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I was at a park with one of my second cousins (who I haven't seen in over a decade). My mom was there too. We built a brick kiln and were planning on putting some silver dumbells into it. And I was like we've done that before, a long time ago. Then me and my cousin started doing bicep curls. I had some one pound weights and he had two pound weights and it seemed silly because the weights were so light and I dropped one of mine and didn't even notice and I kept on doing bicep curls.

Then I was on what was supposed to be monkey bars with a boy around maybe 12 or 13. But the monkey bars were more like metal trees lined up side by side, and too high off the ground. We were climbing across and it was difficult. The boy slipped and almost fell off and I am like "Are you ok?" He was ok. And after we got across I told my mom those were dangerous and would not work, because she was planning on letting her 50 and 60 year old women friends use them for exercise.

Then I went into the women's bathroom in the recreation building and all the stalls had either trapdoors, cabinets, or furniture and I thought there were too many hiding places in there where someone could peek at me so I went into the men's bathroom where there were just two plain stalls but then I left the stall door open and the bathroom door open and could see into the rest of the building. As I came out of the bathroom there was a janitor, a skinny man with messy gray hair, pushing a cart of cleaning supplies toward the bathroom and I thought I got out of there just in time.

I was in like a dance hall, but the dance hall was full of spirits/ghosts. The spirits didn't like what the new owners were doing to their place so they would cause all these problems and scare away customers. One man (light skin, light eyes, light hair...sounds familiar?) was the one who came up with an idea to make it a recreational center for kids. The spirits were pleased and satisfied with what was now going on in the building so they left. The End.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I stood before a doorway. The doorway was open, and it let in a lot of bright light. I was in some building like a recreation center. It felt kind of small. I also feel like I was in some kind of small town, but I can't say for sure.

Before me stood a few of the boys I used to do a volunteer project with. The boys were all dressed in white. I was talking with them about something. To illustrate my point, I asked the boy on the far left of the group, "How old are you now? 13?"

The boy seemed to be embarrassed by my question. I realized I had gotten the boy's age wrong by a year, and that still being too young or now being too old for something in particular was very important to the boy.

I laughed a bit in my embarrassment. I apologized and hugged the boy. I then realized that he'd probably think I was an idiot for hugging him. So I apologized for that too. The boy laughed and patted me on the back. He said the whole thing wasn't such a big deal.

Dream #2

I was walking down the street at night in a neighborhood that looked very much like my neighborhood. I was crossing the street and turning right along a corner. I sensed some man following me. I could tell he was going to try to rush up and attack me.

I kept track of the man's shadow. The shadow looked strange: long, and thin, more like one or two lengths of bendy sheet metal than a human form. As I sensed the man getting closer to me, I veered off the sidewalk. My plan was to cross over a small bank of snow and get some distance from the man so I could keep an eye on him and figure out exactly what he was doing.

But as I veered off, the man called my name. I may have stopped walking and looked back at him. For some reason, my hand was on a bicycle's handlebars. The man grabbed my hand. I got a good look at him. He was a black man with a kind of thin face, a shaved head, and thin eyeglasses. He wore a white hooded sweatshirt.

The man may then have lunged at me to attack me.