One dream that I remember so vividly was when I was at a rollercoaster park. I love rollercoasters now, but when I was younger I was scared to death of falling out. I was leading a group of people; some were my friends some were not. There was a huge, white, wooden rollercoaster, like the Comet at Hershey Park. I was leading the expedition under the rollercoaster. We were crawling under all the beams and posts of the wooden rollercoaster. There was an open grass area under the rollercoaster. I warned the group not to walk on the grass area, but a boy I knew named Mathew decided to walk on it. He fell through because it was a trap. He was at the bottom of dirt hole. People were trying to help him, but he was too deep. We kept moving. Eventually we crawled out from under the rollercoaster. Later we went on, what a seemed like, a smaller children's ride. We entered the ride. The people who worked on the ride asked everyone to take off their shoes. I was not sure why, but I followed. We got on, and started the ride. There were three other cars going at the same time, on different tracks. My rollercoaster car went around once. On the way back to the loading platform, were people get on an off, the car went around so fast, I almost came out. The car did not stop; it kept going around and around. Each time I was closer and closer to flying out. Eventually, the car was going so fast, I flew out. Right before I hit the ground, I woke up. I had this dream about two years ago. I do not know why I remember it so clearly.
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