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  Dream Number: #45
Dream Type: Strange nightmare.
Date Posted: 10/13/2005

Shelly from Nancy, Kentucky remembers this:

I was sitting outside on a street with some friends (dream-friends, I don't know them in waking life). The street was sort of like the street I grew up on. I was sitting on a large, white concrete slab. My friends were scattered about and we were sort of shouting back and forth down the street. Eventually, they all wandered close to me.

I got on my cell phone and called another friend who was at home. I wanted him to come hang out with us. I kept telling him, "Bring Frank with you!" And I had to keep shouting it because he couldn't hear me.

While I was still on the phone, Frank (a little Hispanic boy, aged about eight, I would wager) showed up. With a gun. He shot someone standing next to me and we all just screamed. Nobody moved or did anything and he just took shots at all of us.

He pointed the gun at me and I covered my eyes and I felt terrible fear. The gun fired and the bullet grazed my bare foot (I was sitting cross-legged on the slab) and struck the bush next to me. I was relieved and Frank felt like a failure.

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From: aariq

aww, poor little frank.

(Added: 10/15/2005)

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