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Miscalculated Tree Fall

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Wednesday, March 22 2017

     I’m in a seven-story high school, heading to class.  I hold hands with different girls and guys at different points down the hall.   When I get to class, the atmosphere seems a little odd.  The lights are dim.  One of the walls is covered in windows that don’t look quite like what I’m used to.  They’re smaller, but still fill the entire wall.  The windows also face another school wall that is also covered in w

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Giant Boxes Falling Down

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Monday, February 20 2017

     Bart Simpson is in a bar.  He’s fascinated by a broken glass recycler on the wall back behind the bar itself.  He sticks his arm in an open tube with flowing, broken glass- and his arm gets cut up.  He needed to do this though to gage the flow of the glass, this way he can follow the flow to a pipe that leads around the wall outside. He climbs up the pipes.  Bart is now me.  I climb several stories up the side of the building, grippi

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Creature in the Wrecked Car

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Thursday, November 17 2016

   I wake up in my car.  Chloe’s beside me in the passenger seat.  Wind beats on the car, whipping violently all around.  Dark grey clouds are all I can see through the windows, most of which are broken or at least cracked.  The roaring sound of the wind is awful, horrifying.  The windshield has a huge rift running down the middle of it vertically.  Through this jagged hole, I’m able to see it.  The massive tornado is right there- p

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Stationary Bubble

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Friday, October 21 2016

   I’m walking toward home on the north road.  It’s night time.  I pass by the park, and find my path blocked by a suspended bubble- hovering at chest height- unmoving.  I hold out my hand and am about to try and hold in when movement catches my eye from in the park. A girl is in the grass, blowing more bubbles.  These bubbles catch in the wind and blow across my path.  The strangely still bubble is gone. I continue my walk, trying to pop o

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