When I was younger I had this repetitive and very distintive dream. It was dark out or the sky would be reddish. I was in my back yard that was surrounded by a fence. I had a small shovel and I was digging. There was a floating, beach ball size eye. It was red and black. I was it's slave and if I stopped digging it would get mad. I would try running and hidding behind my garage but it would find me. So I would run and jump the fence in the back yard and run throgh people's yards and I would run and run untill I couldn't reconize where I was. I found a hiding spot. It would find me. It was always there. And I would wake up. The dream always had a nightmareish feel to it. I would also have dreams like this, but instead of the eye, it would be a dark, muscular man trying to kill me.
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