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Last night I had a dream... and it was one of those dreams that seems very real and when you wake up you feel this incredible wash of relief that it was only a dream. This was my dream: It began and I was back at the Shakespeare School with all my friends and my director. We were doing a warm up game- pass the pulse which turned into the wacky maching game. Then, although we only had five minutes left of class, we sat down to start reading through the script. The script was a series of scenes, only they weren't all Shakespeare... some of them were things like Eminem or Moby (I'm assuming song lyrics made into monologues...). The director made us spit out our gum, only she wouldn't let us put it in the garbage can, so she took all the pices of chewed gum on her fingers.... this was weird and I don't know why it happened this way. Only, then class ended. We went to supper, only the restaurant we went to I wasn't happy with, and so didn't eat anything and waited outside. Somewhere a long the way we had heard that there had been a bomb threat at the village. (I don't know what the villiage is... I've always heard it in reference to a native community, but I'm not sure if this was it's context in my dream or not.) After dinner, we went to the villiage (regardless of the bomb threat). The villiage was a park and there was a large brick building beside it. There I met up with my friends Stephanie, Ariane, and Geoff. They hadn't heard about the bomb threat, and I didn't tell them because I was scared myself. Then Ariane and Stephanie left, and Geoff and I were sitting in a car, talking. Suddenly he told me to "shh" as he was watching something in the drivers side mirror. I was paronoid and told him to not do that because I was scared already. Then he said that there was a women back there that had just set down a briefcase beside the building and left it. I looked back and sure enough there was. I got out of the car and looked to find my teacher, Madame Primeau, (I don't know why she was here... but she was). She was already on the phone contacting security. Geoff and I started to run away as fast as we could through the park, and I remember saying that I wished I could run faster. Looking back we saw security take the briefcase and start to leave the park. Geoff and I met up with Stephanie and Ariane, still terrified. And I woke up.
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