Older dream 3

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I was arguing with my moms boyfriend, he slammed the door in my face so I went to my room. There stood young Michael Jackson, like 13 years old. I'm standing there talking to him, he suddenly runs downstairs out the door to walmart. I run to walmart behind him, then lose him. I looked everywhere in Walmart after him, however he was no where to be seen. I never seen him again.

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