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SweetMae · 70-79, F
I am driving a car as fast as I can. The car behind me keeps getting closer. A big angry wolf is driving. Suddenly I am running for my life. (Dreams are funny that way) The wolf's big blood dripping teeth are snapping at my legs. I can't run any faster. The wolf becomes my father and it's tearing at my legs. That is when I wake up screaming.