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    An Unrelated Story

    by , 08-06-2010 at 02:12 PM (422 Views)
    06.08.2010
    I really have no title. (Non-lucid)

    NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

    I was at some airport. I was on some pathway at it, and the pathway was floating. I looked down off the pathway, and I saw a dead hooker. I think she looked like the magician's assistant on America's Got Talent. No, she isn't. Something is different. It was night time. I walked to the airport terminal, but I decided not to go in. I walked back down the path, and there was the hooker walking next to me, and her killer in front of me. I knew something was different about her. She had black hair, and she was African American. She even randomly told me.

    The killer was black, too. He wore a jacket, and some hat. It was gray. At least, I think. It was dark, so I may be wrong. It could've been another color. The hat was made of leather. I decided to avenge the hooker, so I pushed the killer off of the path, and he died. She was shocked that I would do something like that. I told her that she had to do me a favor, and walk home with me, because I was afraid to walk home alone.

    She said okay, as it was only three to four miles away. We walked, but didn't say much to her. The first two or three miled was fine. She was gone. I guess she ditched me. I was walking along the side of the building, where a creepy guy with an afro was following me. The building happened to be a gas station, that looked almost exactly like my Quick Chek. There was nothing in the store, except the stuff used to hold all of the food. It made me angry, so I went home.

    I don't remember walking home. It was as if I appeared at home. I don't know what type of pants I was wearing, but I had a white shirt on. In fact, the five other people had a white shirt on to. I think four of them were girls, and one was a guy. We were in my kitchen, but my kitchen counter was gone. We had a ball, and decided to throw it to each other, but everyone had to throw it differently. I threw it normally to the first girl. She then kicked it to the next girl. The next girl had to throw it backwards to the guy.The guy then had to throw it lightly to the girl. I don't remember how she throws it to the last girl. Anyway, on the way back, the kicking girl somehow starts to run and seems to fall down the stairs, yet she is still running. It made me laugh.

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