I was in the third grade. I had been having the same nightmare for weeks(sometimes more than once in a night). My poor mom was worn out from staying up with me and she kept telling me that it was just a dream. Dreams are my world and I could do anything that I wanted to make that monster go away. Here is the dream where I made him go away.
Barnabus Collins was in my room.(for you younger people Barnabus was a vampire on a tv show called "Dark Shadows") I stood up and told him that he was in my dream and he couldn't hurt me and then I spit tobacco juice right in his eye.
I never saw Barnabus again after that night.