Alright, I remembered another strange dream. Weird part is, it had to do with my family again, and my mom was there.
We were having a family reunion in a park. There was some swimming and picnicing (is that how you spell it?) Is picnic-ing a world? All of that seemed pretty normal. It was when we were going to leave for the evening. I walked across the park in my socks and the field was flooded, so my feet sloshed in the water.
I came up to the pavilion and everyone was there, but we were getting ready to leave and I was in a bad mood, probably because I was walking across the field and getting my feet wet. I was arguing with my sister and I was helping get all of our stuff together to leave. I know, boring so far. Here is where it gets weird.
I decided to walk back to the pool to get my shoes. As I was doing that, Freddy, from Friday the 13th walked up to me with a gun. I said "Don't shoot me," but he replied "Too late." I felt a pinching pain in my neck and reached up and felt a tranquilizer dart. He said "Don't worry, you'll be asleep soon," and I fell down onto the concrete. I got up though, as I was determined to go get my shoes.
I walked to the pool and found my pair of black and green Pumas (I don't own black and green pumas). I started walking back up to the pavilion and Evan from work came up to me and said "Those aren't your shoes," and I fell back over because of the tranquilizer. Then I woke up.
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