I was on Hiram's campus, and there was a large lake. On the lake was a small island with a building where a professor lived and held classes. It could only be reached by row boat. I went there with my mom to visit the professor. We talked to him in his laboratory, and then when we left I realized it was much bigger than I had thought, and there was a large basement and an auditorium. In the auditorium an acting class was taking place with high school freshmen. A storm started and I was afraid that we wouldn't be able to make it back to shore, but it died down quickly. Back on shore I noticed someone in my car drive by, and I ran after her but I couldn't catch her.
My parents and I plus Jeremy and some other people who I was friends with just arrived at a water park in my mom's car. Lockers weren't available so we had to decide what to leave in the car and what to take with us - I decided to leave everything except a towel, and I also brought a notebook and pencil. The car was parked and we went into the park. While we were walking into the park I realized I had my slippers on, so I ran back to the car to take them off and switch to a pair of sandals. And unfortunately after getting them I forgot to lock the door.
In one of the park's bathrooms, in one stall there was a strange little creature that looked like an ugly dog who would drink your pee if for some reason you weren't able to get onto the toilet.
Later in the day when we returned to the parking lot, the car was gone - someone had stolen it. I freaked out because my purse was inside as well as my clothes and shoes. I knew it was my fault, so I decided I would try to get it back. I found a police officer and told him our car was stolen, and then went off on my own to see if I could find it. I borrowed some clothes from someone else and changed out of my bathing suit. I took my notebook to write down any information I could find and started walking down the street. We were in a city, and several blocks away from the apartment where I was living with my parents. I decided to walk around and ask people until I ended up back home.
I wasn't able to find the car, but after I got to the block where I lived, I wasn't able to find the right building. I was able to fly, and was floating around back and forth down the street, but the building where I thought we had lived (#24826) had changed and it no longer looked familiar - it appeared to have been abandoned for a long time. The door was broken, and inside the carpet was gone, the plaster was falling down, the wood was rotted, etc. And strange heavy chains were hanging down from the ceiling. While going back and forth down the street I had friended a young girl who had offered to help me. She had a cell phone and I used it to call my parents, but it said the number had been disconnected. I started to get very worried and frightened. I decided to enter the building where I thought I lived. Once inside I struck with a force of cold air, and I heard growling coming from upstairs. The lights were all broken, and I couldn't see well. I called out - "Hello?" several times, but no response. My friend informed me that the building had been possessed by a demon, and that we should leave. I was determined to find out what was going on, and I didn't want to be afraid. So I called out to the demon that we wouldn't hurt him, and that I just wanted to know where my parents were. He growled back at us. My friend was very afraid and insisted that the demon would kill us if we stayed, but I suggested that the demon was actually just sad and scared himself and needed a friend. I asked the demon what his name was. There was no reply so I suggested that I would call him Charles. We heard a retching sound and thick white goo dripped from the ceiling. I took that as a "no". I then suggested the names Robert, Matthew, and Daniel - he didn't like any of them. My friend suggested Damion and got the same response. I then said that a name didn't matter - what was important was that I wasn't afraid of him (this was a lie) and that I wanted to help him. He appeared at the top of the stairs - he looked like a human man, but was 9' tall, very muscular, and had an extra set of arms and pointy teeth. I started walking toward him, saying calming things and assuring him that he would be ok. As I approached him the building began to change - the lights came on, and the floor and walls began to heal. The carpet reappeared, and the chains were sucked back into the ceiling. And then I woke up.
Several people were sledding down a hill, and one boy was holding a large razor blade in front of him. It slashed through two people - killing a boy instantly, and wounding a girl. The people I was with immediately grabbed the bodies and rushed into the woods to bury them, so no one would know what happened. The girl was still alive, but I helped them bury her anyway. She kept trying to get out of her grave, but we didn't want her to escape. But then I noticed a pattern of lights on the ground - all over the ground were little green dots, evenly arranged in rows. Somehow I knew the lights were being caused by wasps, and that the wasps would be coming up from the ground at any moment. And sure enough, from each light a wasp emerged. We took off running, leaving the girl. We went into a building to prepare to go back, to finish the job despite the wasps. I put on a fireman's jacket and a strange folding helmet to protect myself, and found a hockey stick to use to fend off the wasps.
My mom had many fish tanks all over the house, but they were overcrowded or inappropriate for the fish inside. She had sharks, eels, and seahorses as well as more mundane fish. She had several small tanks with goldfish in them, and we got into an argument over it - I insisted that that wasn't enough space for them, and that each one should be in a tank that's at least 10 gallons. She said I was wrong and slapped me. But then I realized she had gotten bettas and goldfish confused, and she thought the fish in the small tanks were bettas. I explained that they were actually goldfish and so they really DID need more room.