When I was younger, I found it quite upsetting when my friends began to share each other's dreams with one another. However, it wasn't just dreams that were shared among us... no it was much more than that. I found it both embarrassing and horrifying when it came to my turn to share. In the event of it all, I would open my mouth to speak, and then suddenly close it, as though i was trying to swallow back my silent scream. To sum it all up, at the age of 8, i unfortunately have never have a proper dream (one of which i could recall) or even a nightmare. I even brought it upon myself to watch scary movies during my weekend instead of completing