My (Very) Weird Dreams

Mickey's in the house!

To all you Mickey Mouse fans out there I would like to note I don't know anything about Mickey so if it doesn't sound like Mickey, well at least you know why. So on with the dream!

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I was a boy. Which was weird, of course, because usually I'm the genre I am now in my dreams. Not this time. Anyway, for some reason I loved art and my dad hated art. (My dad in reality doesn't really hate art, but he does love criticizing everything). Anyway, my dad in my dream loved sports and wanted me to do them, my sister obeyed, but I kept doing art. One day my team lost at volleyball and football because of me. When my dad found out he was so mad, he put me on a boat.

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I know I pause in the middle of the story (a lot! I know, sorry!) But I would like to clarify that the Mikey Mouse part comes now!

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The boat wasn't suppose to come back. I didn't really care because I didn't like anyone there at the school or home. (I hope you guys know I don't feel that way in reality). But when I saw the crew I literally would of ran back. The crew was the Mickey Mouse gang, Mini Mouse, Donald Duck, Goofy, Daisy Duck, and of corse, Mickey Mouse. In the cartoons something bad almost always happens so of course I was worried. But I had to go on any way. It was a rough ride at first. Our mast (for those of you who don't know what a mast is it's the large pole in the middle of the boat) ,so that was struck by lighting. Oh well. At least we survived. But it was fun. Mini and Mickey Mouse were fighting but then they stopped and we all painted. So it was all good. Except we almost sank one time during the thunderstorm. So yeah. But once I was about to finish my last painting...

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... I woke up.