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2. I remember I was dead in the beginning. Everything in front of me was foggy, dead, and gray. The road I walked on was deserted and there was no sign of life anywhere. I ran around looking for people, but no one seemed to be there. The road I was walking on led me to my neighborhood. I remember I was so excited to see my house, hoping that my family was in there. Everything was there except for my family. I heard laughter behind me so I turned around. I saw life. I saw bright colors, happiness, and life. I ran towards it, but it disappeared. It then again appeared in front of me, but it disappeared.

I am about to wake up. I hear my alarm and reach to turn it off but I can’t move. I can’t even open my eyes. I realize I’m paralyzed and I try in vain to scream for help but I can’t make a sound. My head feels foggy and unfocused, like I’m of no substance. My body feels like an iron prison and my consciousness is struggling against it, trying to get the two to connect and move and free me. It’s as if my brain is trapped by my body. I can think properly and flutter my eyelids a bit but otherwise I cannot move. It terrifies me and I scream a silent, mental scream. No one even knows I’m screaming but me. When I finish screaming, I try to calm down and relax, thinking that maybe my paralysis will end when my struggling does. I wait, consciousness still, for what feels like forever. I try to move again to no avail. I remember in a nightmare I had when I was younger, I squeezed my eyes shut and was able to wake myself up. I decide to try that again. I focus on my eyes, squeeze them shut, and open. Nothing. Again. Again. I can’t move. I squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I can, and open them. This time I actually wake up.

I dreamt that I have traveled to my grandparent’s home in India. While I am there I sit around in the warm sun and somehow manage to hold a conversation with the trees planted in their huge garden. As I am talking with these trees my grandfather who died before I was born comes down the pathway and just sits with me. Curious yet frightened I sit there quietly watching as the scene changes from my grandparent’s backyard to the beach. As I sit there the ocean waves casually turn into a high tide and before I know it I am underwater. I look around and start to swim without much effort or the need for breath. I swim around with fishes and don’t notice that my grandfather is no longer with me. I wake up as I surface.

I’m on an island. It is a tropical island in the middle of nowhere. There are palm trees and the blue ocean is surrounding the island for miles and there is no way off the island. For whatever reason I have unlimited food and water and all I do on the island for the duration of this dream is sit on the beach and relax. Then after a while a group of talking dolphins convince me to come swimming with them in the ocean. I agree because why not? Swimming with dolphins will be fun. I get into the water with the dolphins and for a while we have fun swimming around together. Then something happens, the dolphins get mean and vicious and eat me. I awake.

After a long journey I'm driving along a deserted street. On a boulevard in the distance I see four of my staff in boxes about the size of mailboxes. I get closer to see. They are locked in. They are standing in these boxes with hands tied. They see my and start begging to be let out. I'm very hesitant because I'm afraid of what they'll do when let out. I cautiously approach. Circle the boxes, talking to them to understand what they'll do if they're let out. I start unlocking the boxes. The last box is a Spanish man who has a temper. As soon as I let him loose he comes after me. He chases me. I immediately run for my car thinking this is my only chance. As I'm running I'm planning in my head how I can get into the car and lock it fast enough so that he can't get me. Now he has a knife. He's screaming. He's wild with rage. I'm out running him, but barely. I get to the car first, but my actions are very slow to close the door and lock it. No matter how I try I can't seem to move quickly. My fingers are on the lock but . My mind is racing, but my body is very slow. I don't get the car door closed in time. He wedges his arm in to force the door open. I struggle but can't stop him. He raises his hand to strike. He has an enormous machete. The sharp knife is coming towards me. He's going to kill me. I conscientiously wake myself from the dream and from sleep.

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