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Thursday, February 23, 2012
The Dream
Lately I've been thinking about a dream I had a long time ago. In the dream, my recently retired grandma had opened a beuty salon. Friends and family were all there celebrating the opening of it. In the middle of the floor was a chair. It was about as plain as it could get. I went over to a keypad by the back door and started pushing random buttons. I then went to stand in front of the chair, and a section of the floor under it opened upwards. Under the chair was a small staircase that led down. I stepped into it, magicly shrinking and then growing as I stepped in. When I reached the bottom of the steps, I was deposited into a large room. It was about the size of a gymnasiom, and as far as possible from where I was standing was a corridor. This corridor slanted off to the left. It had a glow coming from it, like a torch, and I thought I saw a human's shadow. That's about all I remember.
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