Last night I had a dream that my man and I were driving on the freeway, and we turned off on an exit...not ours, but something made us turn off. Then, all the other cars were going to the same place, so we followed. Everyone got out of their cars and ran up to a house. Turns out, a little boy was hanging off the balcony and his dad caught him by his arm. My man and I (I was holding my 1-year-old, too) walked closer, like everyone else, hoping to help get the boy down. When I approached him, this boy (about 10 or 12 years old) had tears literally pouring down his face and he screamed, "I'M THE LAST ONE!" His father wasn't SAVING him, his father was KILLING all his kids, and he was the last one. When I realized this father was crazy, my man and I began to run back to our car, and we heard the boy's neck break behind us. We got in our car, and the father began chasing US with a gun. He was talking to my man, trying to get him to fight, but he started the car and got us out of there. WOW!
2007-11-28
08:20:23
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