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Dreaming; Night of
November 20, 1982 |
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6:19 |
I was in an English class that was set up wonderfully. There was an old system of caves next to the school, but no one thought it extended very far inward. I discovered with the help of a few classmates (S is all I remember) that inside there was a ten mile cavern room and that it was filled with a medieval castle. Some bad guys were keeping people prisoner there. The way I discovered the way in was that there was an old shed next to the school on the cliff's edge. Merlin [my dog at the time] got lost and I got up there to find him. I fell off the cliff's edge but caught hold of a vine and swung into an opening that proved to be a doorway. I got out and came back with a band of friends and rescued the prisoners. One of the female guards had set up some sort of a friendship with one of the prisoners and after we released her, she asked her to do her pencil trick one last time. So she handed her a pencil which she promptly broke. Then she grabbed the bad gal's finger and broke it. The bad gal said, "Aw...and that was my favorite hand." After rescuing everyone I was a hero. |
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