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Last night, I had a weird dream. I dreamt that I was in my elementary school gym, sitting there and waiting for a dentist appointment. Meanwhile, I was arguing with my brother over if there was poison ivy in the forest behind our house. We were fighting to the point of punching and kicking, until the principal told us it was time for my dentist appointment. I walked into this room, and it was so weird; some people were getting haircuts, and others were getting their teeth cleaned like a normal dentist. One of the girls on my swim team named Sabrina was the dentist. Oh great. I sat down in the chair, and she just counted my teeth with this metal thingy and said I was good. Yay! Then, I went home and my mom said that my brother, sister, and I had to go to bed. It was only 2 in the afternoon! She sprinkled some magic dust on us, and we fell asleep until it was two the next day. I woke up, and I was eating different colored tortilla chips out of a plastic baggie on the top bunk of our bunk bed. I was rotating like a clock around the bed, and for every different side I was on, I ate a different colored chip. I kept rotating around and eating different colored chips, and the crumbs were falling down the sides of the bunk bed. Some even landed on my brother, who was sleeping on the bottom bunk. I hoped he wouldn't notice or freak out, so I just ate the chips until I woke up. The End.

I had a dream that (it was my high school swim team again, along with my family) and we were in the sanctuary at the church where I went to preschool. Everyone was wearing their church clothes. The pastor pressed a button on this remote and a projector screen thingy came out. He turned on this video with fishermen fishing on a boat. Then, he started talking about when Jesus told His disciples who were fishing on a boat to pull up the net, and they didn't believe Him at first, but they did it. Then, the pastor went behind us and pushed the pews! He pushed us into the video! When we all sat up, we realized we were on the boat in our church clothes. The fishermen immediately told us to help them fish. It made me think of District 4 in the Hunger Games. My whole high school swim team was pulling on the net to bring up the fish, and it was CRAZY heavy. Meanwhile, this guy who's a junior on the team named Cyrus was playing his piccolo, and a fisherman told him to stop and Cyrus shouts, "No way, Jose!" so the fisherman made him walk the plank. "I'm a swimmer, you know," says Cyrus, "I'm not gonna drown!" Then his ex-girlfriend named Audrey who's the fastest swimmer on the girls team declares, "He's Cyrus Wallis, he can do anything!" The fishermen push Cyrus off the plank, and then they demand us to get back to work. We look down below to see Cyrus swimming the breaststroke into the huge net. Between him and the fish, it's extremely heavy, but we manage to pull Cyrus up to the surface and onto the boat. He's dripping wet, but we don't care. The fishermen ask us why he's on the boat, and we just say, "I don't know?" Then, they make us grab the live fish and throw them into the fryer alive. The fish were flopping around and they were hard to grab, so my friend on the team named Madeleine Brownfield let me use this trident like what Finnick Odair uses in Catching Fire. The fishermen get the fish out of the fryer and put them on paper plates for us to eat. The fish are whole, eyes and all. Madeleine and I both get a gross-looking plate of a whole entire fried seahorse and some slimy seaweed. We don't want to eat it, so we toss it overboard and then suddenly, we are back at the church. My dad is sitting on my lap. The End.

Dream 1:
My biology and drama classes were combined. I went up to the biology classroom with all of the kids in my drama class. A frog was strapped down to the table. My biology teacher told us that we had to scare the frog. If we scared the frog, it would scream in a froggy-like way and we would get an A. But if the frog just stared and didn't scream, that meant that it wasn't scared and we got an F. One of the girls in my drama class named Annaka screamed at the top of her lungs; the frog screamed as well. Next, it was my turn. I took a deep breath, and- AAAHHHH!!!!!!! I screamed at the frog. It just stared at me. I tried again, even louder. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I screamed so loud and I woke up to realize that I was actually screaming in real life. Then, I just started cracking up.

Dream 2: Once, I had a dream that I was in the Hunger Games at my high school (I'm a freshman) and my evil swim coach was Clove and she was killing me with a knife.

Dream 3: I dreamt that I was on a boat with my marching band. We were out in the middle of the ocean and I kept telling this drumline captain named Gene Hayes that a storm was coming but he didn't listen to me and we all had to ride on these baby sharks even though we were on the boat.

Dream 4: Once, I had a dream that my swim team was riding in an old-fashioned wooden train and we were watching Catching Fire (my favorite movie) on a flat-screen TV. My coach kept whacking the train conductor with a baseball bat until he was knocked out, and she drove our train off of a cliff and this guy on my swim team named Reed was singing "Sweet Escape" by Gwen Stefani and a giant floating carrot showed up in the middle of the tracks, so another guy named Drew got out and ate it right out of the air