Last night's dream was straight out of a horror movie. I had different parents. We just moved into a haunted house. I got ready for bed and went into my new room to find that there was blood all over the bed. I screamed and tried to run out of the room but the door slammed in my face. I opened it and ran to my parents. They told me to sleep on the couch and shut their door. I kept trying to get into their room because I was so freaked out, but the door was locked. I had to spend the rest of the night with a ghost. Ewww, I hate nightmares.
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