I can't help but notice how I've had a couple dreams that kind of relate to death. I while back, I had a dream where people were reporting ghost sitings to my teacher. Why? I have no idea xd I don't see what a 7th grade teacher could do about it.
In that dream, I had a party. A little girl, and a little buy came [they were brother(5) and sister(7). Sister being eldest]. After the party, I walked them home [I'm walking down Horley St. for those of you who know who I am]. They kept telling me about seeing hand prints on there bed sheets, and seats [not a print in paint, more like somebody put there hand there, and made a dent]. As I walk them home, A van stops by. A window rolls down, and I see my friend. In the drivers seat, I see the special math program person. My friends asks me if I want a ride. "Sure . . . "
As I begin to climb into the car, the little girl I was walking home follows.
"Sorry, I don't think I can come. I have to walk these guys home.", I tell her.
As I walk them home, we turn on an ally. I hear noise from behind me, and look back. I turn back around to find that the kids had disappeared O___O
"Oh, s**t!"
Can't remember much about the dream I had today, but I do remember this one part. I was on the skytrain[TRANSIT IS TOO OVER PRICED!] with my. There are a bunch of apartments on the steep hills. The hills were probably the hight af an average high school . . . maybe a little higher. In front of one apartment, there's a grave yard O___O Betcha nobody wants to live there D;
I only remember that after reading Zombie Loan xD
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