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I dreamt that I was inside of an apartment building in a room that seemed to be mine. Inside of the room was a bed, a closet, a dresser, and a ceiling fan (It looked exactly like the room from Silent Hill 4, if anybody knows what that is.) My friend Shannon Terrell was in the room and apparently I was dating her, for we were having a fight about our relationship. After the fight, she stormed out of the room, giving me the time to decide to fake a suicide. I guess I was secretly a superhero, for I decided to use that to my advantage and jump out of a window that I could survive that other humans could not. So I jumped out of the glass window and used my Spiderman-like web slinging to fling myself around to the other side of a nearby building to watch for her reaction. I guess I got bored because I went down onto a balcony of the building and decided to get on my laptop.
Somehow I ended up in a family van filled with a family of rich people. The son was unrecognizable, but the father was the butler from the Nanny. We pulled into the parking lot of a grocery store, where I spotted a gigantic coloring book that was about the size of a mattress. I wanted it really bad, but the son claimed it for himself, which made me very jealous and mad. We then went to their golden mansion that hard a long, white paved garden with gigantic green bushes and a fountain, where we started unloading groceries. When I grabbed a take out box of mashed potatoes and, when I got near the mansion’s giant doors, opened it up to find half of it gone and a letter that said “Sorry, the birds got a hold of it” along with the son’s name (Which I can’t remember.) I showed it to the dad and he got very angry because we knew that it was the son that ate the potatoes, not the birds. The father grounded the son and sent him up to his room, which caused everybody inside to celebrate. Nobody liked the son, and they were happy to see him finally in trouble. In the midst of this celebration, my friend Lindsae Zielinski came up to me and whispered in my ear “It was me.” For some reason those three words explained EVERYTHING, including the fight between me and Shannon, so I wasn’t mad at her anymore.
And that’s all that I can remember.
-Alex