My mom and I went in the family dollar beside the dollar tree. I grabbed a can of ratatouille? We went to the back where they had a pizza and hamburger making, my mom was gonna steal the can for me 💀💀💀
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Dream Journal
General FictionFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.
