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<PERSON> for <PERSON>, when you do not write a dream until 2 months later, things become a little blurry. It started out with me walking along some part of Honey Creek Road in Ohio. <PERSON> was also walking with me. It was rainy and a little foggy. We were looking for something, but I was not quite sure what we were looking for at the time. The setting of the dream and the fact that we were not succeeding made us feel kind of bad. "I am getting sick of this rain." I said. Right after I said this, I noticed a girl ahead who does not seem to be bothered by the rain. I am pretty sure it was my dream student, <PERSON>. Some sort of weird dream thing happened where I started seeing the world through her eyes for a moment. Through her eyes, there was no rain, but only sunshine. Everything was just fine and happy. There is something I learned from that about positive thinking, but I do not feel like explaining it. When my vision returned to normal, I felt a lot better. The rain quickly disappeared and the sun started to shine brightly. We walked over to <PERSON> and greeted her. I cannot remember what was said, but she agreed to help us. As we walked along the road I saw a town off in the distance. To the side of the road I also notice a sign with a few things about the town. There were pictures of different things associated with the town. At the bottom right corner of one of the images there was a man reading a newspaper. I saw <PERSON>'s picture in the paper. I finally became lucid due to all of the obvious signs I was dreaming. I realized that <PERSON> is who were looking for. She was missing and was apparently last spotted in this town. I looked away from the sign and said, "I think <PERSON> might be in this town!" "Why do you think that?" <PERSON> asked. "Look at this picture." I told him. When I looked back at the picture, the newspaper showed an article about a car crash instead of <PERSON>. I got a little annoyed and tried to figure out how I thought I saw <PERSON>. "I could have sworn I saw <PERSON> in that picture." I said. "I remember you told me that sometimes text changes inside dreams. So maybe it works the same for pictures." <PERSON> said. That actually made sense. "Thanks, I think you might be right." I said. I started walking towards the town, but then it felt like I was alone. I turned around and realized they were still standing next to the sign. "Are not you guys coming?" I asked. I saw that <PERSON> was looking a bit nervous. "<PERSON> scares me sometimes." <PERSON> said. "Alright, you two can stay here, but I am going to find <PERSON>." I said. I then proceeded to walk towards town. The dream skipped here and I was now inside an indoor basketball court. <PERSON> was one of the coaches for some reason. I was going to talk to her, but I somehow ended up being put in the middle of a basket ball game. I used my lucid powers to give myself a little bit of an edge in the game. I was doing things like using strength to make power shots, moving very fast, and slowing down time. When one of the kids finally realized what I was doing he became very angry. He started to have some sort of violent anger seizure thing and had to be taken to the hospital. I think I woke up after that. End