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I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

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Sara, Dan, Ryan, Sean, and I all lived in cabins behind my house. One night my parents went out to the movies and for some reason we all went to explore the woods. We went to this tree house, my dad had taken me there before. He told me that there was a man that lived there and if anyone went to explore the tree house he would capture them and torture them. When we got to the tree house I had remembered what my Dad told me, I told everyone we needed to leave. No one wanted to listen to me, until I started freaking out and got everyone to agree to leave. They called me annoying and left with me, expect for Ryan. Ryan stayed and explored the tree house. We were about 10 ft away when we heard the guy capture Ryan with a chain that had a circle of barbed wire at the end of it that went around Ryan’s neck. We wanted to help Ryan but he insisted we left him. So we started running and there was another trap set up a little ways ahead. It was a giant hole with a Venus fly trap like trap in the middle. We all had to jump it, so we took one giant leap and we all made it except for Sean. But luckily he slid under the trap, and it didn’t go off. So he crawled carefully back up the hole and we continued to run back to the cabins. When we got back my parents were back from the movies, and for some reason we didn’t tell them Ryan was in trouble. So we went to school the next day and still didn’t tell anyone about Ryan, except for two people. People just thought he was skipping school, and we all thought he was dead. So at lunch we were talking and Ryan walks in and sits down. Sara goes “What the hell happened?” And Ryan said he escaped by pulling the trap over his head and cutting up his face. You could see the scars on his neck (Somehow they were already healed) and then I woke up.

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Tuesday night I had a dream that I was chosen from District 7 to fight in the Hunger Games. I was sent away from home to a training camp that was all the way in London. My best friend, who was also from District 7, was also chosen to fight in the Hunger Games. During one of our training days in camp, my friend found a dead mouse on the ground and decided to throw it at my face. Disgusted, I picked it back up and shoved it down his shirt. Then the mouse came back to life and bit him in the stomach. During the next training day, we were swimming in the lake to complete an obstacle course. The first three to complete the course would be given free time to relax and watch the members from the other Districts complete the hardest training task at the camp.

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