Last night I had a dream. This wasn’t just any dream. This dream was short and extremely frightening. I dreamt that E.T. the Extra Terrestrial burst into my room while I was sleeping. He showed me a button and pointed to it. He made it very clear that if I pushed the button, he would go home. Now I wanted this creepy little space traveler out of my room so, naturally, I attempted to push the button. Unfortunately, I could not push the button so easily. It took all of my strength to lift my hand out of my covers to push the button. Suddenly I woke up and my hand was where it was in the dream when I pushed the button. Was I dreaming or am I somehow the only way this little monster could get home? I am still freaked out by that dream and I will always have an extreme fear of aliens, especially the friendly ones.
“E.T.” was one of the first movies that made me cry out of fear. I was only about six when I saw it for the first time. I hated it then and I hate it now. It was, and still is, one of the scariest movies I’ve ever seen.
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