I was in a big house that I lived in it had up stairs and down stairs a hallway and dining room , kitchen and two bedrooms that was fully furnished, but one of them had a lot of dressers in it pilled up in the room then I went around and saw a third bedroom and then I saw a place where the washer and dryer which is called a laundry room and there was a big back porch , in the kitchen I saw a frigerator a freezer locker, coffe pot and fruit in a jar,and a cabinet with lots of dishes then some people came into my house downstairs and said they was there to clean my kitchen refrigerator they said they were told to do it, then one man was at the kitchen sink and said he wanted to cut the water off in the sink because he did not like to much water
A jar full of a liquid that is eaten with food in which is generally within my culture was in the classroom. Us asians, with a guy who I never talk to anymore and another who I talked to for two days and had a lot of fun, were excited about it. The whole class laughed when I said out loud that the jar was labeled instant cock. Suddenly I was washing dishes in front of the class, carefully explaining how washing dishes was similar to life. As I came across a large amount of dishes in my way, I felt overwhelmed. Then, I was teleported to a table. Tony was sitting behind me. I said to myself
"You have her, and you'll kill him." I started bawling and crying like crazy. Tony comforted me, rubbing my back as an attempt that was obviously in vain. He tried so hard to make me feel better as I was in his arms.When I stopped crying, he looked at my face, but I looked away. I woke up.
Terrorists kidnap two young children and leave behind a cold jar of pickles.
I was walking my dog down the sidewalk. I met up with two girls with a little black puppy, six weeks old. They said that it hadn't eaten in two days. I brought them into the house and gave them five dollars to buy a jar of baby food for the puppy. The next morning when I opened the front door I found the little black puppy sitting there. I brought him in and showed him to my husband. When I looked at him he had blood running out of his eye.
Zo leverde de opkomst van de Angelsaksen heerlijk gespreksstof op (Graeme Obree maakte zijn eigen fiets uit oude onderdelen van een wasmachine, echt waar!), was het smullen toen de Colombianen door de Alpen gingen dansen (Luis Herrera verdiende 抯 winters wat bij als tuinman, echt, geen geintje!) en kon midden jaren爊egentig het vermakelijke verhaal van de eerste Japanner in de Tour worden opgedist (Imanaka reed met een fototoestel in zijn achterzak zodat hij de fietsen en de technische snufjes van zijn concurrenten kon vastleggen).
Size 13 mens
Dreamt of mopane worms we were eating them and I had kep them in two long jars, I shared wit a few people I was with
Someone came into the house and into my bedroom while i was sleeping. i didnt move i wasnt scared just didnt move because it was so dark. after the person left my room i jumped up and realized they stole my change jar. I grabbed another jar left our room found the guy in my bathroom and demanded he return the bottle then i hit him with the bottle i was holding. i notoced the bottle he had was near empty only like twenty cents in it and said where is the money? you were just in my room no time elapsed that the money could be gone. he said, please dont hit me again and then said getting the money back would be a tough thing. and then i woke up.
I found myself at my childhood house on my fathers side. I wanted to buy it for sentimental reasons. As I looked at the house form the outside parts of it were falling apart in rubble. there was a bear in one of the rubbled rooms. Later I seen a lion and another zoo animal. I happened to think that the zoo was nearby and some of the animals must have escaped. I went into the house and there were old relics there from our home years ago. Most I didn't recognize but a ceramic jar which was now cracked. I went into the kitchen of the home and a realtor was there. As I was talking to her about trying to fix the home I turned around and my father was there. He still had hair and it was black and he had a neatly groomed beard, which he never wore in life. He looked young and healthy and smiled at me. I turned and hugged my father and cried a little as I was so happy to see him. I turned to the realtor and whispered to her; "you don't understand, my dad has been dead for about ten years and I am so happy to see him." I didn't want him to hear as I was afraid if he did hear me, he would have to leave. I looked at the realtor and asked her if the city was giving out any money to help fix dilapidated buildings and she said no, but I could have it for the back taxes.
Candy in a jar
I was standing and there were buzzards flying and diving. there wasa jar filled with buzzard feathers. there was a barn and it was collapsing. we were talking about smoke and steam. i could not speak.
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