The ladder is another one of my worst dreams ever, one which I had during my stay at Kenilworth Clinic. I dreamed that I was out in a garden where there was a big high tree. A big group of guys came into the garden and decided they wanted to do a dare devil trick. They went to get a ladder, and leaned it against the tree and said they were going to see how many people they could fit onto this ladder. I warned them that it was dangerous but they would not listen. Slowly, they each climbed up onto the ladder. Once they were all on the ladder, they were all smiling at their achievement, when the ladder came crashing down. Everyone on the ladder died, all I remember seeing were all the decapatated heads of the boys, still smiling, but slowly the faces started to distort into dementor looking faces, filled with terror, but really looking real. I woke up from this dream at 4:30am and was so sickened that I could not go back to sleep so read my book until it was time to get up for breakfast.
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