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This is a long one, I'll try and keep it short. Basically, when I was little, I used to be scared of Chucky. Right? Scary movies, you know, little childhoods behavior, right? And I had a dream about Chucky, and he was chasing me, and I was gonna die, and then, boom, I came to the realization that this shit isn't fucking real, and that I'm dreaming. And now I'm never scared of literally any movies ever because then I just realize, oh shit, it's a movie. See ya.
Eight soon as you want to lead us in a matter of this is all I remember by the way I had a nightmare and I was like four I've never done all this down so I don't remember any exact details so basically I was in one of my old preschools right now I was still a child is obviously with my dad was hanging up a light and he hung himself by the eyeball And then he was pretending to actually go well before that and I don't handrails everywhere and oh my God it actually
Okay, so the worst nightmare I ever had was I remember this one time where I don't think this is one of my worst ones but this is also like one that traumatized me as a little kid. So it was Halloween day and I was getting treats all by myself and then ghosts came out the house instead of chasing me and then the group space came out and started to type in media.
I mean I don't really get dreams anymore I mean I guess the last time I had a dream like a few years ago was the day after I was in a car crash and all I was in the car and just fell off the cliff just fell off