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Last night was my strangest dream in a while.
It started with me at my old middle school at night trying to get home. For some reason I was with my whole either 7th or 8th grade math class, but with a different teacher. Out of nowhere I tripped and fell flat on my face. Then I looked up and saw the most beautiful thing in the sky. It was streaming strips of color, creating symmetrical shapes and that would only last for a few seconds, and then turning into something else. I was watching it and the teacher said something to me. One of my classmates came over to pick on me about Lord knows what, but before he could really do anything I pointed to the dancing streams of color and said, "Seth, look! They're beautiful." He looked and forgot that he'd come over to pick on me. xD I ended up watching them for another good 30 seconds before they disappeared. Then I realized there was a fountain underneath the spot where I'd seen them and said, "Oh it was just the fountain." Even though I knew it wasn't, but I could tell that Seth would accept that as an explanation.

Then the next thing I remember I was still trying to get home, but I'd apparently gone the wrong way, but ended up being able to get help from a friend. And it was still dark out. Then I remember I went with some random family in their car to a beach. Then after a few minutes two school buses came, full of people from my high school, including Seth and his freakin' cousin Matt. e.e

Seth saw me several times, though, and actually didn't do or say anything. He just looked at me for a split second and looked away. And at one point I decided to hitch a ride on top of one of the buses. God only knows why. XD

Then the next thing I remember was the beginning of the weirdest part of my dream. It was night, I was at my

house, in the basement. There were two other girls with me and one guy. Apparently none of us were human.

And apparently there was a door at the bottom of the stairs to the rest of the house that lead to my life in the

past. I went through it, got stuck in the past, and was reminded of why I hated it. My parents were abusive, and I

saw myself in the past being punished by my mother. I got back to the present somehow and took a while to go

back into the past, because I had to go back, but I really didn't want to. Then I found out that if something

propped the door open, I could return to the present without any trouble. So for some reason I ended up cutting

all the doors on the bottom floor of the past-house in half. I guess it was for some ritual. Then my dad saw me,

and even though I was older, he recognized me and said that I was being a very bad girl and that he was going to

have to tell Mommy about all this. I was scared out my mind and then I realized I had nothing to be afraid of. I

could over power my mother if I had to, but I didn't want to. So I exclaimed that I wasn't afraid and went back to

the present. And apparently that was why I had to go back. Me realizing that there was nothing to fear now that I

was older was why I had to go back to my past. And then the door to the stairs just turned into a regular door.

Then when I went into the basement the guy who was with us got in a rage because he thought I was bringing a

zombie army with me. We went into the front yard and were yelling at each other and fighting with each other,

him wanting the zombies, me asking why they had to be dead. He turned into some larger, ugly form that was I

guess his true form. Then I realized he himself was dead. I somehow had the ability to tell a person's past without

realizing it. His involved a girl. To stop his rage, I kissed him, and then asked how he died. He told me that was

how. He'd gotten a kiss of death from the woman he loved. Then he looked very, very angry and swore an oath

to kill me. I happened to look up and see the moon, which was full. I pointed it out to him and said, "You can't

harm me. Your moon is setting. It's almost morning." (Apparently he was less powerful during the day.)

Then something happened that caused me to pass out. When I woke up, he was gone, and the front door was barricaded. I didn't realize it until after pounding on it and seeing that my fists were hitting huge teeth from a beast. I realized there was no way the girls were going to hear me pounding on the teeth, so I figured I'd pound on the bathroom window, which is right next to the porch. Before I did that, though, I looked up at the sky. I saw 10 moons. (Apparently that was a very bad sign.) Then I went to the window and hit it once, then decided to see if they'd locked it or not. They hadn't. So I slid it open and then slid my ridiculously skinny body inside. (I think I was a size 0 in that dream.) Then I went into the family room and saw the girls. I smiled at them and teased them for leaving the window unlocked. There were smiles and hugs, and I told them about the 10 moons. And then I just woke up.