A few nights ago I had a dream about a haunted house made of pumpkin that had sprung up out of the ground off of a deserted road on the outskirts of town. It was said that when locals tried to destroy the pumpkin house, it would regrow over night with the spirits haunting it angrier than before. No one would venture into it, but the dream ended with me trying to work up the courage to step inside. Not sure if it would count as a nightmare because in real life I would dart into the first giant haunted pumpkin house I came across.
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