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Was playing on the computer and all of the sudden it got all messed up and stopped working so i turned it off and went to watch tv. As I was watching tv the screen started blinking and the view zoomed in to the corner of the screen where there were two words, Ghost Goodbye. The second I finished reading the two words i started shaking and not small shaking, almost like a seizure and i couldnt scream. I owly could feel a spirit leaving my body and when i was gone i woke up in fear.

Me and a group of close friends, were in a overgrown back garden rigged with tripwires, we go to the end to find a small box with a sim card inside, we figure out it was a key that opened a door but the door needed two. So after searching for a minute I see an out of place plank of wood, I tear it open and it reveals another door that only needs one key. We open it to discover that it opens another door leading to the next garden. The garden is the garden of my house. One of my friends sits on a chair and the rest disappear. I need to go to the toilet so start walking to my door, before I open the door, I look into the window that belongs to my room. A man is there just staring at us all not even blinking. There are knives on the table I throw a few at him but only two hit him, causing his body to explode into black and red static. He then forms back to himself again. I then see him walk away from the window. I hear him open the door then walk down the stairs. As soon as I hear him walk down the stairs I lock the door. He begins walking toward the door and as soon as he reaches it, he crouches down and pulls a key from his mouth and unlocks the door. he then proceeds to walk towards me flailing his arms. I soon realise that he can't harm me, but I reach to the table to grab two knives one a normal carving knife and the other a butcher's knife. With the carving knife I stab his arm and with the butchers knife I start slicing at his arm. He then bursts back in the black and red static. He then turns into a man holding a giant tree axe, he still cant harm me so I stab him again in the arm. He turns back into the black static again and then turns into one last person. I then stab him three more times and then he turns into static one last time

So I'm a little kid in this beautiful candy shop, when all of a sudden I look out the window and see a pretty cottage. I can't look away or move anywhere but forward to the cottage, even though I know somehow that I absolutely do not want to go in the cottage. I finally walk in the door and in a long hallway is an old man sitting in a red chair, breathing raspily, unblinking. I know I can't go anywhere but forward, so I have to carefully walk past him. The rest of the house is dark and scary, but in the end I find a way out: into a hedge maze, where dead people chase me. I wake up before I get out.

I don't usually wear makeup, but in my dream I had plastered my eye in eyeliner and mascara so much that It wouldn't wipe off using make up wipes, I had to peel off the eyeliner like a rubber sticker, it was after this that I had noticed I had alot of black ink in my eye. I ran to the sink and started throwing water into my right eye, watching pure ink just drip into the sink. I looked into the mirror again and noticed I'd burst a blood vessel causing the whole top half of my eye to look a solid crimson red! I blinked in disbelief, only to look back and notice my iris has turned a horrible raw red, almost as if the colour had been sanded away... And that was it.

I was riding on a cargo freight train through a war-torn area, along with many others. The train was moving so slow that donkeys caring bags and suitcases could walk alongside us at matched speed. We were attacked by guerillas and those on the train with me began fighting back, shooting and pushing those attackers off that tried to jump on the train. I became overwhelmed and felt as if I didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Everything went into slow-motion, and I realized that our attackers are not carrying any weapons and are mere children (ages 10-20). In the trenches alongside the train, I see hundreds of corpses on top of corpses (as if these children were victims of a mass homicide and thrown by the train tracks). I started yelling for everyone to stop fighting these children, but they looked at me as if I were crazy, pushed me to the side, and kept battling. I jumped off the slow-moving train and saw a survivor in the trenches. Upon leaning down to help what appeared to be a severely wounded, malnourished boy of 10-13yrs, I reached to support his head and was startled at the touch of the pus and blood spilling wounds he had. As I was startled, I drew my hand back and his head fell off--only the skin had already grown over this wound, and now I had what was then a badly decomposed body in front of me. Convinced he was alive a moment before, I looked over at his head and was terrified to see that his eyes could still blink and look around--and that his mouth was still moving as if trying to moan. I tried to back up, stand up, anything to get away, but kept slipping on the other corpses. Then this boy's body attempted to stand up. I was terrified beyond belief and finally gained enough ground to stand and run. I looked back and saw his body standing, headless, and with very jerking movements, begin to walk...

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