One night, four of my girlfriends and I from junior high were invited to a sleepover from one of the most popular girls in school. After lots of laughs and food we all decided it was time to watch a horror movie, and knowing I didn’t like horror flicks, I played it off like I was tired during the movie and slowly fell asleep. Next thing I knew, I was dreaming about a haunted house. In my dream, there were two guys in this house and one of them was really terrified to stay in the house and started to run outside.

But the other guy stopped him and pulled him back inside. He told him to not let this house intimidate him. The guy who was scared planted his two feet firmly, put his two fists up and yelled to the house… “Come on, house, because I am not afraid of you!” The next thing I know, I started to laugh out of control. I was laughing so loud that I woke myself up and when I opened my eyes, to my surprise all of my friends were staring at me and asking me what was wrong. Apparently, I was laughing out loud for about two minutes before I woke.  – Giggles in Sackville