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Supernatural returns tomorrow. thinking of all the possibilities made my head hurt! mom leaves to California on Monday to spend a month with my brother and his family. Yes, i am aware there is a Supernatural convention next month but nevermind that.
i had this cool dream that comes in three part. its bit awkward when i think about it but it was a fun dream. first was about Smallville. (im up to season 5 right now). since Clark was going to college, I decide to help out on the Kent farm. of course, i mostly handled the Talon while Martha continues doing whatever she was doing. one afternoon, i brought a box of fireworks to the field. martha told me to give it to Jonathan so I did. i then found Clark lying on this pile of fireworks. i called out his name and he got up confused. "i just died!" he said as if he wasnt aware of his own strength. then he looked at the button he held and pushed it. all of the fireworks went off while Jonathan was nearby. when i saw Jonathan lying in limbs, bleeding, i ran to the house to tell Martha. clark ran with me at his normal speed, making it there first. martha came out asking what was the noise. i told her to call for help. then clark just stood there looking cold and evil. "hey, mom, guess what?" "clark what was that?" "John is dead." he replied. before i could turn around, he snapped out of it and was like "omg, dad? what happened?"
next, they brought Jonathan to the hospital. i took clark and Martha to grab a bite at a resturant. Danny Trejo was our server and chef. he brought my plate- eaten chicken fingers and mini fries, almost the plate was empty. i went up to him asking what did i do to make him eat my food. then last thing i know, clark too care of him. obviously whoever possessed clark earlier killed the dude.
third was probably not related. but there was a baby. a ginger baby with blue eyes. it was the child of Clark and a friend of mine. i babysitted it.. uh him. he was only 2 months old but he was big, crawling and walking, laughing, and knew a few words. he was freaking me out. but when other people are around, he became a normal 2 months old baby. so i purposely dropped him in front of everyone. to my luck, he sat up and cussed at me. that made everyone looked at me and say "oh jesus, she was telling the truth the whole time. shes no freak." it made me think they thought i killed Mr.Kent, burned the field, and made clark knocked up somebody.
i woke up before it could continue any longer. im typing this while im taking a dump. so yeah. later.
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