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Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Tuesday,Sept-8-2009 @ 8:47 AM

this dreams involves a lot of wild life.So my mom purchases this big house in a wooded area.We go to check it out and there's many animals all over. as we leave,I look over at an open sliding door.I see what I think is a raccoon,,it's actually a wolf and it starts coming closer.We all run into a green van(the van we owned in the past).My oldest bro who lives near for some reason,ends up barely squeezing into the car on time. the dreams shifts to our Brooklyn apartment which as become infested with mountain lions,the way one would get a infestation of mice.So,I keep getting attacked!(yes,just me).At one point me and my sister are in our room,there are no signs of mountain lions at the moment.We are scared,so i decide that maybe spreading bleach around will keep the lions away.So i creep towards the front of the house to get some bleach.When I reach the front i see a mountain lion digging through a garbage bag,I run back scared as hell.the lion must of seen me because,next thing i know it's at out room door.I try to hold the door back,but the lion is too strong.it claws me through the door,I can feel it's oddly thin nails penetrate my scalp(I swear I felt this IRL).next the dreams pans to me in my room,I think im in a cast.My mother comes to me to tell me dinner is done,as she comes in a Iam just picking up a book called "How to avoid mountain lion attacks".The book has a picture of a moose with it's feet mangled,I never get to read it.My alarm goes off,and I wake up.

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