I've only had one nightmare in my life that I can remember. I made a bet with some kind of strange creature in a ghost town, I bet that I could withstand more horrible scenes of people dying and suffering that he could, and if lost he could kill me. And I'm amazed of what terrible things my brain could show me. I woke up before I won or lost. I mostly don't remember the usual dreams, but they are very strange. Such as one with two ducks, a midget and a giant guitar. And that my dad won lots of cash and spent it all on fake nuclear bombs filled with raspberry jam.
I'm addicted to dreamcatchers.
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