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| When I was 5 and had just moved into a new place (AGAIN), I was playing in an abandoned parking structure. I looked around and could swear I had been there before. How could that be? That was impossible, I had JUST moved there and there was no way on earth I could have even seen this place before. I had to be dreaming. Trying to shake myself out of it I said to myself "I know, I'll pinch myself and prove to myself that I'm dreaming". So I pinched myself till I left a bruise. It didn't hurt. So next I took a stick and said the same "If this hurts, I'll know I'm not dreaming". I hit my arm so hard it left a welt. Still, it didn't hurt. So, I then found a glass bottle, chipped off the top and said to myself "This HAS to work!!! If THIS doesn't hurt, I'll KNOW I'm dreaming". I took the tip of the bottle and stick it into my skin, all the way down to the bone. It was bleeding alot, but did NOT hurt. I went home, cleaned it up and thought that it was fine bc it was just a dream and I'll wake up soon. 23 years later I still have that scar to PROVE that no matter how much it looks, seems and feels like a dream, doesn't mean it is. |
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