All day that day I had been getting visions of myself sitting in my truck with my headlights shining on something. This vision would be accompanied by an incredible feeling of guilt. I had this vision probably 10 times that day.
That night at approximately 11:30 pm I was driving home and as I passed the home of my grandparents of the Obermeyer variety a rabbit ran across the road followed close behind by Sparky, my grandpa's dog. I tried to miss him but I could not. I went to the house and told my grandpa but he said there was nothing we could do for Sparky. As I was going home I approached the scene of the murder and as my lights shone on Sparky I got intense chills because I was in the exact same situation as I was in the vision. My headlights were shining on Sparky while I was sitting in the Ranger and I most definitely had a guilty feeling.
I had a dream that I was in my basement with Mr. Falter (the guy who runs the media center at Auburn High School) and we were looking for old guitars and stuff like that when the light bulb burned out. I didn't know where to find a replacement bulb. Right then a small animal ran by my foot into my room and under my desk. I looked under the desk and there was my desklamp which I had misplaced about a year earlier (you can tell my room's a mess if I can lose a desklamp). I got the desklamp out and we fastened it to a table or something in the other room so we could continue with our work.
Then, that morning, as I came back into my room from the shower, my lightbulb burned out. I didn't know where to find a replacement and I didn't know where my desklamp was so I just tried to get dressed in the dark. But I didn't really want to dress too weird, so I began my search for my desklamp. I couldn't find it at all. Then I remembered my dream so I figured what the heck, I'll look under my desk. Sure enough, there it was. This dream is half psychic (the bulb) and half subconscious memory brought to the surface (finding the lamp) but I still think it was freaky.
I had a dream that I was going to have to go to school naked because I didn't have any clean clothes. I really hate going to school naked so I decided to wear my 6th grade PE uniform. I went to my closet and found a big old blue bag hanging on a hanger with my uniform inside. So I wore it to school (even though I was about 2 feet shorter in 6th grade) and all was well.
When I woke up, I thought cool, too bad my PE uniform has been lost since 6th grade or I'd try to find it. It was so definitely lost that I had to buy a new uniform in 7th grade. So it had been safely lost for 6 years now. I was getting a shirt out of my closet when I saw this big freaking old blue bag hanging there with my 6th grade PE uniform inside! So to fulfill the prophecy (and to be a bit dorky) I wore my PE shirt to school. This thing is so small on me that if you draw a vertical line up from your armpit the sleeves extended about a half inch past this line down my arm. I hope that explanation conveyed the message that this is a very small shirt. Also you can easily see my belly button. Since it is so small I wore it as an undershirt to avoid controversy (sure it's fun, but I don't really want to spend a day in the office with somebody who's in there for having a knife). This dream can be dismissed as subconscious memory being resurfaced, except I think it was more. First of all, I had never seen this bag before, I swear. And as full as my closet is, a big blue bag could not hang in there without creating a gap big enough to notice. I know that bag was not there the day before and I know my PE uniform had been missing from the entire family or else my mom wouldn't have written me a check in 7th grade to buy a new one. I think the only rational explanation is that I have a mutant power that makes whatever happens or exists in my dream materialize in real life. Yeah, that's rational.
I had a dream that Justin Williams (a sophomore that I really am not too fond of and he graciously returns the favor) and I were playing catch with Hot Wheels cars. I threw one too hard and it hit him.
That day at school I did not tell any of my friends this dream because I didn't think it was a psychic one. I didn't see how it could have been. But then that day I heard that earlier in the day Justin Williams had been hit by a car.
I dreamt that Batman and Robin were standing in my room covered in tomato sauce. Batman said to me "Neal, look what you have done!"
I thought that dream was just plain stupid so once again I didn't tell anyone. We had pizza for lunch that day. That night at soccer practice, as I was taking off my Batman watch, I noticed I had gotten pizza stuff on it at lunch.
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