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Thursday, June 2, 2016

Saved by the...paper?

6-1-16

I dont remember much. I remember dreaming of moving into this beautiful ivory colored house. It sat up higher than the other brick houses in the area. Had to climb a curved black metal staircase to get to door. I also remebering working in a clothing store that had a meat section in the back. Went 'home' aftet and there was this creepy guy who kept trying to get in the house. I let him for a drink, but then i sent him right back outside. He was like deathly skinny, dressed in black, dark eyes, and greasy emo styled hair. All he wanted he said was some tea. All i gave him was a shot glass worth then quickly made him leave. My husband didn't want him in the house at all but I felt bad for the guy. After he left, he went to talk to the guys, what seemed like, dad. Wanting him to never to come back to our house again.  I went for a walk and ended up running. I ended up i this old western styled post office that was revamped by a oriental lady to a small gift shop. She had a special paper that alowed her to stay in the neighborhood. If you dint have one, these people were gunna remove you in quite the violent manner. I forged my name and address on hers. The saw my papers and angrily stormed off. I asked for a blank copy so I could have a a legitimate paper. As i filled it out, the building shook and i heard this deafening roar coming from outside. At first i was anxious while  filling it out, but after the roar, i felt a sense of piece as if nothing could bother me anymore. 

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