The Christmas lights were ablaze, the whole room was full of merriment. I turned to someone and laughed at a joke, and as I did something fell out of my mouth. I was horrified at first by the embarrassment of letting food fall out of my mouth, but when I looked down I realized it was a tooth. A tooth. I quickly put my hand to my mouth and covered it. I felt with my tongue and found the empty space where my tooth had been. As I felt around I noticed some of my other teeth felt loose. My horror was slowly spreading, flowing through my body and making my toes tingle. I quickly stood up and ran to find my mother. Laughter tinkled everywhere, and everyone's smiles seemed to loom huge in my face. Like the Cheshire Cat, mocking me with all of their teeth. As I ran down what seemed to be a never ending hallway, two more teeth popped out. I found a bathroom and looked in the mirror. Where the teeth had been there were only gummy, toothless holes. As I looked closer I realized that the places where the holes had been were rotten. My mouth was rotting. I shrieked loudly and sprinted down the now darkened hallway. I finally found my mother, and as I opened my mouth to tell her about my teeth another one fell out. As I tried to continue talking I found that I could not talk without all of my teeth. My words came out like a series of sounds with no definition. No matter how hard I tried I could not form words in my half toothless mouth. As my mother watched me, a Cheshire Cat grin spread across her face, mocking me without words.
And hallelujah this is the point where I finally woke up.
Talk about a stressful dream, right? As the fog of this nightmare cleared I started to assess the dream (after I checked to make sure I had all my teeth, of course.) Here are the things I gathered:
1. I never knew a dream about teeth could be so terrifying.
2. Second (and possibly most important), I never want to watch Alice in Wonderland ever again.
3. I wish I could take screen shots of my dreams with my brain, just like I can do with my iPhone and then post them on Facebook (because let's face it, it would be funny to see how I would look with half my teeth missing).
4. Lastly, I will never ever take mushrooms.
Apparently, dreams can teach some very valuable lessons.
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