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The first dream I can remember is from some time around the age of 3. I remember waking up to find a bunch of paper Halloween skeletons dancing around my room. I called for my mother and when she came to the door, she froze with the look of total shock on her face.
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In 1st grade I snuck off from the after-school group with some friends and went down a ladder into a weird basement space. My friends locked me down there in the dark for a few minutes (there was a trap door above the ladder). I was pretty traumatized tbh
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I have a lot of ghost stories from when I was little which is really annoying and inconvenient to me because I obviously don’t believe in ghosts
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When my parents were together (I was 3-4) I used to listen to the air vents so I could hear when my dad got home. I remember one time late at night hearing a woman call my name through the vent. I remember my mom telling me I’d told her something similar several times before.
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(1/2) One time I followed my mother into the basement of our new home while she was doing laundry. It was a pretty large, creepy, unfinished basement.
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(2/3) After she went upstairs I remember telling myself I’d be brave and stay down there until she got back.
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(3/3) I was playing with my legos when I heard a clear, deep man’s voice ask me “whatcha doin?” and I remember responding normally thinking it was my mom’s boyfriend. It took me a second to realize nobody was there; and when I did I ran back upstairs frightened.
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One time in middle school I broke into an old abandoned farm house only to find the first floor almost entirely covered in 80s(?) Tide bottles. Still confused about this tbh
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In 2nd grade I made fun of a kid at school for wearing a clip on tie. I stole his tie and threw it on the roof of the school. I was also wearing a clip on tie.
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One time during mass I told my kindergarten teacher I felt sick and needed to go to the bathroom. She didn’t let me, so I had to puke in my cupped hands and hold what I could until she let me go dump it out lol
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