I have a tendancy to have really stupid dreams and I don't know why. Anyway, me and one of my friends were walking about. We ended up in a swing park I have never seen in my life. It was futuristic, the slide had a tunnel queue, which moved the kids along. Then suddenly, we were in the local swing park. Then we met Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter, and his dad. They said something to my friend to annoy him, then they went away. A minute after this a big white rock came falling from the sky and hit me on the head, though it was very light. This led me to believe that people had catapults in their back gardens. When I got home, I found that my house was filled with christmas decorations, and there was a very strange man talking a load of rubbish. I got hit by another rock, listened to the man a bit, and I think that's where it stopped. |
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