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I walk down a hall until I come to a stop. Turning my glance towards a mirror, hanging on the wall, I see myself. Only I'm different. My hair is longer, I'm way skinner than now, and I'm wearing a pretty red dress. I then hear footsteps and I look at the end of the hall, there stood three children. Two boys and a girl. They all three smiled at me and motion me closer, I followed them to a beautiful secret garden. There they want to play a game of hide-n-seek. The eldest boy was it, the rest of us went to hide. I went back into the mansion, knowing my way around, though I've never seen this place before, and opened a door. It was dark, but the sunlight hit a chair and sitting in it was a man. He looked over at me with the most beautiful eyes, a bright green. His hair was shoulder length brown and shaggy. He was slim and tall. A sudden feeling of sadness overcame me as I ran to the man, crying as I hugged him. He petted my hair saying "It's okay now, I'm here." and slowly lifted my face up to look at him. He smiled leaning closer to me whispering, "Don't cry." and I woke up

I am in the point of view of a boy from my school named Kurt. We are in a creepy commercial about injuries in the 1970's. The shooting of the commercial is during a strange time. It was made to run away from the current world that we barely survive or are afraid of. I am the father of in the stereotypical happy family shown in commercials. The commercial is also secretly an FBI investigation. I then show up at my neighbor's boor who is a murderer with my little daughter and son planning to kill the housewife because I slept with her and she acts like an evil step-mom. The kids want to stab her in the face. We magically knock the door from behind their tree in the lawn. A mangled body is thrown out the door that is not the wife even though we thought it was at first. All laughter stops, and my children begin to scream very hard. There is suddenly a complete eerie silence. A loud scary noise is heard as the house bends which strangely forms an occult sign. The murderer rises out of the occult roof shape by floating. He can control our bodies and wants to mutilate more people. He wants to send my daughter to find more people to kill. She is screaming at the top of her lungs as he touches her face. Objects begin to move around, and blood is slowly pouring on the sidewalk.

I dreamed that I visited a legoland theme park with members of a youth cult that I was traveling with. It must have been in California cause the weather was nice. They had a new zombie section where you could dress up in Legos and look like a zombie. I was really proud of the way I looked and kept trying to take a selfie with the Lego sign behind me, to use as my FB picture come Halloween, but the zombie parade kept coming by and I couldn't get a clear shot. I thought, "I wonder if all these kids who work at legoland go to school or is this a full time job." Then I realized that the reason I couldn't get a good selfie pic was because my phone was full of pics I had secretly taken the night before of the cult performing their cult antics around the campfire. But I really wanted that selfie. While I was busy deleting pics from my phone, all the other cult members moved on and I got separated from them. I missed the bus. I was walking back thru the Olde English Village section thinking now what do I do? I saw an office with somebody sitting in it. They were reading manually labeled "Military and Other Special Guests." I was afraid to ask their help because I was no military. But I was special. I still had on the zombie Legos and didn't know where to go or what to do. I felt lonely and tired.

I was being stalked but it wasn't in person, I kept receiving texts from an unknown number that knew secrets and stuff about me that I've never told to anyone. In the dream I even got a text from a "family member" saying to go to the hospital because someone was ill, and what room number and floor to go to. Well when I got to the hospital and was trying to find the room, my family ran up to me saying they tracked my phone and they're not the ones who sent that text and that nobody's in the hospital. So basically my dream stalker was trying to get me alone.

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