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I was wandering in an old abandoned house, the structure hardly held up and the wood was moldy and ancient. I crept around the house with a flashlight, with two other people who I didn’t know, and we were frequently followed by a yellow glowing light. I couldn’t figure out what it was until I was directly confronted by it as we were heading up the stairs, it was a bright red car with no one in the driver’s seat, as it revved its engine. As the two other people scattered away, I suddenly said, “I can’t take it anymore, I’m not afraid of you!” Followed by me shouting, I ran directly at the car as it hit the gass and felt the impact hit my body, then I woke up.

I was at the top of the stairs just staring down at the bottom and I turned around and was randomly in the middle of a dirt road, I looked around me and saw a door in the middle of the dirt road ahead of me with a light around it, I opened the door and I was at the stairs again, I then jumped down to the bottom of the stairs but it felt like I was floating and the stairs suddenly turned into a pit and I started falling again and suddenly woke up in a cold sweat

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.

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 was moving into a weird underground apartment with my mom. It was just few blocks away from where I live now. I remember being concerned about the amount of easy entry points it had from the street. Then later on my aunt and her friend showed up to take my mom and I to the fair so we could go rides. My aunt and her friend were dressed really weird and their hair was styled like they were in the 80’s. We couldn’t go because my mom couldn’t figure out what to wear. That was really annoying.

I had this dream probably five years ago, but I remember it vividly, it felt very real at the time. I was back at my old house in Illinois on the driveway next to our house. It was summer, and my neighborhood was eerily quiet and I was alone when a shiny black limousine pulled up in front of my house. It had a little flag by its side mirror, representing some country and all the windows were completely transparent. I walked to see why the limousine was here or who it was, but when I looked through the windows, there was absolutely no one in the car. I was super creeped out and immediately ran inside and told my mom what I had seen and she said in a very strange manner, ” We are at war”.

I was down near the beach and I was with a bunch of family friends who wanted to go crabbing, but their version of crabbing consisted of walking along the local rivers at low tide and turning over the rocks where they would find crabs. I walked along the river’s edge with them and it seemed like there was a crab under almost every rock and if there wasn’t a crab, then you just had to turn over a rock that was under the top rock. I would grab them from the side quickly before they could pinch me and throw them into a bucket. As we approached the bay we could see more and more people and boats and at one point a biker drove his bike into the shallow water and made a big circle throwing up a lot of water in the process. There were a lot of sailboats in the bay and I knew this was a dream while I was dreaming it.

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