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+<h1>Dream</h1>
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+<p>I had a weird set of dreams today.</p>
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+<p>I was in Grandma's old house watching TV with Andrew. He was
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+thinking of going to bed, even though it was daylight outside. He
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+grabbed a Pepsi, and I grabbed some strange thing from the pantry
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+called "Yellow Cola," which had cocoa, butternut squash, cola,
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+cinnamon and turmeric. Surprisingly, I liked it, although my mouth
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+felt dry, and the cola looked a little clumpy, s oI poured it in the
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+sink.</p>
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+<p>We watched a YouTube video about bad experiences in Africa and
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+ comparisons of it to life in Missouri.</p>
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+<p>South Park kids:</p>
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+<p>Old Man: There wasn't no segregation.</p>
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+<p>Stan: But black people had once bus and white people had another bus.
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+Nobody shared the bus. If that's not segregation, I don't know whatn
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+ is!</p>
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+
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+<p>Old Man: No, that's not true. Both white and black people would get
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+ on the bus. It wasn't segregated.</p>
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+<p>Stan: But black people were forced to sit in the back.</p>
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+<p>Old Man: Eh, what's the big deal?</p>
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+<p>Stan and Kyle look with scorn and yell at the old man.</p>
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+<p>Then, we watch another video.</p>
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+<p>In a civil war torn country like Liberia. Racial segegation. Whites
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+join struggle, one man gives up, does a frontflip to commit suicide.
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+Head snaps off with vertebrae bone sticking plainly out, but man
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+ survives.</p>
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+<p>In a slightly more peaceful area of the small country, you can find
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+apartments that's like a resort in Florida. It's sunny and peaceful
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+outside. A women's retreat hangs out on the beach. It's a bunch of
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+blondes taking advice from a brunette about how to act sexy to please
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+a man. She says to raise the pitch of your voice very high like some
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+famous actress she thinks is hot. Then, she tells everyone to let out
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+ tiny little laughs like petite Japanese women.</p>
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+<p>The leader was rather rude to me, and the subject of the gathering wsa
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+getting rather ridiculous, so I moved on. Behind the woman was a
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+wooden fence, and a door made of hearty rope blocked the way to large
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+stepping stones that were submerged in the sea water and covered in
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+moss. As I walked, I found what looked like a blonde woman, possibly
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+ from one of the previous retreats.</p>
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+
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+<p>She was laying down in the water. I asked her if she was okay, and she
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+said "yes, don't bother me." Her voice sounded weird, like a man's
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+voice. "Maybe she should have followed that lady's advice," I
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+thought. As I walked away, the woman would change her mind and ask
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+for help in her creepy, rude man voice. And every time I tried to go
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+back and help her, she would say "what are you doing? Go away!"
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+Eventually, I walked away and ignored her, trying to get back on
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+ shore.</p>
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+
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+<p>But then, right as I started to step onto shore, I couldn't get there.
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+A strong man in a red and white dry suit set up barriers to keep me
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+from returning to shore, and he let it be known that he was prepared
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+to fight me otherwise. When I looked back, I saw that the woman had
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+taken her mask and disguise off, and she was another man that looked
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+ just like the man in front of me.</p>
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+<p>Big, strong men were jumping from a clif with weird devices around
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+their necks. They were floatation devices, but they had blades that
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+would cut your head off if you held onto any part of the floatation
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+ device.</p>
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+
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+<p>I was trying to find a way out of this, but I couldn't. After seeing
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+several men die or barely survive, I reluctantly followed some of the
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+men up the path to the top of the clif so I could jump and get out of
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+this horrible captive state. Once I got up there, I put the
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+floatation device around my neck and stared into the turquoise waters
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+ Surprisingly, nobody pushed me or threatened to push me.</p>
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+
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+<p>I woke up.</p>
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+<footer>
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+<p>Last updated: 2017-11-27 10:50:49 CST.</p>
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+<p>
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+Copyright 2017 Caleb Herbert under the terms of the
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+<a href="https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/">Attribution
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+4.0 International</a> license.</p>
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