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I was locked in a school with my friends. We were separated and given cellphones, but whenever I tried to call somebody, a creepy voice would answer me instead. It told me that it could see everything I did and knew what I was thinking. I knew my friends were dying because they weren't following the orders, but I don't know how I knew this. I tried to escape, but the voice followed me everywhere and I felt the sensation of being chased by someone. The face I thought of when I heard the voice was horrifying and ugly. Then my dream switched to a forest full of mist, where an investigator was conducting an investigation. A little girl in a white dress came up to him. He asked her if she knew what happened to the dead man. She nodded and pulled on a roll of toilet paper, until a bloody square came out with a scene printed on it. Her eyes were shut but obviously brimming with blood, so she wiped them on the toilet paper, and when she moved it the blood got all over the side of her dress. Then she ran away into the distance, her face contorting into an evil expression. The camera pans back to the investigator, who has been replaced by a solemn ring of people. It appears to be a wedding, and the camera peers over the shoulder of the bride, looking for someone (perhaps the groom) who never appears.

I have this reoccurring dream that happens quite often since I was in grade school, It takes place in my mom’s home is McNary, Arizona. I wake up within my dream in my bed at my mom’s house, everything is dark but looking out the window the sky is orange (this is usually the color of the sky after it snows at night). I walk down the hall feeling very uneasy, I can see that no one is home. I go to the closet grab a jacket and step outside. My dogs are gone and my friend is standing at the end of the pathway outside our gate, saying, “Shannon we have to go, they are coming.” I don’t say anything. I just run off the porch and get to the end of the pathway and she is gone. I start heading down her house. The place is heavily filled with pine trees and snow, with red splatters here and there. I can feel the fatigue in my lungs from breathing the cold air so I stop. But I here the crunching of the snow beneath someone’s feet, at this point I feel so much fear my heart is racing. But my instinct is to turn around when I do there is a hooded person with its eyes glowing red. I’m frozen I can’t move, I can feel my heartbeat in my head forcing the blood back to my face. I turn to run, but there is another red-eye person there. It slams me to the ground and sits on top of me pinning me, and the other person pinning my arms above my head. It pulls out a gun, cocks it and I beg squirming around and crying. “Sit still” the voice of a male softy says. I relax knowing my fate; he kisses my forehead and then my lips. Placing his hand on my chest and placed the gun between his fingers and pulls the trigger 3 times. I can feel the pain, I yell in my head “Wake up! Wake up!” and I do. My heart is pounding hard and I’m sweating.

I was walking down a long white hallway with big blue doors lining it. All of a sudent the lights went out. I could hear voices whispering but i couldnt hear what they were saying. i thought i was alone in the hallway. the lights snapped back on, and there was a little boy standing in the hallway with me. he looked about 3 or 4 years old, with jet black hair and green eyes. he was wearing a charcoal coloured suit, and was carryinga white casablanca lily. he turned and laughed as he ran, then the lights went out again and i woke up.

I am in my great grandma's house and I'm looking for her but I cant find her. When I call out to her she answers but I can't tell where her voice is coming from. I walk into the living room and there is a hole in the ceiling and a fan inside the hole with a rope hanging down. My grandma is on the second floor holding the rope through the hole and tells me to hurry and grab on. I grab on and she pulls me up and our faces are really close together and she smiles at me and then pulls me through the running fan.

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