A dream that felt real

 A dream that felt real was  me being stuck in an elevator and I got scared which turned me into having a fear of elevators and cluatsriphobia. I was stuck inside an elevator and couldn’t get out. I became very scared. When I woke up I was shaken up and instead of taking the elevator the next day I took the stairs. That one dream gave me a fear of elevators and made me feel claustrophobic.

Summary: Today I did a newsela and wrote down the definition for vocabulary words

Reflection:I figured out how to read a passage and answer questions about the passage.

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