[Eyudo]: 725.Inside my head: my dreams.Scarrie
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I was with many people I didn’t know and they were surrounding me. We were all crammed into my dad’s room just sitting on his bed silently. That’s when I whip cream pie jumped through the window and scared everyone away. They all went to there cars and drove away. The pie had a mouth full of menacing teeth and black beady eyes. He had an evil expression and held a knife with him. Everyone just left me alone with him.
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A taste of evil 2
The same evil knife wielding cream pie jumped out of our recycle bin when we were all on the porch and chased everyone around trying to get them except for me. I just sat there and ignored their screams as I sat in the cool night air. This odd evil thing never ever went after me, so I had no fear of him.
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The moon that cried wolf
I was on my porch one night when it was dark. I heard a howl and saw a flash of lightning. Vines broke through the porch floor and we ran to avoid their grasps. I saw the moon outside shooting lightning at me. I dove and hid behind a chair in one of the rooms. The moon zapped it to dust to uncover me. Then I tried to run upstairs and hid upstairs. I watch the moon look as it tried to find me as he flew by the window. He never found me, but I hid there the whole night.
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Mysterious monster
There was a monster. He sat in an abyssal place of pure white. He was big and blue. He had green spots with big black eyes. He had sharp claws and teeth that overlapped his lips. He sat there and said nothing but a single word, “Zooloe.” Still to this day I don’t know what he meant…
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Desert films
I had just exited the movies theatre doors and headed to the exit alone. I went down a long hallway and to the end around the corner. For some reason there was no one around. I was basically deserted then. I didn’t notice or care though. I opened the door to a surprise that wasn’t the parking lot like it should have been. Instead what I saw out the door was a desert. There were waves of sand that seem to go on forever and the winds blew, dragging lines of sand with it. I just stared in awe at what was there instead of habitable land
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Bugs in the class
I was in my old kindergarten class painting. All was fine till two giant beetles, a ladybug and three pill bugs crawled through the doorway of the class and started to attack the kids and me. All the other kids ran through the backdoor to escape. I wasn’t so lucky. I tried to crawl over a bookshelf but a beetle grabbed my leg before I could make it. He stuck my foot in his mouth and started to engulf me. He had me halfway in before I woke up.
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Taking my iguana
I had already had all my animals given away by my mom and I was upset with my last one left. He was my iguana shadow. I was on my bed crying and a man came in to get the iguana. I fought and screamed to keep him and held him tight to not give him to him. I fought hard and breathed heavily about it screaming they couldn’t have him. I ran down the hallway with him safe in my arms.
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Once healed, twice cut
I was outside m house on the sidewalk when m neighbor came over and pushed me to the ground. Then they counted o three and one of them slid their thumb across my stomach horizontally. I split open vertically though. You could see al my organs. A little guy claiming to be able to help quickly sewed me up. I was all fixed up then. I stood up, but the stitches came undone and I came open again. He quickly sewed me up and I was better. Then I woke.
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Vampires and the breadbox
I was in my old foster home. Everything looked the same. I suddenly couldn’t breathe! So I ran down stairs of the house and swung around the corner. I bumped right into my foster parents. They turned around and had black eyes and pale skin along with blood on their new fangs. They were vampires! And their children were too! I pushed pass them into the kitchen and for some reason ran over to the breadbox. I slammed it open just by a random act, still trying to breathe. Suddenly I could after that. All my foster family came into the kitchen and greeted me. They had returned to normal. The breadbox had cured them or sent me back to the right dimension. I don’t know what it meant and why the breadbox of all things was what saved me from eternal death of life.
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The gunman
I was being chased by a guy in black clothes ad he had a gun. I ran into my back yard as bullets were shot rapidly at me. He chased me around until I climbed up the jungle gym we had around there. I tried to negotiate with him and I ran back down and down my driveway. He chased me close as I ran back into my house and shut him out. I saw my mom with a bullet in her head, yet she stood living and fine. She said in a high-pitched buzzing voice, “Hi honey!” I just stood in terror.
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Hostage
I was at a party at my house outside and went in for a minute to go to the bathroom. I walked in and a guy with a knife pulled me aside and took me into one of the bedrooms and locked me in there. He had a knife and told me I was to do what he said or else. He said I was going wit him so he could collect ransom. He had one of those notes that was pasted together from letters from random --places. I said ok but to hold on while I pulled and extremely long string off my shirt. I threw it away and then I woke up.
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Bitten by the rabid
Two big dogs were chasing me. One was black and one was brown. They had already gotten my friend while we walked home from school. They got me when I tripped and bit me hard on my leg. And I felt the real pain too. Then the dogs started to attack more and I couldn’t get away. The owner finally came and just watched, not doing anything at all to stop it.
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The end of existence
I was in the middle of a big city. A little bee flew by when we were at an ice-cream stand. I swatted him away, but looked up to see hoards of humongous bees flying overhead. Then I turned around to see horrible, indescribable, freaky monsters attacking the city and all the people. The creatures were so nightmarish and frightening I can’t even describe them without anyone being afraid. Tidal waves loomed over us and lighting stuck as thunder rumbles loud. Tornadoes whirled and earthquakes shook it all. I tried to run, but tripped and fell to my knees. “Run! It’s the end of the world!” I yelled as I covered my head with my hands. The skies turned blood red and clouds formed skulls with glares. I will never ever forget the terrors and hell I saw in it.
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A recurrent chase
I’ve been here before. I’ve been here many times before in fact. This dream comes constantly to me. A terrible terrifying monster is chasing me. It is chasing a group of others and me. The others with me being tracked down are all my closet friends and family I trust and love. This dream is always the same. We run through the city and it follows behind, never losing site of us. It catches us one by one. But it never gets me. It always slowly catches all the others I’m fleeing with and does what ever he does to them. I never look back to see. But still, I always wake up when he is just about to get me. But I don’t wake up out of fear. I wake up for a brief moment and then am sleeping again, not to see the dream again for a little while. He never gets me, only the ones I love. This freak of a terror from hell. An indescribable evil that is too fast and powerful to get away from. The dream is predictable and inevitably he catches them. The only thing that ever changes is the people with me. When I lose a friend or gain a very good one, the people running with me are different. But they all get caught.
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Flattened
I was playing Frisbee with a friend in the street and I chased a long one he threw. I fell near the curb in the street and a car started to come. It was green and very close to the ground. Almost no room was underneath it. It started to roll over me and I was slowly being crushed to death. It came all the way up to my neck and I was not able to breathe at all. My lungs were pulverized. Just as it was about to steam roll my head, I woke up out of it.
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Breath stealing vacuum
I was upstairs in my house and my mom was vacuuming. She left and I was alone. The vacuum came on by itself and dust and smoke filled the air. I inhaled and started a major couching fit. I lay on the wooden bed next to me, and I was faint and breathless again. Just barely able to breathe. Almost like an asthma attack. I was left there until my aunt came and found me almost fainted and she turned off the vacuum. She pushed on my chest and tried to help my breathe right again. It didn’t work. And for a short while, I couldn’t breathe in real life while I was asleep in this dream.