands and broke his neck. After he was dead I threw him over the balcony into a huge light blue circular pool outside. These actions were very hostile and I could actually feel stress and worry in my sleep. The next morning, (in the dream) I woke up and went to 7/11 with my mom, and she picked out her favorite candy and I bought it for her.

I had a dream about a school shooting at LHS. It was very weird because I was like a ghost and no one could see me. I would follow the shooter around the school and try to warn and help people, but I was a ghost so they couldn’t hear me or see me. I remember Mr Stock, Mr Lingen, Mr Rogalla, Mrs Hurby, Mrs Weets, and Mr Hams were all in the dream. I never got to the point where the shooter actually killed someone, but he was just walking around the school and I kept following him and trying to help people be safe. I kept trying to help because no one knew there was a shooter in the school, we weren't even in a lockdown. I was a ghost and no one could hear me, but then I woke up and no one died.

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