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I remember I was flying about this sandy beach, the waves gently lapping at the shore. It wasn't on my own, no, there was some sort of hang-glider I was using. From how high up I was, I could see these red and white specks littering the sand, half-buried. I descended a bit, and discovered they were pokeballs! I heard a soft whooshing noise, and another plopped down a little ways away from me. I glided along this trail until I looked up, seeing a male figure in the distance with a bazooka-type instrument, propelling these red and white spheres toward me. He turned tail and I gave chase. It was broad daylight, so I had no trouble following him to a sort of playground-like place by, believe it or not, a burger stand. When I caught up with him, we perched on the top bar of the swings, and when he smiled it was if a fog had lifted and I saw my friend Jericho. His cousin appeared and we had a rather lovely conversation about how our lives had gone, though I don't quite remember specifics. Jericho's cousin left to procure some food from the burger stand while Jericho and I just sort of hung out... Then, the burgerstand stood up. Kind of like a transformer. It was that shock that woke me up.

I am walking into a very large kitchen like in an old war camp or something. Then i guess im walking with a little house on the prairie character. weird right? any ways this little boy whos like ten likes this little girl in the kitchen, also about ten. now she wants to show us the ice cream selection. again weird!!! so we go look and there are like 40 different tubs full of different kinds of ice cream on a counter layout type thing and one is missing. where it was supposed to be was this big hole in the layout. the little girl reaches in and is pulled into the hole. now in horror movies you know how they have the shower scene where its all fogged up and then you see the hands and face come up and freak you out, well thats what happened. she was behind the now somehow empty ice cream tubs. then somehow i figure out that shes like pure evil and shes trying to lure this little boy into her creeptastic little lair and eat him alive or something, so i try to get him out but he doesnt believe me that shes bad and doesnt want to go. then i finally realize that im dreaming and try really hard to wake myself up.

I dreamed that I was looking through my grandma's biscuit and cake tins, but I wasn't in her house. I found them and I ate a cookie type biscuit but I don't know what it was. I then saw a lot of left over cake, from a birthday of one of my students (also imagined) it was very richly made with lots of expensive choclates decorating it on top and within the layers. Yet when you ate it it was like eating clouds. I was so light and not at all sickly sweet. I took my time looking over each piece hungrily; as I was eating a piece I was caught, but I couldn't tell you who caught me. I woke up at this point.

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