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Another terrible dream

I really don't know where this is coming from. Not that I'm worried, because I know the fluctuations and oddities of dreaming. But still, I'm thinking…subconsciousness…WTF is up with you?

I was in a mall last night. I was a very tall, big, wide, Texan man. I saw my fat hairy white arms. I felt my weight as a walked.

I saw two young boys, maybe about twelve years old, white, really really trashy looking, beating up on a black boy in an aisle of a store I was in. The other boy was a bit chubby. He looked maybe two years older. I don't know why the fight stated, but I felt compelled to end it. I called out in my big Texan voice, "Hey you kids there! What the fuck do you think you're doing? Stop that RIGHT NOW!" The younger boys backed off. The black boy looked at me relieved to have some kind of intervention.

I stepped into the aisle determined to be the adult and put an end to this nonsense. I grabbed the upper arm of one of the little white boys and asked him what the problem was. He scoffed at me, threw some insults at my face, and kicked my shin. I grabbed his arm harder, this time with the full force of my big meaty hand, and nearly lifted him off the ground.

With his left hand, he pulled an ice pick from his back pocket and tried to stab me with it. I grabbed it from his tiny hand and jammed it clean into his heart. I pulled up close to his face to watch his eyes as he realized what had happened. I said to him, "Ha! I bet you didn't think that was coming at you, you little shit. Now what!" His friend ran.

I dropped the boy, and looked at the young black boy. He was freaking out a bit saying, "Whoa! Whoa man! Oh shit!" Then he looked at me and said to me, " Thank you so much for that. Those dogs would have killed me. I will never ever tell anyone what happened here. You're a hero man."

I said to him, "Next time, win your own fights man. Learn to take care of yourself."

Then I hauled a buck knife from my trousers, and began cutting the boy up. There was no blood. I put his parts in a shopping bag and left the mall as if nothing happened. I woke up sweating again.

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