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I return to my home at night when all of a sudden, people I'm kind of friends with just come running out. I look around and find a person, I've only ever seen his face in real life before, he backs up and looks afraid. When I get close enough I notice a knife, and he puts on an evil grin. I run away to the kitchen where there are knives too defend myself. It becomes a dodge a stab, slash his arm thing for a while but he's not going down. I panic a look around, I trip and loose my knife. I run upstairs where I have a knife in my room, I avoid a stab and then quickly stab his side and wrench my knife out stabbing him again so he can't attack. He falls to the floor where it fades out to me rapidly stabbing him while shouting die.

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Mom got mad in the kitchen because someone was calling the police on her and she stopped washing dishes grabbed a knife and started to chase me and two other people down the street. I wa really afraid for my life and ran as fast as I could, I turn back to see she had turned into a shadow person with red eyes coming up from behind running. Scared I kept running but then I suddenly stopped and got mad and turned around to run towards her with a knife in my hand and started to fight back and I won.

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My dream begins with My dad, his wife and my two half sisters driving home from a family get together in the country. It was well after dark and the girls were fussy and over tired. We saw out the window a small but unfamilliar church as we drove down one of the historical roads with the overarching oak trees (you know , the kind of streets you aren’t allowed to build on or develop?) . From the car we could see the lights in the church were on and people were inhabiting it despite It being late. Dad call from the driver seat , “ hey, Maybe we should go pay them a visit” and I was like “no dad, It’s 11 o’clock at night. Plus, you cant just invite yourself into a church function that’s weird and impolite. “ You just don’t want to go say hi because you think christians are weird” I stopped arguing as we pulled into the empty parking lot ( where were the attendees parking?) . So walked into the church and said hello . The people there were all plump and friendly, and they greeted us as if they expected our company. There was a girl my age wearing a purple sweater that matched the brackets of her braces who wouldn’t stop asking me were I wanted to go to college. The mood changed from jolly to forboding as we decided to leave. The people we met in the church followed us to our car urging us to stay . As we drove home I saw the same church front appear in different places on the route home. Everything seemingly returned to the status quo as we ended our trip and got settled in at home. All the while I was obsessing about the bizarre church and the even stranger people within it . who were they ? Where were their cars? Why were they at church in the middle of the night, in the first place? The next day in chemistry I was telling a friend ( a kid in my chemistry class that I actually can’t stand) about the mysterious encounter and my plan to return the following night. he was like “ whoa , that’s spooky, Don’t go!” and I was like “ I’m definitely going” He said “well, in that case , I’m coming with you” So, we drove out to where the church was passing a few identical churches on the way. We went back to the original site of the church and entered. Its patrons hadn’t left . When we enter they all came at us trying to restrain us. Before they were upon us I tried to reopen the door and escape. I had locked automatically. Then just when the situation seemed most dire, my friend pulled out a pocket knife , and broke a window through which we escaped and sped away in my car. The Church building followed us , popping up sporadically on streets that had been empty before.

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I dug my nails into my right arm, the words "Good Ending" would show up on it in black, and after I did that, my left arm would turn black and it would say "Bad Ending" in white. Well, I showed all my friends and they did it and all. Well, cuts started showing on the Bad Ending side, but I never caused them. They bled constantly, and always hurt. I stopped doing the thing, but every time I'd look at it, there'd be more. I read something on it and it said if I didn't stop, my head would get cut in half. Then later on, the cuts still didn't go away, and my dad was in it then. He looked at me, then my arm, then said, "Hm. Even redheads are pretty." In an insulting way. So I said, "Thanks." Cruelly. He stared at me and held a knife up to me.

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