 The earliest dream I can ever remember is probably yhe scariest dream Iv'e ever had. I was at my moms softball game one day when I saw this cowboy riding his horse through the ravine just on the other side of the back fence of the softbell field. He was herding cattle just like he did every day. Of course I thought it was really cool because cmon, is a cowboy herding cattle. To my horror and devestation the cowboy was torn from his horse by a giant wooden tentacle. I looked over to the source of the tentacle to see a giant oak tree eating the cowboy alive. I watched stunned as the poor cowboy had his bones crunched and his entrails slurped down like angel hair pasta. Thats when I realized that the evil tree had seen me and was actually staring at me with three pairs of eyes. Slowly the tree began to morph into something different. Its wooden features became more fleshy and life like and the leaves began to turn int hair. The three pairs of eyes now seperated into three different bodies, two women and on male. The man began to speak to me about how they were witches who lived in the ravine and were tired of cowboys and softball players disturbing their rest and witchcraft. I told them that I had no intention of ruining their witchcraft but for some reason they didnt believe me. I started screaming for help and immediately my mom and her friend chesca showed up to see why I was yelling. Before they had arrived though the witches had transformed into their killer tree form again. I told my mom the whole story and all she did was get mad at me for playing too close to the ravine. I told her I would leave but she needed to give me a piggy back ride away from there. As we turned to head out the older of the two female witches seperated from the tree in the form of a 2 foot purple dragon. It started chasing me and just as i jumped up on my shoulder I woke up from my dream.
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