Wow ok, this is pretty cool, I have always wrote my dreams in a journal but it is nice to have it on an online archive thingy. Anything, this one happened nearly 5 years ago, when I was 10. I was up in a pink colored sky, surrounded by clouds. The fairly oddparents (characters from a kid's tv show of the same name) were up there with me. I think I looked at my left hand (the same hand I write with), and there were 6 fingers. From looking at my hand, it somehow occurred to me that the dream was a dream. Being a 10 year old, and grasping the fact that I was basically in my own fantasy world, I began to ask for things from the oddparents. I asked for a football first, then a coke, then I asked for my dog Chico (who, in real life, we had to give away) back. But when I saw Chico, he was rotting from the middle of his stomach down and his eyes were a pale color.that was when I woke up, and I was kind of terrified.
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