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La Nouche's Dream Journal-Chp 29


• I remember very little, maybe bits and pieces as well

• I remember coming back home from something or somewhere

• It was raining, and my clothes were drenched, so I ended up being in the nude

• Somehow I don't feel embarassed at all walking in public in the nude

• Then I came across someone that looked like my mom, but feels a little not like her

• She was at the bookstore and I approached her

• She also didn't seem to mind me nude, but she was surprised why I was nude

• We went to have dinner at a roadside stall and she gave me like a jacket to put on

• After dinner we walked past the bookstore again and I tried to check out and see if they have anything for me, but unfortunately none

• Then I remember being in a carpark, not sure why, but it was a brief moment

• Then I find myself at home where my mom said she had to pack up because she was leaving for KK tonight

• After that I found myself under the servitude of a family where the father was Arnold Schwarzenegger

• I think I have turned into Wall.E or something

• I babysitted their kids and help clean up after them, and sometimes get reprimanded when I manhandled the babies wrongly

• Then I remember suddenly being in out of body experience and saw my body as Wall.E being dissed by the son and ran away from home, making him feel totally guilty

• He didn't dare to tell his parents what he did

• My Wall.E body ended up in a junkyard where he found himself with other Wall.Es and they were playing

• Then my Wall.E body got suck by a huge magnet then suddenly dropped to the ground, smashed into pieces

• Then he woke up in the spirit world and found out he was actually an alien and his mother had been waiting for him to return for centuries

• I then woke up

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