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    1. Is It Rain, Or...

      by , 10-06-2011 at 04:36 PM
      I knew right off the bat that I was dreaming. Remember the doctor? She was in this dream and I got a closer look at her. Turns out, it was actually my grandmother. Both sets of my grandparents were there, and my old friend, Rikki.
      "So, is this...,"I trail off, and I look around at them.
      The doctor--Mamaw isn't as...unique...as this woman--gives me a look and says,"We all know its a dream. Why would it bother us?"
      I give her a look and think,"Ah...Well, considering how indecisive the characters in my previous lucid dream were..."
      Papaw--maternal grandfather--and the doctor start discussing stuff that I don't care about. Rikki smiles and says that she is really happy to talk to me again.
      "Do you still draw all the time,"she asks.
      "Yeah. All the time...It's wonderful being able to create characters and such,"I exclaim.
      Everyone is listening now.
      "Draw something for me, then?"
      I pause for a moment, then ask,"Um...What?"
      "A skeleton. Halloween is coming up and I want to scare my neighbors."
      "...Ah...Right...Sure."
      A skeleton wasn't exactly scary, but whatever.
      We talk about how we've been and then I walk into my paternal grandparent's living room. Grandma isn't talking about growing up in Germany for the millionth time, so even if I hadn't known I was dreaming, I would now. She offers me some chocolate chip cookies.
      "Nah. I've tried that dream food before and I am not impressed."
      They all laugh and the doctor exclaims,"That's because you don't put any effort into the food."
      I glare at her and say,"Well, my grandmother was the one who made the cookies."
      "It's your dream."
      "...I can't argue with that, I suppose. At least my visual sense is good,"I reply, looking around at the detail.
      "You're artistic, so all this is a given,"Grandpa says, taking a sip of his Miller...fruit juice. A football--American Football--game is on and he's watching it now. Football of both varieties does not interest me, so I turn my attention to Papaw. He walks outside and I follow him. All of a sudden, it starts to rain.
      I really felt sopping wet and as I turned and walked towards the house, I wanted to ask him,"Is this rain, or something else?"
      But, I woke up.
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