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Haunted House with Cath

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Sunday, January 13 2013

It was night, and Cath and I were staying in a modern log cabin.  We were being repeatedly confronted by all sorts of ghosts in this house.  At first I was thinking that I was the only one seeing the ghosts; that I was crazy, and Cath was only humoring me sympathetically when I asked him if he saw them.  Finally one confronted us both when we were together, and I knew that they were real and that Cath was seeing them too.  This particular one was a young woman with medium-len

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Driving Backwards, Cops, and My Photos in a Magazine

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Saturday, December 8 2012

I was at a gas station with some friends near where I went to high school.  We were getting ready to go to thew school for some reason, but once we got onto the road we were reversing down the lane.  A cop pulled out of a side street and began following us so that we were looking directly at them as we drove backwards.  We turned the corner and into the parking lot, and the cops parked beside us.  It seemed that their following us was only a coincidence however as they got ou

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Arkansas Cops

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Wednesday, August 15 2012

I'm at my house in Arkansas and the cops are at the door.  There's a glass pipe and a bag of pot on the coffee table so I pick them up and hide them in the bedroom before allowing the cops inside.  When I get to the door only one cop comes in.  He's young and not bad looking and soft-spoken.  I then realize that somehow the pipe and the bag are back on the table again.  I try to pick them up and hide them, but he clearly sees what I'm doing.  I keep trying anyway.

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Running From the Cops, Yet Again

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Tuesday, June 5 2012

It's late at night; I'm running through alleys and hopping fences while the Harrison police are on my tail.  I get to the edge of town and walk behind a bar that on'y exists in my dreams. 

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Babysitting, Bread Party, Mountain Town, Computer

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Monday, June 4 2012

It's nighttime and I find myself at a couple's house where I am supposed to babysit for them.  We're all drinking beer however and there is talk of a party.  On the kitchen table there is a goldfish bowl full of sliced bread.  For some reason I go walking down the street to a small convenience store, passing a drunken homeless man on the way.  For some reason I knew his name...  Can't remember it now, but I called out to him when I ran past.  He began to head toward

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Still Running/ Night Terror

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Monday, February 20 2012

I'm at my grandparent's house in the same town as Holly's and my mom's apartments.  Some of my friends are with me, but I can't remember who.  I find out that my grandparents are going to call the cops and tell them where I am.  I slip out the front door and try to put on my boots as I'm crossing the street.  At the same time I call my brother and ask him if he'll pick me up.  I begin to consider walking to my dad's house (about ten to fifteen miles away).  Suddenly

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Hiding From Cops/ Night Terror

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Sunday, February 19 2012

I'm at my mom's apartment, but now my brother Jeff, and Holly and Shannon are there too.  We're all smoking.  Lots.  I peek under the front door to see a cop standing there, and I accidentally exhale a huge hit right under the door.  I run to the back of the apartment (where the kicthen would be) and find myself in the stock room of a store where I grab some air freshener spray.  I go back and spray all around the apartment.  My brother tells me to relax, that the c

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Running From the Cops (Night Terror)

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Saturday, February 18 2012

I'm at Holly's 2nd apartment in Harrison; a big old upstairs living space.  Her lawyer calls and tells us we're fucked.  We see a cop parked out back, and another out front.  I try to hide everything except for two glass pipes and a bag of pot.  I walk out the front door onto the street and nobody tries to stop me.  Around the corner I pick up the pace as I'm paranoid.  I'm spotted.  I run to my mom's apartment around the corner.  An acquaintance, Shannon

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