When I was about 4 or 5 I had a dream where I was playing in the front yard and this huge beastly werewolf popped out and smacked me to the ground and it hurt I got back up and ran. That entire dream was spent running from the werewolf who would always seem to find me no matter where I hid. Oh and he used a chain as a weapon that's what he hit me to the ground with the first time. That has to be my worst nightmare. |
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