TweedleDee123

I know the legal age of consent is 16, but if no sex is involved, is it legal?

I've been having a lot of dreams about car crashes and foster homes.

neither of my parents have been in the car when it crashes.

and the crashes and foster homes are never in the same dream.

I'm worried about the car crashes though. Because it implies I die everytime. The grand total is 27.

It was like 20 people dropped inside this big, dark warehouse. And we were all given weapons. We had 20 days to kill each other. For one to stand alive. So me and this other guy, who'se name started with a D, made an aliance and made camp on a balcony. Everytime we saw someone move, we shot at them. Until suddenly the dark, balcony, overlooking the warehouse kind of turned into a bedroom. Well, a bed just showed up. Ta-da. I was still sharing this balcony/room/bed thing with the same guy. Then there were 2 people going into a door, where a little bit of light (like a candle flame) was emitting. I yelled something at one of the people, who was a kind of a heavier. I called her Ms.Minchin and asked her about why she wanted to see me. She was a complete ***** from the moment she talked to me. "You've been bad. And no one will adopt a bad child. you need to be punished." then she stabbed a needle full of green liquid into my arm, or my stomach. Maybe both. But all it did was inject air into my blood, which can kill you. But it's a dream so it didn't. So I bitched her out about it, telling her it could have killed me. She didn't care. She just tried again. And I asked her to let me do it, and went to grab for it, but she just yelled at me. Then I ranted at her, almost yellling, saying how if I want to get adopted, I might as well learn to be independant. And went on about that ect. Eventually she just gave it to me. So i tried it, but I was afraid to stab myself with the needle. I got up the courage and stabbed myself with it. But it turned blunt before it hit my skin, to i had to hack at it more thank 30 times. All in all it just peeled back some skin and I couldnt do it. She called me worthless and tossed me off the balcony.

The first dream was my American friend coming to Canada, to visit me. He showed up at my door around dusk, so the sun was setting. I let him in and introduced him to my family, who let him stay with us. At dinner I was standing in the kitchen with my laptop on the counter, telling my best friend over msn how I thought I was falling hard for the American, let's give him the name Matt. But just as I sent this, my sister who is older than me and regualrily uses my laptop, and I let her. But I hadn't closed the window yet, so she could see what I'd said. So I snatched it from her, and she pulled it from me, breaking it. And then I full on chewed her out, which is unlike me, and we have a great relationship. Everyone at the table noticed what was going on, because. I was sort of yelling, but none of them interviened as i stomped off, outside, Where I found my Matt and a few others. Someone came out of my front door I didn't recognise and gave them all their medication, and I was given some too. .A whole glass full of miscellanious pills. Apparently we all needed it. But i never took mine, and I think it killed me not doing so. Because I started fading out, the last thing I saw was a triangular, red pill, about half the size of my palm, leaking red fluid.

The second dream was a little weirder.

I was in a theatre production, I hadn't a clue what it was about though. I remember I was riding in the back of a car with 2 others, and 2 of us were wearing masks, 1 was not. I was one of the ones in the masks. When the director or whatever called cut, we all left stage right to do exercises. The room we were in was really big, and had blue rubber on the walls and floor. The director said to us (I never saw who he was or where he was talking from, but knew he was indeed the productions director.) "Okay now get a partner. Everyone grabbed one, excluding me, until I saw an old friend, Billy. SO I was like, well he can be my partner! :)

Then the director said, as Billy walked towards me, "Okay, now you're going to kiss this person. Not just a cheap peck.. I want you to KISS this person. go." and Billy and I looked at eachother wide eyed, and suddenly I didn't hesitate. I grabbed his neck and really kissed him. When he pulled away a minute later, all he did was grin and I laughed. Then the director went "now, find another partner." I again, didn't find anyone. Then I saw my friend Blake, who was small last time I saw him but was now like

6'2. And we had to do the same. He kissed ME this time, and picked me up too in the process. (this was supposed to be a movie kiss, very dramatic.) Then the director insisted on another partner, I found someone from my highschool who I didn't exactly like so much, Mitchell. But you have to do what you have to do, except in the middle of kissing him, my friend Steven interrupted, causing a scene. Then we swiched again, and I found someone I didn'tknow. And this time, instead of just steven interrupring, a whole bunch of people did, and the director blew a whistle signalling for them to stop.

Thirdly, I was in a library, which was dark, and filled to about the middle of my theighs with water, all over the room. And though it was all dark, the water glowed around anything containing blood, and there were around 20 people there. and the water glowed different colours depending on the mood they were in. I remember there was also a girl who had been in the dream before, except her arms had gotten very, very muscular. and she said to me "Can you get rid of this in 2 weeks?" Pointing to her muscles.

I thank you in advance :)

I don't remember how I got there, but I was in a foster house. (I had had a dreams about being in a foster house the previous night also.) This house was run by an old couple, and consisted of about 7 or 8 girls, mostly around the age of 14-17. I remember all was peaceful in this house, before I started noticing the girls becoming very vary of going in or near the old mans room (they had seperate rooms) and when they were forced to go in, they would come out, beated and battered like they just stepped on a land mine.. So i assumed they were being beaten. One morning I heard a bunch of comotion coming from the room beside mine, which was a little girls name Alicia's. I looked around the corner to see half of her body in the ceiling and her legs kicking as the old man was trying to pull her down, she kept screaming GET ME OUT OF THIS HELL HOLE!!!! He did get her down, then injected her with something, a very strong sedative. I played dumb and innocent, rubbing my eyes, pretending like I hadn't seen anything. "What's going on?" I asked, everone turned around and no one had seen me before, for, I wasn't exactly the centre of attention. The old man just said, "Oh nothing. Just go back to sleep." Yeah right, I thought. It was just a matter of time before I, the newest one, had my share of whatever was going on. I did go back to bed, but there wasn't a chance of me sleeping. I pulled out a notepad and drew a map of alicia's room. I plotted where the best places for the beds and miscelanious chairs were, so i could successfuly get into the roof. I got all of the girls together when both of the foster parents had gone to bed. We made a plan, we packed our backpacks with warm clothes and plenty of socks. (we had a feeling it was winter, because there was no windows) We put on our jackets, and at the crack of dawn we were all arranging Alicia's room to the precise co-ordinates we needed. Just then, we heard "MYRA! THE F****** BRATS ARE GONE!! We heard footsteps thumping down the hall and we hurried as fast as we could, first Alicia, for she was the youngest she scampered into the ceiling tiles, then Romie, the next youngest, then Sara, the middle kid, then Ariana, then me.. but some ceiling tiles had broken, making Sara, Ariana and Romie fall back onto the floor with a loud THUD. The man came in and said to me, as I was just about to climb up. I was standing on the top rung of a bunk bed and the other girls had ran back around to go after me, he said "all you had to do was tell us you wanted out. Didn't you know that dear? You should have. You're the smartest and the oldest. You should be able to make these choices." in a calm, cool and collected manor, but I knew much better then to fall for this. A took my hands off the tile and said "Ok, I want to leave!" and Kicked the old man in the face, breaking his nose and glasses. That's when he left the room, he was going ot get his gun. Myra, the old woman was still standing in the doorway. We had all dropped our bags, and I looked at her as to ask her to give them to me, (I have had this dream before, and I had asked her before, and when she gave them to me she pulled me down and stuck a needle in my spine.) but I didn't. I didn't care by this point, Whatever, we'll freeze if we have to. I climbed down and told them to hurry up and get up there. When the old man came back with his gun, I was no where near the hole in the roofI had to make a distraction... so as suttle as I am.. I decided to throw a chair at him, at his nose, actually. It worked as stupid as it sounds, he fell to the floor, and I climbed up the first bunkbed latter and on the second latter (this layout was much more difficult than it needed to be) he pulled me down and sliced my leg open AAAAH I screamed, that hurt like hell. But I kicked him in the mouth, and again, he let go. I climbed up into the hole finally, making sure they were all out, avoiding the holes in the tiles. BANG he shot up into the ceiling ''holy ****!'' I said, keeping going. I got to where I needed to be, but it turns out the girls hadn't gotten out, they simply just disappeared. As if they were never in the house at all. There was no hole in the siding where there needed to be, and id given the knife to Alicia to cut the hole. So i banged against it 3 hard times and fell through, 2 stories, onto the soaking wet ground, not winter, but fall. I ran through their backyard where there were 5 pitbulls, probably for this exact situation. But I ran past them, not like i was going to give up after haveing gotten so far, I climbed along the wire fences, and over the wooden fence, all with old being bitten once. But when I hopped the last fence I noticed I was in my old neighbourhood, and I knew the area, but it was all difference now.. and this house, I had never seen it before, nor did I ever want to see it again.

Again,

I want to get there for my friends birthday, But i cannot drive, holding only a G1.

So I need a train that runs there or as close as possible.

Thank you so much!

I was going to another world to go to summer school. Thousands of kids all over Canada were being shipped there, to go to the most prestigous school. When I arrived there I was walking around this humongous building, and there were twists and turns everywhere, like I mean the floor curved up and down, replacing stairs. All of the carpet was med. Purple in every hallway, but the Cafeteria was huge. Biggest room I've ever seen. Well, it had to be to hold us all. As I was walking down one of the.. ramps you could say, I bumped into my best friend, whom I recognised and I looked straight at her and said "Excuse me" and walked right by, she then pulled me back and that's when I decided to actually pay attention to her, she showed me around and stuff, and I saw one of my friends, who I haven't seen for a very long time, and just started to reconnect with. At dinner (we all ate together because it was residential.. being in a different world and all) we all sat with random people, like there was a seating plan or something. We had a very large dinner of 3 different kinds of meant, peas and corn (? xD) At dinner everyone slowly began to leave my table, so a girl who looked relatively framiliar came over and sat beside me and we started talking then I realised BAM... she's a girl I went to Girl Guides many years ago with! So i asked her what her full name was, and sure enough I was right.

Later on I was walking through the library, which was large also, but relatively empty except for one deaf man sitting nearby. So I was minding my business, just perusing through books, when a guy came up to me, he was wearing all black and looked like he had a faint mental disorder, but overall he was dark, mysterious and deviously handsom. We started talking casually and as i went to turn around and walk away a while later he grabbed me by my neck and pulled me back towards him. He pulled me backwards into a secluded part of the library, behind a couple of old shelves. He held a knife to the side of my neck and told me to "shut up". He lowered the knife and told me he loved to watch me squirm, cause indeed I was squirming, and crying a little. The knife started at the nape of my neck and went straight down to the bottom of my shirt, slitting it open, the knife also left a red scratch on my skin where it cut, only breaking skin a few times. When that was done he tried to unbutton my jeans with one hand and prevailed. When he had them unbuttoned he put the knife away and started kissing my neck really gently and playing with my hair. Then I heard a zipper unzip and I realised it was getting pretty fking serious so I screamed and yelled and tried to run. But my efforts were useless cause he just pulled the knife back out and stabbed me in the arm. That shut me up, luckily people had heard me and came running so he let me go.

I ran and hid behind another stack of shelves pants still unbuttoned and tshirt barely hanging onto my sholders, not waiting for them to catch him. I sat on a box and just cried because of how scared I was. When my firneds came to comfort me, I just had to leave.

He was sent to a place along with another obese friend. Aparently they were exiled there because he tried to rape me and she was a "glutton". They were put in this giant, palace-like sandcastle and burried to their neck and had their eyes covered. I was shipped there too, I had no idea why, it was almost like I was the "prison guard" I was watching them. I had to make sure they stayed put.

That's just about all I remember.. please help me.

around last year I watched the beginning of a movie on the nostradomous, and I cannot remember the title! All i remember is two people driving in a jeep aand talking about how "the earth will stop spinning, there will be two days of pure sunlight, then the earth as we know it will end" I rele wanna see this movie again but when i try searching it all i find is 2012 predictions and the movie Starring John Cusack.. which isnt the one im looking for.. PLEASE HELP :)

I was at my granda's trailer up north, and I dont remember much about the beginning other than it was winter and there was something about a missing cat. Then something happened and I was in a navy van with my friends Ryan and Scott and we were hiding the van amongst the brush, trying to cover it with snow. We finished and were all bundled up in jackets and hiking boots so we wouldnt freeze. We had big camping backpacks full of summer clothes, except we werent going camping. We were running away. It got warmer everyday for 5 months and on the last day it was a good 27 degrees and we were wearing shorts and sandles now. It was the night of the last day and we found a huge field and right in the center of it was an abandoned Jeep. We walked over to it and looked at it questionably... then it completely exploded we were thrown to the ground and quickly got up and ran away. We managed to find our way out of this forest we'd gotten ourselves lost in for 5 months by sunrise (dont ask me how) and were back at Ryans van. We tried opening the doors but they were kicked in and spray painted. The weather had also taken its toll on it. So we set off walking back to the trailer even though we did'nt know anyone would be there. On our way back a black and white cat crossed our path, i recognised it as the missing cat. so i picked it up and took it with us.

when i got back to my trailer i went inside and yelled "mom? granda? nan?" but no one was there, although they were still in the park cause there was dished in the sink and all the windows were open. I went into my moms makeup bag and put on eyeliner for the first time in months and walked across the green to my aunts trailer (who died last year) and they were all there, having like a f

amily reunion. When I walked onto the property they were all sitting outside. My two cousins Sarah and Sean, my aunt my Uncle (who is also dead) and my nan. Sarah look a lot older then she does, although were the same age. "y..you came back?" she asked. "Yeah.. I realized 'whats the point of running away' anyways." then the cat jumped out of my hands. "...you've been gone so long..." she said again. "Sarah, I've been gone a few months... thats it." I said. "Tab, you've been gone for YEARS." she said with a look of confusion on her face."w-what? No i havent? Ask Scott. Hell, ask RYAN! they were there!" "No they werent! They've been here the entire time!" "so, that means your.. were, what? 19? Sarah, i think id know if i was that old." "no, believe me you are. Just look." she pointed to a shovel, i picked it up and looked at the clear metal. I was indeed 19. "well that means I've been gone not only for a few months.. but for what? years? How many?" "5." "so about 1820 days?? Jesus, Sean what? 15?" Then he got up and ran to me and gave me a hug. Sarah gave a chuckle that lightened the mood "yeah. turning 16 today. You just made it." and I broke down and gave my little cousin a HUGE hug.

I was at my granda's trailer up north, and I dont remember much about the beginning other than it was winter and there was something about a missing cat. Then something happened and I was in a navy van with my friends Ryan and Scott and we were hiding the van amongst the brush, trying to cover it with snow. We finished and were all bundled up in jackets and hiking boots so we wouldnt freeze. We had big camping backpacks full of summer clothes, except we werent going camping. We were running away. It got warmer everyday for 5 months and on the last day it was a good 27 degrees and we were wearing shorts and sandles now. It was the night of the last day and we found a huge field and right in the center of it was an abandoned Jeep. We walked over to it and looked at it questionably... then it completely exploded we were thrown to the ground and quickly got up and ran away. We managed to find our way out of this forest we'd gotten ourselves lost in for 5 months by sunrise (dont ask me how) and were back at Ryans van. We tried opening the doors but they were kicked in and spray painted. The weather had also taken its toll on it. So we set off walking back to the trailer even though we did'nt know anyone would be there. On our way back a black and white cat crossed our path, i recognised it as the missing cat. so i picked it up and took it with us.

when i got back to my trailer i went inside and yelled "mom? granda? nan?" but no one was there, although they were still in the park cause there was dished in the sink and all the windows were open. I went into my moms makeup bag and put on eyeliner for the first time in months and walked across the green to my aunts trailer (who died last year) and they were all there, having like a f

amily reunion. When I walked onto the property they were all sitting outside. My two cousins Sarah and Sean, my aunt my Uncle (who is also dead) and my nan. Sarah look a lot older then she does, although were the same age. "y..you came back?" she asked. "Yeah.. I realized 'whats the point of running away' anyways." then the cat jumped out of my hands. "...you've been gone so long..." she said again. "Sarah, I've been gone a few months... thats it." I said. "Tab, you've been gone for YEARS." she said with a look of confusion on her face."w-what? No i havent? Ask Scott. Hell, ask RYAN! they were there!" "No they werent! They've been here the entire time!" "so, that means your.. were, what? 19? Sarah, i think id know if i was that old." "no, believe me you are. Just look." she pointed to a shovel, i picked it up and looked at the clear metal. I was indeed 19. "well that means I've been gone not only for a few months.. but for what? years? How many?" "5." "so about 1820 days?? Jesus, Sean what? 15?" Then he got up and ran to me and gave me a hug. Sarah gave a chuckle that lightened the mood "yeah. turning 16 today. You just made it." and I broke down and gave my little cousin a HUGE hug.

okay, I have a boyfriend. Im 15. We've been friends for 11 years. He has also liked me for 11 years. And we've been dating for a month. He NEVER talks to me cause hes always playing xbox... When I text him something long and meaningful I get rofl. back. I doesnt even feel like were dating. Its all making me feels rele rele sad!!!! I need your help guys!! What do I say to him, like bring it up that its making me upset? Im afraid of him thinking im one of those Needy-clingy girlfriend,

Ok. So my friend and I are planning to go on a trip to europe for grad in... a few years. How much approx is a plane ticket departing from Toronto-Amsterdam for the duration of about 6 months??

Thanks :)

My dream started out with a competition. A competition between the boys vs. the girls I know. I don't quite remember what we had to do, I think it was to create or decorate a house with a winter theme. I remember asking my grandfather for 8 batteries though. No one won, we all just ended up forgetting about it.

Then the dream swiched flags and went to my friend's (girl) house. Where she declaired she was now a famous singer, due to my lack of knowledge on the subject.. I believed her, and as it turnes out- was absolutely true. She made her stage name something mystical.. like Ariana.. or, idk, something like that.

Then again, the dream swiched and I was on a ride, the Gravitron. Where it spins very very fast so you're kind of clued to the walls. Well yah, I was on that, and my friend was also there (boy) and felt the need to cling to my hip the ENTIRE ride, no matter how HARD i tried I couldn't get him to let go!! Im personally not a touchy-feely person, so this made me very uncomfortable. When the ride was finished I was walking home on an old dirt path wearing short jean shorts and a white tank-top. When my friend.. we'll call him Jerry (not his real name..) When Jerry showed up behind me and told me he was deepy, madly in love with me. I told him I didn't feel the same way (which was true) and he got furious!!!! He started taunting me by saying I was a tease! How I was a ***** for doing this to him! I calmly told him I "had done absolutely NOTHING to lead him on.." Then it started. He threw me to the ground and sat ontop of me. I knew what to expect so I crossed my legs as TIGHT as i could and covered my mouth with both hands! But it didn't work.. He was too strong and I was too weak. He raped me, and told me to shut up when I cried. When he was done I was bleeding.. a lot! I continued to cry as he stood up and brushed himself off. When he came to comfort me, he stroked my hair and as hard as I tried to get him away he wouldn't leave. So I said through hate-filled tears "leave me alone." He then kissed my hair and left me there. Crying. Bloody. In the worst pain I'd ever felt. He'd taken from me the only thing that can't be replaced. My long, brown, wavy hair was a ratsnest of sweat and dust and dried grass. I stood up shakily and tried to wipe off the blood with my dirt covered hands, which turned the dirt into a maroon paste. I pulled up my shorts and found my ripped shirt a meter away and staggard home, full of hate and sadness. When I returened home no one was there. I screamed into a pillow for hours, then went to the bathroom and saw on my face there were claw marks. From my own fingers. There were cuts on my legs and arms and stomach that would heal, but they would all scar. Deeply, too.

Again, it switched. I was in the olden times. I guessed the early 1930's. I had a baby girl in my arms and was showing some old guy friends I dearly miss. We'll name them.. Billy and Taylor (not real names). I didn't understand why I had a baby, I was only 16 years old in my dream. When they asked me who the father was I hesitated.. I didn't know. Then a perverted friend (whome I'm currently mad at) claimed to be the father. I was in shock! I refused to believe this! I said with my jaw hung "absolutely not!!!" Because I'd never had sex with him this could've been the father. But he insisted, and it got to the point where I got Billy and Taylor to escourt him out. (BY THE WAY THIS IS TAKING PLACE IN BRITTAIN..randomly.) Taylor stayed to help me with my baby girl, after Billy left. I found out Taylor was apparently and amputee. He was missing his right arm from the elbow down. Taylor told me Billy had asked him to ask me if I wanted to be his girlfriend. I smiled. I could'nt help it. Billy had liked me since kindergarden.. and I had mixed feelings for him too. When Billy came back to Brittain a little while later to retrieve Taylor I no longer had my baby. She just kind of disappeared into thin air. Billy stayed for a while just to let Taylor say his good-byes, this would be approx. 2 days. Billy was sitting on the stone doorway of an old shop when I found him. I came and sat beside him, and he looked rather sad.. then I wispered in his ear a slow answer.. "yes." Then his face brightened and he smiled, I then did what I've kinda always wondered about. I kissed him square on the lips. He and Taylor never went back to Canada. Billy and Taylor moved in with me. Then the spoiler to the best part of the dream happened. Jerry came from Canada to find me. When he was Billy and I, his arm around me he became ENRAGED! And knocked Billy out with one punch, he then grabbed my wrists and broke them both. Then he punched my stomach, making me vomit, then broke my ankle followed my a punch to the nose while finally closed my eyes. I screamed in pain, so terrifying it woke Billy out of uncontiousness. He, then, became mad after seeing what Jerry did to me. They fought while I lay uncontious, not knowing I was hearing everythi

My dream started out with a competition. A competition between the boys vs. the girls I know. I don't quite remember what we had to do, I think it was to create or decorate a house with a winter theme. I remember asking my grandfather for 8 batteries though. No one won, we all just ended up forgetting about it.

Then the dream swiched flags and went to my friend's (girl) house. Where she declaired she was now a famous singer, due to my lack of knowledge on the subject.. I believed her, and as it turnes out- was absolutely true. She made her stage name something mystical.. like Ariana.. or, idk, something like that.

Then again, the dream swiched and I was on a ride, the Gravitron. Where it spins very very fast so you're kind of clued to the walls. Well yah, I was on that, and my friend was also there (boy) and felt the need to cling to my hip the ENTIRE ride, no matter how HARD i tried I couldn't get him to let go!! Im personally not a touchy-feely person, so this made me very uncomfortable. When the ride was finished I was walking home on an old dirt path wearing short jean shorts and a white tank-top. When my friend.. we'll call him Jerry (not his real name..) When Jerry showed up behind me and told me he was deepy, madly in love with me. I told him I didn't feel the same way (which was true) and he got furious!!!! He started taunting me by saying I was a tease! How I was a ***** for doing this to him! I calmly told him I "had done absolutely NOTHING to lead him on.." Then it started. He threw me to the ground and sat ontop of me. I knew what to expect so I crossed my legs as TIGHT as i could and covered my mouth with both hands! But it didn't work.. He was too strong and I was too weak. He raped me, and told me to shut up when I cried. When he was done I was bleeding.. a lot! I continued to cry as he stood up and brushed himself off. When he came to comfort me, he stroked my hair and as hard as I tried to get him away he wouldn't leave. So I said through hate-filled tears "leave me alone." He then kissed my hair and left me there. Crying. Bloody. In the worst pain I'd ever felt. He'd taken from me the only thing that can't be replaced. My long, brown, wavy hair was a ratsnest of sweat and dust and dried grass. I stood up shakily and tried to wipe off the blood with my dirt covered hands, which turned the dirt into a maroon paste. I pulled up my shorts and found my ripped shirt a meter away and staggard home, full of hate and sadness. When I returened home no one was there. I screamed into a pillow for hours, then went to the bathroom and saw on my face there were claw marks. From my own fingers. There were cuts on my legs and arms and stomach that would heal, but they would all scar. Deeply, too.

Again, it switched. I was in the olden times. I guessed the early 1930's. I had a baby girl in my arms and was showing some old guy friends I dearly miss. We'll name them.. Billy and Taylor (not real names). I didn't understand why I had a baby, I was only 16 years old in my dream. When they asked me who the father was I hesitated.. I didn't know. Then a perverted friend (whome I'm currently mad at) claimed to be the father. I was in shock! I refused to believe this! I said with my jaw hung "absolutely not!!!" Because I'd never had sex with him this could've been the father. But he insisted, and it got to the point where I got Billy and Taylor to escourt him out. (BY THE WAY THIS IS TAKING PLACE IN BRITTAIN..randomly.) Taylor stayed to help me with my baby girl, after Billy left. I found out Taylor was apparently and amputee. He was missing his right arm from the elbow down. Taylor told me Billy had asked him to ask me if I wanted to be his girlfriend. I smiled. I could'nt help it. Billy had liked me since kindergarden.. and I had mixed feelings for him too. When Billy came back to Brittain a little while later to retrieve Taylor I no longer had my baby. She just kind of disappeared into thin air. Billy stayed for a while just to let Taylor say his good-byes, this would be approx. 2 days. Billy was sitting on the stone doorway of an old shop when I found him. I came and sat beside him, and he looked rather sad.. then I wispered in his ear a slow answer.. "yes." Then his face brightened and he smiled, I then did what I've kinda always wondered about. I kissed him square on the lips. He and Taylor never went back to Canada. Billy and Taylor moved in with me. Then the spoiler to the best part of the dream happened. Jerry came from Canada to find me. When he was Billy and I, his arm around me he became ENRAGED! And knocked Billy out with one punch, he then grabbed my wrists and broke them both. Then he punched my stomach, making me vomit, then broke my ankle followed my a punch to the nose while finally closed my eyes. I screamed in pain, so terrifying it woke Billy out of uncontiousness. He, then, became mad after seeing what Jerry did to me. They fought while I lay uncontious, not knowing I was hearing everythi

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