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The first night I dreamt about sharks chasing me. The sharks in my dream were massive and instead of them swimming after me, they were running. I ran through many obstacles and constantly kept trying to flee, but I never seemed to make any progress. These massive sharks were always only a couple steps behind me; they were close enough to touch my clothes. These sharks were definitely going to catch me, so eventually I just decided to just face them. I fought the sharks and in the end, I defeated them.

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 had a brother. We had to leave our house in the little village because a werewolf murdered our parents. We moved into a little apartment, I assume it was in the city. It was really dark and my bed was the couch. I started to do the rituals we were supposed to do every night so the wolf wouldn’t come, or so we would be warned. I began to place books around the couch, they were attached to strings. One side of the string was attached to the book, the other side attached to the wall. My brother passed by and laughed at me, calling me foolish. I ignored him, and watched as two of the books fell down, which meant the wolf was near. I tried to convince myself that I hadn’t finished, and the string probably wasn’t attached the right way. I sat on the couch terrified, and put the books back in place. That’s when my brother revealed himself to me; it was actually him who was the frightful beast. Once I found out it was him, I woke up. Even though I knew it was a dream, I was still scared breathing heavy, and hoping not to fall asleep again.

Driving my subaru at midnight in san francisco it suddenly starts  to rain.  Theres no traffic amd all pf the lights cycle through their colors.  I disregard the colors and floor it.  All of the sudden i feel a click.  I press the brakes with no response.  The shifter is stuck in 5th gear and i have no ability to slow down.  The music gets louder and everything blurs.  I see a train track ahead and a light in the distance.  A train is coming dowm the tracks. I have tunnel vision set on beating the train. I get to the tracks and breath a sigh of relief.  The train suddenly darts forward with infinite speed.  The train t bones me.  I wake up.

I had a brother. We had to leave our house in the little village because a werewolf murdered our parents. We moved into a little apartment, I assume it was in the city. It was really dark and my bed was the couch. I started to do the rituals we were supposed to do every night so the wolf wouldn’t come, or so we would be warned. I began to place books around the couch, they were attached to strings. One side of the string was attached to the book, the other side attached to the wall. My brother passed by and laughed at me, calling me foolish. I ignored him, and watched as two of the books fell down, which meant the wolf was near. I tried to convince myself that I hadn’t finished, and the string probably wasn’t attached the right way. I sat on the couch terrified, and put the books back in place. That’s when my brother revealed himself to me; it was actually him who was the frightful beast. Once I found out it was him, I woke up.

It was the afternoon of a fall day with an orange and blue sky. The Russel's came over to my house and so did Devin, Isaac, Henry, Noah and David. I hung around for a while. My mom was talking to Mrs. Russel while my dad was talking to Mr. Russel. Morgan Russel, a girl I really like, was done talking to my sister Anne when I started to talk to her. We both made our way outside; still talking. The Morgan said, "You wanna g.. g...". I knew what she was gonna say so I said, "You wanna go out?" before she could finish. She said in an excited and relieved tone, "Yes!". We talked more. Then eventually we were so happy we hugged. My mom saw the hug and said, "No hugging!". Morgan's mom said the same. Morgan and I didn't know what to do! Then I said, "Lets just hold hands.". So we held hands and were so happy. Even without hugging that we couldn't stop looking at each other.

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