Sooo I am standing in this funeral parlour room in front of a coffin. I'm about four-years-old. The people in the funeral parlour were standing around the coffin in a semi-circle facing me, they told me that if he wasn't in the coffin, he was undead or a vampire or something. So, they opened the coffin and we could all see that he wasn't in it, so then they all turned and looked at me at the same time, and they all had the same eyes.
And then I woke up.
Now what was really terrifying about it is that when I would have the dream, I would know it was coming and so when it got to the point where they were about the open the coffin, I would try and open my eyes, like at that point I knew that I was dreaming the same dream, but every time I tried to open my eyes, I was really just shutting them tighter and tighter. And for some reason I couldn't just make it a lucid dream and turn it around on them, I had to just sit through the dream until it was done before I was 'allowed' to wake up.
My subconscious is evil.
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