• I had this nightmare last night that I want to share. Because this is a journal, and it's what I'm supposed to do. Right? So, it started when I was in this computer class for this agency. It as in this big warehouse room. Then somehow I got in this fight with someone, and we were fighting. He really pissed me off. I thew him into this room to lock him in there (The door was one of those heavy resto-freezer type doors) He threw a punch at me while i was shutting the door and yelled "Go To Hell" So I slammed the door and conveniently, next to it was a thermostat. So I turned it as high as it goes so He could burn in Hell. (It only want to 70 though.) But I guess when I slammed the door, I busted his head, and he fell to the ground. So I opened the door and saw him laying on the floor, split open. Then i turned the temperature to 0 (as low as it went) And shut the door. Then I heard a zamboni driving in that room. So I open the door to look, and it's running over the body. Crunching every bone. I freak out and go running back to the warehouse room. I see this other guy laying on the floor who I guess we got in a fight with, but I don't remembe it. He is still alive, but he was still and quiet, so you couldn't really tell from looking at him. But remembering the situation with him freaks me out, and I run back into the backroom where the other body was because the Zamboni already passed. The body was gone. But as I ran across it to get away, there were little tiny peices of flesh scattered all down the hallway. So I run over them, trying not to step on them all. As I get to the end of the hall, there's a door. But behind it, I hear a roaring, and then a loud Crunch. Like a woodchipper. The Zamboni guy was grinding up the half-alive guy. So I book it back down the hall. Because this guy is insane. And I find this dark area that looked good for hiding. I run into it and it's some kind of storage for cafeteria tables. So I run to the corner to hide, but half way down, Zamboni Guy opens that freezer-like door (Which is attached to the storage room). So I duck and slide, but I know he saw me. So I scream. (smart) He shouts "Kitchen Table Corner Kid can TALK??" (Backstory, apparently I'm this kid who can't/doesn't talk. Like, I literally say Nothing. And "Kitchen Table Corner Kid" is apparently my nickname from him because I would always sit in the corner of the cafeteria, in this little space made by the extra tables. Funny how that happened now, in the story.) So I scream again and run towards him. "Holy Crap, He speaks again!" And as I'm running towards him, I wake up. It was kind of creepy.

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