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I was staying in a house, that used to once be an all girls academy, many years ago. Though very old, the house was refurbished. Everyday I would hear footsteps and giggling, sometimes darting from room to room. One night as I am in bed with my best friend, she nudges me to wake me up. She tells me she can hear noises downstairs and we need to see whats happening. We go down the staircase into the main living room, to see that one of the windows were open. Letting the wind and rain get in. We close the window and go back upstairs. She wakes me about an hour or so after saying she hears something again. We go downstairs again to see all the windows are open, while a large rocking chair is rocking back and forth. all the furniture was covered in white sheets. Outside the window in the rain I could faintly see a young boy laughing and giggling. WE go back upstairs in a fright and I tell her not to go downstairs no matter what. We hear footsteps and our door open as the figure whispers to me "You have to come downstairs I have something to show you, you have to come downstairs now."

I have this weird recurring dream where my 11 year old sister is driving extremely recklessly to get us home because I'm too scared to drive (a real life fear of mine) and she is speeding and cops are chasing us and she's trying really hard to get them off us when eventually I either wake up crying or she crashes off this bridge thing near our house. It is always set on this road by our house and sometimes the plot is a little different but it always includes extreme fear, speeding in a car, and a police chase.

We are at war with the Germans and living in a small community we decide to create a concentration camp with some of us being guards and others prisoners. All is going well until we begin to starve. We have cut ourselves off. The Germans find out about the camp but can find no official documentation about the camp and visit us to investigate. We try to act out our roles but the Germans know that there is something wrong but cannot work out what it is. We eat stale bread and congealed blood on the top to make it look like bread and jam. The Germans realise the guards aren't harsh enough to us and being to eliminate them and take over the running of the camp. I am a prisoner.

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