I had last night a peculiar nightmare, that somehow I managed to deal with and it ended well. I feel the urge to talk about it.

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For the context, I was in a wild room, the kind where you organise wedding party after the church/cityhall part. The room was bright lit, all the lamps on. In the middle, 3 long tables with white table clothes were forming the letter U. I was sitting in the center, outer side. To my left was a teammate for a group project, and in front of me was a teacher/jury member. On the left and right tables were people watching us, maybe a public for the event. We were gathering here together, me and my friend for the final test, the teacher asking us questions. It was related to my school training, IRL.

Then things started to become weird. The teacher sounded suddently more aggressive, being rude. I looked at my right side, the people on the table were gone. The teacher continued and started insulting me. I looked at my left side and my teammate and the people on the other table were gone too. I looked back at the teacher and she was now doing a side split, putting her toes on the edge of the table, still being rude and insulting me. Each time the teacher insulted me, the room light became more and more dim. At one moment, I thought to myself "It is like The Exorcist".

After that, I did something unusual. I got up, walked to the teacher, then I took them like a toddler, my hands under their armpits, lifting them from the floor. Next move, I went to the right wall of the room , and softly put their back against the wall. I then say, looking at them straight in the eyes "I am not afraid of you", in a calm voice. The teacher was surprised and continued to insult me, but with less confidence and somehow became smaller. I repeated again "I am not afraid of you" and each time, the teacher shrinked a little more, their shape and form deteriorating. At one moment, they looked like a brown clay doll, without any settings or details, with some vivid red dust all over it. The clay doll was now 15-20 cm tall, had huge blank round eyes, sounded miserable, insulting me and crying in the same time.

Finally, the clay doll stopped talking and moving, and a pentagram appeared under it, where it was standing. The floor cracked open, red and orange light emerged from the hole. The clay doll was dragged into it and the hole closed, as it was never there. A few seconds passed and I woke up, my heart pounding in my chest...

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If I can face my nightmare in the eyes and don't give in to panic, I'm sure I can face too problems and trouble persons in life. I might not be the stronger, but by staying calm, not showing fear and not giving them what they want, I might win.