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Dreaming; Night of
February 11, 1985 |
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6:05 |
1V (I think) and I were running from some police. We were doing all right until one old fat woman cop stopped our car and surrounded it with little kids. The others were closing in on us, so I hit the accelerator and squished over the little kid in front of us, leaving him broken and bloody. Else. (G)
2I was trying to get a ride somewhere and finally caught (literally) a friendly passing school bus. Later, I was gliding from cliff to cliff, trying to escape the deadly hippos that were attacking me. Else. (G) |
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