September 2, 2008
Gray and even a little Purple

dream::i was with my cousin chris.  we had a rifle/shotgun.  somehow, i accidentally shot him and he died.  i waited around awhile, scared, and it started raining and flooding.  i went inside and found uncle ray and told him chris accidentally shot himself and he is dead.  he laughed and came outside with me, skeptical.  (the weather kept changing from rainy and flooding to nothing at all)  we found chris and ray was acting like he didn’t really see anything wrong, and asked where chris was.  i was attempting to turn chris over and get a good look at his wound, yet when ray asked where he was, it seems like chris wasn’t there.  then we went over to the shed and opened the door.  inside was a fat person with a very large head with messy kinda curly hair.  in the face, which seemed to be in a seizure or possesed state, and kinda vomitus, i recognized chris’s face, and tried to help him up.  then he was himself again as though nothing happened. 

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