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I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

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.

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 went to a pond surrounded by tall grasses on a cloudy, but warm, day. The water was perfectly clear so I took a look at it. As I did, I leaned too far and fell into the pond. It wasn’t a sudden fall with a big splash, just a light dive. As I fell under, I saw all of the colorful fish swim by over my head. It was as if I didn’t need to breathe. I started swimming to see the whole pond, since on land it seemed quite small. As I was doing so I realized this pond was endless, but it didn’t seem like a bad thing. I kept swimming and swimming, grasping the fact that it was late, and needed to get back to our cottage. I then woke up from my dream.

My second dream that I recall is when I was in a cave fighting one of my friends that turned into a giant spider looking monster. He was half human half spider. His upper body was the human part and the lower part of his body was the spider part. He had an eye patch on his left eye and carried a handgun in his right hand. He had his military gear on and stood about 20 feet tall in the air. We were about to duel in the dark cave. The only weapon I had was a katana sword that was extremely old and flimsy. The match began, and he started firing bullets at me. I failed to dodge one of them and felt the bullet go through my heart. I felt like I was about to die. At that moment I suddenly woke up from one of my worst nightmares.

I dream of being in a train with my mother ( who recently passed away). We both are in a train and then we get down at a station. After I we get out, I realize that we forgot the suitcase in the train. I run inside but the train is gone. We are trying to talk to the security graud that is there any way we could get it back. The station people/ Ticket collector said he can't do anything . I yelled at him quiet some times and started crying. That time my whole concern was the luggage ( I never thought about the luggage.) When I woke up, I felt like an horrible person.

I had a brother. We had to leave our house in the little village because a werewolf murdered our parents. We moved into a little apartment, I assume it was in the city. It was really dark and my bed was the couch. I started to do the rituals we were supposed to do every night so the wolf wouldn’t come, or so we would be warned. I began to place books around the couch, they were attached to strings. One side of the string was attached to the book, the other side attached to the wall. My brother passed by and laughed at me, calling me foolish. I ignored him, and watched as two of the books fell down, which meant the wolf was near. I tried to convince myself that I hadn’t finished, and the string probably wasn’t attached the right way. I sat on the couch terrified, and put the books back in place. That’s when my brother revealed himself to me; it was actually him who was the frightful beast. Once I found out it was him, I woke up.

I had a brother. We had to leave our house in the little village because a werewolf murdered our parents. We moved into a little apartment, I assume it was in the city. It was really dark and my bed was the couch. I started to do the rituals we were supposed to do every night so the wolf wouldn’t come, or so we would be warned. I began to place books around the couch, they were attached to strings. One side of the string was attached to the book, the other side attached to the wall. My brother passed by and laughed at me, calling me foolish. I ignored him, and watched as two of the books fell down, which meant the wolf was near. I tried to convince myself that I hadn’t finished, and the string probably wasn’t attached the right way. I sat on the couch terrified, and put the books back in place. That’s when my brother revealed himself to me; it was actually him who was the frightful beast. Once I found out it was him, I woke up. Even though I knew it was a dream, I was still scared breathing heavy, and hoping not to fall asleep again.

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