I had a dream,
Im standing in an old english house, with creaking floor boards, grey and worn, i notice the sun light beam throu 2 windows, i c no door, out of the corner of my eye i c three pieces of what look like cardboard or is it rubber, i cant be sure but they r black, they r racing up n down the room on the worn floor, i catch 2 easily but the third seems to be a lot smarter, it jumps and swerves my advances, i cant catch it, then all of i sudden i stand up straight n say "I want to help you" instantly it stops, im able to pick it up like a rose from a garden, i hold it my hand for a second to try and c what it is, then i feel a prsence behind i turn around n theres a boy sitting on a bed but there is no bed, only a shadow, the looks as thou hes floating but i notice a shadow of a bed on the wall, he murmurs something i cant quite catch, all i can recall is he had an english accent, short blond hair n was wearing a school uniform, i asked the boy "whats the matter" he replied "i Know...... then i awake with terrible indigestion.......... I usually dont remeber dreams, so any1 who has a take on this or any questions please reply? Is there something im suppossed to do? Some one looking for me? or i them i need to find?
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