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| 07 Nov 2014 08:02 PM
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I woke up with a horrible crick in my neck because of how much I was laughing while dreaming.
It's hard to describe, but here goes:
Basically it starts off as me trying to get some stuff outta my basement. Then I see this guy looking forlornly into his hands and when he sees me he quickly puts something away in his pocket, I can't make out what it is though.
So then he gets all aggressive and tells me "You better not tell anyone!" And I said that I'm going straight to the cops if he doesn't leave right now.
He tries to attack me and I push him back so I can run upstairs, when he suddenly stops and asks "Do you want proof?" or something like that.
At this point I have to explain why I was in his house.
See, I thought nobody knew where I lived. So I went over to his place on a whim without telling anybody. He's probably one of those guys who takes pictures of people...
But yeah, anyway, after giving him my story about how I ended up there he says "Hold on" and shows me some stuff in his room.
What do I see? Some really old photos, one of them being taken around when my parents were teens! It was completely unexpected and I was quite pleased to see such rare pieces of history.
But wait, things are getting weirder...
While flipping through these photographs, I see two people talking. One of 'em has dark hair (Probably my mother) and the other person looks exactly like my dad!
Even more surprising than seeing old family photos was learning that they looked exactly alike!
Anyway, I ask the dude who invited himself into my home "Who were they?"
And he answers "Those weren't just any normal teenagers!"
I didn't catch the rest of the answer since I got interrupted by the cops knocking down his door
I started freaking out, wondering whether I should take cover somewhere or jump out of the second floor window or run downstairs into danger...
But before I could decide anything, someone grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the open balcony door
They made their way onto the roof and told me to stay quiet while we snuck away from the police
When the coast was clear I asked where we're going
To which she replies "It's safer over here."
Over here turns out to be her house.
And here I am looking at this guy with dark brown eyes, light brown skin, blackish short hair, and a rather pale complexion standing outside my kitchen eating an apple
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| 07 Nov 2014 08:08 PM
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I'd like to point out that I never had dreams like that before.
In fact, this is probably my first dream involving my real life self interacting with another character besides myself.
This is also my first ever dream that lasted for an hour.
The whole thing felt extremely realistic. Like I've never experienced something so realistic as this ever before.
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| 07 Nov 2014 11:30 PM
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Wow, pretty cool eh?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QX8x1EaBwq4 - Get to work on your siggy kid.
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| 08 Nov 2014 02:22 AM
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Nice story,
Also interesting how you dreamed it.
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| 08 Nov 2014 12:46 PM
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Nice plot twist at the end
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