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There was Andrew, Kenny, Ricardo, and Vicky. I gradually found out that my best friend Kenny had gone to see a Spongebob movie with Vicky, and it had lasted seven hours. “Why didn’t you tell me?!” I shouted at him. Vicky stood to the side looking guilty. Anxiety engulfed me; the realization that the only person true to me was Andrew made me flock to the younger boy in desperation. I started to slowly kiss his face, but petals formed where my lips intended on his skin. I exited the room; I glimpsed Kenny’s hurt face. I received a text that was elaborately decorated with newspaper cubes and strips, along with Kenny’s own dialog. He was hurting, and wanted forgiveness. “I was the paradox of a nun earlier, but you didn’t give me chance before you went over to Andrew and kissed his petals…”

Yeah it was about us! Me and my girlfriend were driving down I-35 in Texas for some reason and we just in deep conversation she had on a beautiful green dress that I love her in. All of the sudden she stopped talking and just looked ahead. It was night time and we pulled up on a really bad wreak! I asked her I wonder what happened and my girlfriend wansnt in the car with me any more. I jumped out and started running to the wreck and I couldn't get there fast enough and it was like I was running for hours. She was yelling from the wreck Jess help me help me and I couldnt reach her no matter how fast I would run

A tall, thin man with long black hair and a long beard, dressed in skin tight velvets, red and green, and long stockings, like in the Elizabethan period, holding a long bow was walking along the edge of my property, trying to call out animals to shoot. I saw him from my bedroom window and shouted at him, 'No hunting.' He started skipping and jumping along the edge of the bush, and ducked into tree cover. I ran down the field, and into the bush after him, where I caught up with him and two men, one dressed as the lion from the Wizard of Oz, and one dressed up as a bear. We all continued on our way through the bush, chasing bouncing, jumping deer, and yaks, and saw little sprites or elves (fairies) running along watching us. Suddenly I was back in my home, which I recently moved out of because my abusive husband and I separated, and he still lives there. His name is John. I was trying to explain to him what happened, and he accused me of sleeping with the man with the long bow. (Bow and arrows). Then I woke up.

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