#anyways we had lots of family and friends overthe only one actually from real life being my grandmother and my mom
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had another nightmare about Art the Clown😔
#luckily this one didn't have any confrontation#basically it was sort of like a combination of Halloween and Christmas#and we were prepared for his sort of arrival like when you we had to watch out at some point#the dream took place in our apartment and it was exactly the same except slightly different like a little bit bigger etc#anyways we had lots of family and friends overthe only one actually from real life being my grandmother and my mom#and people are coming to our door because it's like sort of trick or treating or something (including the queens from All Stars 7??)#but we don't answer cuz we're sort of anticipating that Art is coming. and I keep asking my mom like;#should we go to the store while we still have time like should we do something other than wait around#by the time I speak up it's too late and now the dream focuses on just me mom my grandma and a young girl (the other people left i guess)#basically the girl saw a reflection of Art all the way from the garden or something we live on the second for by the way#and our windows face the backyard which is quite big and you can see our downstairs neighbors' porch just below us#so what we do is we go over to the window but we have to be careful that he doesn't see us now we're sort of in Art-survival mode#he's like hyper-aware and if he sees us he'll try to get to us#I take a peek out the window and I see Art looking at himself on a reflective surface. luckily he didn't see me and I hide again#my grandma asks what's going on and I tell her just don't let him see you. and then I remember that the door to the apartment is unlocked#in the dream our door was basically useless because there was a huge like hole next to it like a window with no glass#but I lock the door anyway and it makes the tiniest little sound#and in my mind I can see Art walking out of the garden and coming towards the house. The end#in my other nightmares he's fucking chasing me with a hammer and shit
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