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From Shane Dawson, to Frogger, to Silent Hill and More!

Me and Shane Dawson are assassins. We are killing guards on a roof top trying to escape as we scale the black-windowed sky scrapers. We jump from roof to roof, scaling the scrapers until we are to the fourth tallest one, the three taller ones in front of us. We sit here, now safe from the guards, and have a picnic with his girlfriend.
He pulls out his camera and films the buildings around us. The black scrapers taller than ours suddenly light up with streaks of bright red and orange, a really loud bang sounding right behind us. Fireworks, we realize. He says to the camera that he almost wet himself because of the sudden bang.
Now me and Shane are in a Wal-Mart arcade and I see a machine with old style Mario. I stop a second to watch the screen to see if it would also display Frogger. Shane asks me why we've stopped, so I point to the machine and say, "Frogger. I used to love that game."
He smiles then takes my hand, leading me toward the exit. I make him stop. I pull him into me closely, which happily surprises him. I kiss his neck, then he kisses my lips romantically as he holds me.
Then I go home to a huge house. I live with my dad, and my dad recently bought a five story humungous house to accommodate for us eight half-sibling girls. I am on the phone with Shane as I walk up the drive past the lawn mower man, making it so I could barely hear Shane. I go up to my room, thinking the noise would be mostly muffled and I could talk to Shane easier. I find instead of quiet, a room full of girls setting up video game stations and computers, or playing with dolls. I continue to look around the house for a quiet place.
Finally I found one in the basement, and was able to talk to Shane until I was called upstairs. When I go to the first floor the house is now normal, and dad backs down the driveway in his red and silver truck (which is three sizes bigger than a normal truck) with huge white coach on an enormous trailer. He tells me from his window to help my mom with the garage sale in the driveway.
So, I help her put a big box of cigarettes and a lady buys 153 dollars worth. She pays with a four-hundred dollar bill. Me and mom are in panic mode trying to find 247 dollars for change. Our little change dispenser that works and looks like a label maker, only spits out a one dollar bill. We go over to dad, who now has the couch off the trailer and a large boat loaded onto it for our vacation.
We ask if he has money and he angrily shrugs. "You were supposed to take care of it," he says to me.
Enraged, I shove him and say, "I would have if it wasn't for you!"
He turns to my mom with fury, "This is the kind of shit she gets from you!"
I start tearing up and run into the front yard, down the ditch lining our road. The ditch is lined with dandelions and purple weeds. I feel wobbly like I was about to collapse, but keep going anyways as they yell at each other.
Then mom calls to me and says it was dangerous for me to run by the road, I could get hit by a car.
I turn the corner anyways, avoiding the tall, busy weeds and the drain in the ditch. Once out of sight, I plop down on the hill of the ditch nearest the road. I see a wood cut-out I made for Halloween hanging on the fence I forgot to take down. I try to think of how I could place it better on the fence next year, maybe right on a tree or next to it, rather than thinking about my parents fighting.
Then, I was in the basement of the huge dad's house again, waking up, and Shane was standing nearby. I smile and say I remembered my dream. He smiles back and says, "Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah, there was an old Frogger." I stand up.
He looks bummed I didn't remember us kissing, even though I did. I push him up against the shelf full of food and press my body against his. I kiss his neck, and his kisses.
Suddenly I push him away and run, distressed. He has a girlfriend! What am I doing?! Though, I do hope he will chase after me. I hide on the bottom shelf of our white, metal shelves. I see his friends as little miniatures run by, then he comes. I'm now the size of a teddy-bear. Shane find me and picks me up. The basement is flooding with water.
Now I'm Shane, pulling myself along with me through the foggy blue water, swimming up toward the surface. "I" carry a big bucket of sand and a big bag full of shells, and a hose wrapped around "me". It isn't a problem until we are circled by barracuda. I tell "her" to drop the bag and the bucket. "She" lets go, and I am able to swim much faster. We make it to the stairs, which are the stairs at my Aunt and Uncle's. Halfway up, I feel something wrong. I swivel and tell "me" to be perfectly still. She doesn't listen. I tell her there is something in the water. I tap my foot gently on the water's surface, and see a green smoke-like mist come out of a pipe. I take "my" hand and snatch "me" out of the water. Quickly I untangle "me" from the hose that is still in the water.
Now myself again, I look back and see an invisible man come out of the water, and suddenly become visible. He wears a black cloak and a scream mask. We shout until we get to the top of the stairs, where dad says its a friend pulling a prank on us. Shane talks with him and my mom in the kitchen, and I go back to the top of the stairs.
I tell the man to bring up the hose. He sloshes around, grabbing the tangled hose, when suddenly it snaps around him and jerks him out of view into the hall. I whimper as I hear his body being torn apart, and look up to my mom and dad. I know what is to come next. I look back at the stairs. I am now just a little girl around five or six. I see a girl of like age crawling up the stairs in the bloody scream mask and cloak. She carries a porcelain girl's face mask in her hand, with blood coming from its' eyes. We walk into the kitchen together. No one can see the slumped girl but me. I say, "A girl's spirit with no face wants to take mine."
My dad says, "Probably her mother did it. Stole her face, so now she wants yours."
I shake my head. "I don't think so." Then I see the story I tell him. "I think she had a friend who saw ll the attention her friend got from her pretty face. The envious friend had the pretty friend sleep over and while she slept, the friend would measure the pretty girl's face. Then, one night, using her mothers sleeping pills to know the girl out, she cut off her face and put it on her own. Once the pretty girl died, she went on to kill another pretty girl for her face. Then that girl's spirit would kill another girl for her face, and so on. Now, I am the next target." I look down at the girl, who now I can recognize from Silent Hill. She smiles and nods.

Relative to Real Life~
Night of November 12th, 2012
Real-life characters: Shane Dawson, mom, dad, Silent Hill girl.
Dream-created characters: Shane's girlfriend, lawnmower man, all half-sisters, Shane's mini-friends, man in scream mask.
Real-life places: Dad's house, Uncle's house.
Dream-created places: Skyscrapers, Dad's mansion,
Different than real life: I don't know Shane in real life, not an assassin, don't have any half-sisters, I'm not really all that attracted to Shane, and I would NOT kiss any guy with a girlfriend ever!
Reasons:
I was sick while dreaming this dream, which always makes my dreams intensely strange.
Shane = watched his videos before sleeping
Assassins = I've been playing Assassin's Creed a lot.
Skyscrapers = My story that I am writing involves skyscrapers and so I've been looking at a lot of pictures of them.
Old Arcade Game = Played on one at a restaurant not long ago.
Precognitive: No experiences.
Reoccurring dream: No.

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