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I've had a few scary dreams but one that really sticks with me is one I had in Grade 2...
My Mom and I were on the bridge that seperated my Mom's boyfriend's house from his parent's house... it spanned a wide river. Only in this dream, his parents lived in a castle on the grounds where our house was and the river was, more or less, a moat.
We had just received a new albino octopus for the moat. My Mom and I were in the process of shoving it off the bridge into the water when one of the tentacle attatched itself to her leg and pulled her into the moat. The moat was filled with all sorts of terrible creatures, alligators, pirrana and a large hippo... all albino.
The albino hippo ate my Mom.
Cut to me screaming on the bridge. Cut to the parents laughing maniaclly in thier throne room... (yes, even at that age I had a cinematic mind).
This dream has stuck with me to this day... only now it isn't nearly as scary as it is surreal.
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