me and the big house

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(tmi it's a draft from two days ago)

i finally got a dream that i remember wwwwww. so in this dream i was walking with my friends somewhere, maybe we were about to go back to school. suddenly my dad was there and picked me up, long short story we went home by motorbike. we arrived at home, but the weird thing is it's not my house. the house isn't really big if we look it from outside but we can see that there's a lift, not a door or terrace or something like that. when i entered the house... goddamn it's really big, like it's not a house but a hotel. then suddenly there's a guy that i dunno who's that but he's shorter than me. we went to the living room and there are many books. then that guy said that he's just came back after buying some books for me. i chose the book that i want to read then i went to my room, left him alone there. in the room i was planning to buy new book too. then i wake up.

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