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I had joined what I think was the Russian army, and so had my friend Shell. They'd taken us, along
with a group of women, to a big park, where they were going to train us. At one end of the park was a
huge hill, which had a ridge running round it about halfway up. We had to climb up to the ledge, then
use some weird grappling hooks to climb to the top. Then we had to run along the top, use the
grappling hooks again to climb back down to the ledge, then jump from the ledge to the bottom.
Shell and I got to the top of the hill fine, but when Shell saw the climb back down she got scared, and
said she needed the toilet, so she left. I started using the hooks to climb down, but the side of the hill
was really muddy and soft, so the hooks kept falling out. However, the mud made it easy to climb down
because my feet just went into the side of the hill. I climbed down in this way, pretending I was still
using the hooks, then jumped from the ledge. The soldier leading the course said I'd done brilliantly,
and told me to go and wait with the others. i felt like I'd cheated, but I carried on anyway.
The other women were all sitting round a pond, so I ran over to sit by it. There was a really fat woman
stood near me, wearing my favourite skirt. Suddenly, Simon Pegg walked over to me and started
chatting. I was really excited and we were getting on really well. Shell came back from the toilets then,
and started waving as she ran towards me. I knew she'd try to steal Simon Pegg from me, so I
screamed. She reached me and asked me what was wrong, but I said nothing. Then she started flirting
with Simon, so I had a strop and walked off.
Ok, I don't even like Simon Pegg very much, so I don't know why i was so jealous!!
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I was at home, and I'd just gotten out of the shower. I put on a dressing gown, and wrapped my hair in a towel, when I heard a knock on the door. I went to the top of the stairs, and could see someone through the frosted glass at the front door. I thought it was my mum, so I went downstairs to let her in. When I answered the door, I saw it wasn't my mum, but a man in an orange T-shirt. He asked if my mum was home and I said she wasn't. He was creeping me out, so I started to close the door, but he stoped it with his hand and pushed it open. I was really scared, and he pushed me out of the way and came into the house. Eventually, I realised he was a bailiff, and he said he was there to collect some things my mum owed him. I was worried that he'd take my things, so I asked if he was entitled to take things I'd paid for, and he said he wasn't. I was relieved, but he started loading my mum's stuff into a van, and I felt guilty. I realised my mum would have to be told, so I went to find her in a supermarket. I can't remember if I ever caught up with her.
Later on, I left the supermarket, and wandered to another part of town, where there were some ruined buildings. The buildings were really old, and looked like ancient temples. I met up with a group of my friends - people I don't actually know in real life, two of whom were Caroline Quentin and Martin Clunes. We had known about the ruins for ages, and often hung out there. We were also making a television programme there. We were sitting in a big ruined hallway, when we heard laughing and talking from another room, and we realised that other people had discovered the ruins. We discussed this, and eventually decided that we would have to stop hanging out there, and stop making the programme. We all decided to meet up one last time to make the final episode. We went to a back entrance to the ruins, and went to a hole in the ground. I knew that we had to climb down through it to get to the area we filmed in, and that we always took that route. Caroline went down the hole first - she climbed in feet first, and had to climb backwards. I went next, and when I got into the hole I remembered that it was full of water. For some reason, I was scared, even though I'd made the journey dozens of times before, so I climbed back out. Caroline crawled back up to the entrance again to coax me down, and I saw that it wasn't just water we had to crawl through, but mud. She was covered from head to foot in dripping wet mud. I knew that I had to crawl through the mud too, and that once I reached the other side it would all dry and disappear, but I was still scared. I was also upset that we were making our last ever programme.
I think Caroline Quentin was in the dream because the day before I was discussing how someone had told me there was a resemblance to her in an old photo of me, and Martin Clunes was there because I assosciate him with her.