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dream:

My mommy and I were hanging out in her room on her bed, watching a movie. We were in a house that was a combination of the house my parents live in now, the duplex I grew up in, and a really nice and big house that you’d find a well to do family living in.

So we were watching the movie, and part way in, I decided to lay back under one of the covers to get more comfy. I had some kinda drink on the night stand with me. Think it was 7-up.

Then I was out in the garage. Maybe my mom asked me to go do something cause I was working on shutting the garage door. Not sure… don’t ya just hate shifty dreams?

But the guy next door was standing on his porch, yelling at this other guy who was throwing rocks at him. I yelled at the rock throwing guy I think, and rushed to get back in the house. I had to go through a little door with a combo lock on it. The guy ran into the garage throwing rocks at me. I didn’t think I could get in in time.

None of the rocks hit me, but I caught the 3rd or 4th one he threw at me while I was working on the combo. I got into the house and…

I can’t remember where it came in, but there was this one part to the dream where I went to my own room after the movie to go to bed or something. My mom was laying in my bed and she wouldn’t leave. I asked her why she wasn’t in her bed but I forget her response. That room was the room I had back in the duplex. Just thought I’d add that part in.

Sooo… I ran into the house, and ended up running by the front door. I quickly locked it and ran around with the rock, making sure all the windows and doors were locked. They I grabbed a phone and ran back to my room, which was the room I had where my parents are living right now.

My mom was laying in my bed in there and my dad was standing around or something. This all confused me greatly, but I called up the police and in my confusion, I thought I heard a male voice telling me to hold. So I lowered the phone from my ear and tried to tell my mommy and daddy what was going on. I turned towards my window and thought I saw somebody standing out there, but it turned out being my dad’s reflection. Now that I think about it… the reflection, at first, looked like the guy that is supposed to be my spirit guide or whatever. The guy that wants me to meditate more.

I hung up the phone cause the voice kept droning on and I thought it was some kinda machine. Right after I hung up, it rang. I answered, it was the same voice that had answered when I called 911. He asked what was going on and I told him more or less what was going on. He asked if I wanted to prosecute or something like that, but I couldn’t understand what he meant by it. Or stuff O.o