Parks

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Sep 28

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He had two reoccurring dreams between the seventh grade and the middle of high school. The first, and most prominent, was of him as a serial killer. In the dreams, he never remembered planning the murders or actually traveling to the place where they took place. He only recalls leaving his room, which was the same as in his reality only more dramatically lit, and then killing the person. Usually it was a different person, though it could be the same person on occasion, and they were never distinct. It was never anyone he knew or was acquainted with or had ever met. It was just a random boy or girl, typically older than him by a few years, with long or longish blonde or brown hair. There was, however, one constant in the dreams. It was very clear and he can picture it today, some twenty-odd years since the last dream. He always ended up in an abandoned gym shower room with what seemed like pale blue tiles. They seemed blue, but it was probably the dusk light peeking through the blinds over the small, rectangular window on the wall of the shower. In this shower he was cleaning off the blood from the incident and is always called out to by his mother. When he relayed this piece of the dream to others, though he rarely talked about this dream, they always assumed that his mother was calling him at that time. Their assumption was based in their experience of the phenomenon of the ringing alarm being a honking horn in one’s dream that wakes him up and makes him assume that the dream, regardless of how long it seems, always takes place in the waning minutes of one’s “good night sleep.” But, he never awoke to his mother’s voice or to a dusk light through the window. He only awoke to darkness and an uneasy feeling.

The second reoccurring dream involved him having a superpower that allowed him to change any physical object in to an exact replicate, only now constructed of Lego blocks. He could then disassemble the object, reconstruct it into an object of his choosing and then change the sculpture into its real-life counterpart. He thought that dream was pretty cool.

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