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This blog is about two people and their dreams, and a place where they can write them down so they wont forget, maybe one day theyll come in handy.

worst dream ever award 2009 by rob

ok i had a dream i was driving home, like normal. my sister and my friend were in my car. i notice that there was some construction done to the road i have to go down to get home. they increased the speed limit and added a ton more trees around it. i thought that was kind of neat. i went to turn down my street, but there were a couple cars parked on it blocking the road. i parked on the side and went inside to ask if they would move, but they were all talking gibberish and wouldnt listen to me. sooo i decided to just take a different road. i went up and turned into a different street, but for some reason the street was a barn. i tapped one of the walls and there was an explosion. we all rushed out of the flames and sat, staring. after the fire died down i noticed that my car was fine and we got our stuff out of the car. but it was surrounded by junk so we had to walk home now, carrying our stuff. we started walking down the first street with the blocked cars, when some giant beetles came out of nowhere and stole my stuff. i knew the beetles belonged to the man who was speaking gibberish and i went inside and yelled at him to return my stuff. he was understanding and was able to get my stuff back. so then we all walked home miserable, and i had to call a tow truck to get my car. then i woke up. how lame, right?

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