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I remember my dream took place in a haunted house (again!). My mom was there, and I was driving her somewhere in a car.

Then I think there was something to do with voting. We voted for something inside a wooden box, it looked like a walk-in coffin. My other friends and family were there, too, but I don’t remember much more.

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