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i finally had a dream other than that one in maine, i had it last night, but i had a different one this morning. ok i was wearing a life vest, like you woudld on a boat, but i was in a gymnasium, and i was floating in the life vest, about six feet from the floor, but i moved around just fine. and this one volley ball guy kept knocking me around like a beachball with his friends, and i tried to call to their coach but i couldnt shout, it was weak.. almost like i was trying to do it while asleep.. perhaps i was actually making these weak calls, maybe i wasnt that deeply asleep, well that's all i have on that, anyhow, he grabbed my ankle and pulled me down to the floor and let go, and of course i went flying off in some dirrection and landed.. sort of.. bouncily.. in the bleachers. then i was in some secret underground earthen room in my grandmothers house, below the basement. and a girl i know sam and i were looking for clues, and we found THE peice of evidence, a piece of powdery iron with file markings in it, hey.. in my dreams.. it's possible. this evidence somehow pointed to my uncle tim, but i didnt know what the crime was, and when i tried to tell the adults what i had found and what it meant they ignored me.. again i cried out for attention, but nothing came out, a weak, "li..en to m.."pretty soft, and they wouldnt listen.. simply would not listen, well thats when i woke up, give me your thoughts.
i would especially like to hear about the weak calls, anyones thoughts on that..
i would especially like to hear about the weak calls, anyones thoughts on that..