I was in my grandmothers house before she died. An ancient computer sat in the middle of the very back room. Other than that, the room was empty. My boyfriend kept entering something into the computer. Then he pasted a -5 over everything. The computer blinked rapidly and a white "S" appeared. The printer shot out shorts of each color of the rainbow. The computer felt.. evil. Then I woke up.
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Dream Journal
Short StoryI hate not remembering my dreams or knowing how often they happen. So when I wake up I'll try to write everything I can remember.
