I had a great dream last night. Some of it was weird, but some of it was great. I was in the house with the room that I am always terrified of, but I had to go into that room. There was a witch in the room, but I stood my ground and said the prayer the Our Father. Then my mother came and gave me communion and the witch was gone. I can only hope this means that the nightmare room has disappeared forever. I'll see!