Part 10 - Skyrim and Dreams

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1-8-17

Sorry that its been a while. I said in the very first part that I will TRY to keep up with this.

But Merry Belated Christmas and Happy Late New Years!!!

For Christmas i got a lot of things. Expensive things. Im surprised my parents got this many things for me. A few weeks before Christmas, I got a brand new flute. I only got that one really early because Im in band at school. But on the actual day, I got a XBOX ONE!!!! LIKE HELL YEAH!! And Im currently working on Skyrim: Elder Scrolls V. Level 18 I think last time I checked. Im not even going through the main storyline for now. Im going through all of the side storylines, like the Thieves Guild, The Collage in Winterhold, The Companions in Whiterun, etc. Although I am VERY VERY hesitant about doing the Dark Brotherhood quests. The last three quests were called Kill The Empire, Death Incarnate, and Hail Sithis. 0_0

I know.

And I saw mom start it up and the Innocence Lost quest had a very disturbing start.

1-22-17

My god I am so freaking lazy! I really need to work on that.

So I discovered lately that Im psychic to a degree. Let me tell you why. So when I was younger, I lived in New Mexico. During the summers, wildfires were a very common thing. But I realized that sometime in the few days before a wildfire starts, I would have a volcano dream. In these dreams, I would see the mountains in the distance become volcano's and they would spurt lava everywhere, burning everything. It varied each time.

 In one dream, I would go get pillows from the giant box container thing in my parents room so I could watch movies with them in the living room, but I would see lava outside the window, but I would do nothing. When I left the room, the window curtains would catch on fire but I would do nothing still.

Another reason why I would say that Im partially psychic is that when I was a young child, before I was fully potty trained, whenever I needed to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, I would dream of bathrooms. I know. Im a weirdo.

Another dream I once had was that I was going to be late for the bus. I remember running down the road and screaming for the bus to stop but it never did. A few moments later, I woke up and what do you know? Im late! But thankfully I was able to catch the bus in real life.

Recently this past year, I had this one dream. It involved me, some other person I never saw, my best friend Justine, and this girl I made up in mt head that I named Julia Summers. Julia Summers was a girl about my height, with blondish-brown hair, awesome body (I was super jealous of her body. I mean come on! It was perfect!), her personality was a quiet, badass kind. She wore a dark green t shirt with black ripped skinny jeans and combat boots. In this dream, she was Justine's soul mate, kind of like Hades and Lucifer in rotXinXpieces's books. When I woke up I told Justine about it.

She texted me the other day that she met a girl named Julia, who looks similar to dream Julia. Justine already has a crush on her. 

Dude! I gave Justine her soul mate! WHAT THE HECK!!!

Then last week I had a dream that I was accepted into Arkansas Tech Collage and I remember thinking, "My band teacher would be so proud of me!" because he went to Arkansas Tech and I know he is going to bug the whole senior class in band about going to Tech. But, Im still a junior, so thats a ways off before I know about that. 

So, this last piece of evidence isn't a dream, but a story. Last year I wrote a story about a teenage boy names Ash, who spent time in the mental hospital because he was sick in the head. He escapes, and eventually meets a teenage girl named Jen and becomes fast friends with her. A few months later, IN REAL LIFE, I became friends with a teenage boy named Ash, who was sent into a mental hospital for attempting. 

LIKE WHAT THE FUCK?!

So I have deemed myself partially psychic through Dreams, and the occasional story because the story was way to coincidental. 

Ill try to update another part soon, but I have to go now for dinner. BYE!!!

-Sam

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