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My dream began where I was sitting on my sofa when the bell rang. I opened the door to find Lisa Simpson, in a Girl Guide uniform, at my door, who asked me if I wanted to buy some cookies. Being a nice guy, I obliged and asked for three boxes. She said "So, OK, you want five boxes..." I was confused and said "No. I said I wanted three". Suddenly, she repeated, more forcefully this time, "You want FIVE boxes", before kicking me in the nuts and holding a knife to my throat, before repeating "You want five boxes. That'll be £102.50". I, scared out of my wits, nodded and gave her all the money in my wallet. She kicked me in the nuts again, said "Have a nice day" in a mocking tone and walked off, leaving me writhing in pain on my doorstep. I am male, British, and will be 18 in just under 2 weeks (my birthday is on Christmas Day). I am male, British, and will be 18 in just under 2 weeks (my birthday is on Christmas Day). I am somewhat immature in personality and often ignore people when they try to remind me of the responsibilities of adulthood. I am also not conventionally handsome or in shape and do not partake in any particular "male" activities (e.g. I am not interested in sports). I am also somewhat awkward with the opposite sex. I used to watch the Simpsons when I was a child; Lisa was my favourite character. I am wondering of the significance of this. I only started having these dreams round about now, when people reminded me of my milestone birthday.

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I AM AT A SCHOOL OF SOME KIND, AND I SEE A FEW STUDENTS WALKING AT THE END OF A LONG HALLWAY. IT IS VERY BRIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL SO THEIR FEATURES ARE TOUGH TO MAKE OUT. AS I GET CLOSER I NOTICE THEY ARE WALKING STANGELY, SLOWLY, ALMOST WITHOUT PURPOSE. AS I GET EVEN CLOSER, THEY SLOWLY TURN TO LOOK AT ME, AND I SEE THEY HAVE NO FACES. WELL THEY HAVE VERY BLURRED FACES. THEY ALL SLOWLY START TO WALK TOWARDS ME. I HEAR A PIERCING SET OF STRING INSTRUMENTS BEGIN TO PLAY VERY SCARY MUSIC AND I CAN HEAR A HEARTBEAT IN THE MUSIC. I START TO RUN AS I AM NOW FRIGHTENED. I TRY TO OPEN A DOOR, AND ONE OF THE FIGURES THANDS BEHIND THE DOOR. AS I OPEN IT, THEY TURN ABRUPTLY TOWARDS ME. AS THEY DO, THEIR FACE BECOMES EVEN MORE CONTORTED AND GROTESQUE. I SLAM THE DOOR AND CONTINUE RUNNING. I KEEP TRYING DOORS, AND EACH TIME THERE IS A FIGURE ON THE OTHER SIDE, AND EACH TIME THEIR FACE IS MORE CONTORTED THAN THE ONE BEFORE IT. MEANWHILE THE FIGURES CHASING ME ARE BECOMING INCREASINGLY FASTER AND FASTER AND GETTING CLOSER TO CATCHING ME.

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There is all black then as if a spark of light hit the floor, I see light and I walk out of a room. I look behind me and see the door close. the door is like a solid metal, bending above me as I look up. I am holding a hand, which is my guess because I feel something soft yet hard. Something hot yet cool, something squishy. I am pulled forward, yet I try to stop walking. Like I know what is going to happen next. I turn and wiggle my small hand till i am free. When I am free I start to run, but before I know it I am facing that same metal door. I look for any sign of escape. The door opens an inch and to my surprise, there is a light. I move my hand to the door, but just as I touch it, pain begins to rise in my fingers and then the light becomes bitter and bleak.

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