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My third dream took place in Disneyland. My dad and I started off near the entrance of the haunted house ride. I was scared to death but my dad constantly told me that it was okay and it wouldn’t be as frightening. As I approached the front of the line, my arms were shivering and I felt like I couldn’t stand straight up. I got into the cart and my dad sat right beside me. The moment I saw the first vampire that came up, I closed my eyes. I felt like I wanted to scream but there were others around me. Shortly after, I dummy came up and punched me right in my face. I was knocked out and woke up from my dream.

I woke up in the middle of the woods and I was in the middle of nowhere. It was dark out and I didn't know where I was. I began to walk around and came to a cliff when I looked down there was nothing but air and it looked like I was in floating woods. A huge snake then began coming towrds me and and it had red eyes and so I was scared to death and I jumped off the cliff. I landed on an airplane that I layed on for a long time. I noticed the boy sitting in the window in which was closet to me. It was zach and he was sleeping but I didn't understand because it was so loud and then another plane started shooting at my plane. The people inside this plane couldn't escape and so I busted two windows out and got my borther and Zach out. After falling thousands of feet we fell and we lived. When we lived we were taken capture by people. Evan Zach and I were tortured and beat and finally they said they would let me go if I killed my brother. So my borther told me to do it so that I would be free, so I did but they still kept me. I was then raped by this terrible tribe and was beat even more. I was on the verge of death when Zach saved me. We then had to swim to get off the island so we took two surfboards. We were on the surfboards for days and we had no food or water. So eventually Zach and I just stopped and we floated away together

Beware the jabberwock my son! the jaws that bite the claws that catch! beware the jubjub bird and shun the frumious bandersnatch. he took the vorpal sword in hand. long time the manxome foe he sought. so rested he by the tumtum tree and stood awhile in thought. and as in uffish thought he stood, the jabberwock, with eyes of flame, came whiffling through the tulgey wood, and burbled as it came. one, two! one, two! and through and through the vorpal blade went snicker-snack! he left it dead, with its head he went back galumphing back. and has thou slain the jabberwock? come to my arms, my beamish boy! Oh frabious day!

I am about to wake up. I hear my alarm and reach to turn it off but I can’t move. I can’t even open my eyes. I realize I’m paralyzed and I try in vain to scream for help but I can’t make a sound. My head feels foggy and unfocused, like I’m of no substance. My body feels like an iron prison and my consciousness is struggling against it, trying to get the two to connect and move and free me. It’s as if my brain is trapped by my body. I can think properly and flutter my eyelids a bit but otherwise I cannot move. It terrifies me and I scream a silent, mental scream. No one even knows I’m screaming but me. When I finish screaming, I try to calm down and relax, thinking that maybe my paralysis will end when my struggling does. I wait, consciousness still, for what feels like forever. I try to move again to no avail. I remember in a nightmare I had when I was younger, I squeezed my eyes shut and was able to wake myself up. I decide to try that again. I focus on my eyes, squeeze them shut, and open. Nothing. Again. Again. I can’t move. I squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I can, and open them. This time I actually wake up.

My third dream took place in Disneyland. My dad and I started off near the entrance of the haunted house ride. I was scared to death but my dad constantly told me that it was okay and it wouldn't be as frightening. As I approached the front of the line, my arms were shivering and I felt like I couldn't stand straight up. I got into the cart and my dad sat right beside me. The moment I saw the first vampire that came up, I closed my eyes. I felt like I wanted to scream but there were others around me. Shortly after, I dummy came up and punched me right in my face. I was knocked out and woke up from my dream.

It was a hot, humid day in the desert. Plopped under an enormous pine tree, I drank the last bit of water I had out of my canteen. As I peered over my black bandana that covered my face from eyes down, I saw a blob making its way closer and closer to me. The grey figure drew closer as I rose to my feet next to my pink pony, Strawberry (one of those ponies from My Little Pony). I hopped on top of its saddle and kicked her stomach, cueing her to take off. However, she was so tiny that she fell over and started to sob. Furious, I began to run the opposite way of the figure, but by the time I started running, he was already behind me grabbing the back of my shirt. “Don’t shoot my hoooooorseeeee!” I yelled as he began to repeatedly shoot my horse. But what the man didn’t know was that My Little Ponies are magical. Strawberry repelled all of the bullets and attacked the man. In less than a second, the man was trapped inside her stomach as her special stomach acids burned him to death. His horse, a muscular Black Stallion, nudged Strawberry and urged her to come back home with him. It was love at first sight! I stood from a distance as my pony took off and eventually woke up.

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