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This dream begins in a scary old house that’s dark and is falling apart. In this house there is spine-chilling spirits. I also I can hear voices saying “There is no way out” and I begin screaming and then I hear laughing coming from a dark hallway. So I decide to walk towards the hallway opening doors on the way. These doors had their own unique and creepy surprises. Then I feel a chill run down my spine and the room begins to feel cold. That’s when I sense someone’s presence and I stop. The weird thing is I can feel the evilness in the room. Then out from the shadows appears an old woman, and I remember everything about her appearance, voice, and behavior, but I don't ever remember seeing her. I could even draw her exactly and get a splitting image of her. After she is looks into my soul, she fades. Then I just wandered around this house trying to get out. Then I see a door open and I begin running but I can’t run fast enough, and it slams shut. No way out except to wake up from this terror.

In the dream I open my eyes and I look around. At first I forget where I am. And then I realize that I’m in my room. And I look over and I’m watching my grandma sleep. When I’m first watching she’s breathing, she’s kind of twitching like most people do in their sleep, and her oxygen mask is on correctly. Then the room grows darker, colder, and just eerie. Like something from a scary movie. And as I’m crossing the room to wake her up, I see she’s not breathing, she’s not moving, and her oxygen mask has moved from its proper placement. At first I don’t know what to do. I scream for help, but no one comes. So I start crying and shaking and halfway screaming to her to wake up. But nothing happens. She doesn’t wake up. As I’m sitting there just crying, she moves a little, like someone waking up from a coma, so I straighten up. Then she shoots up. And she just sits there for a few minutes. And I try to talk to her. She doesn’t respond. She just stares at the wall in front of her. Then out of nowhere she looks at me a starts babbling. And then she says to me, “It’s your fault. Why didn’t you wake me sooner! You could have saved me!”

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