I've been a slacker... I know... But here's a new one!!! :D

This one actually is new.  It's from a couple of nights ago!

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It was spring and several of my friends and I were hanging out outside at the park.  We were having a really great time and it was super fun!  Then another group of people came and joined us.  I had never met any of them before.  None of my other friends had either.  But it wasn't a big deal so we all just got together and played frisbee.  After about twenty minutes of an intense Ultimate Frisbee game we all agreed to go get smoothies.  I got a fantastic strawberry-kiwi smoothie; it was perfect.  For real. :) After we had all finished our smoothies we exchanged numbers in hope of getting back together again and said our goodbyes.  The two groups got together several more times over the next few months; we went to the movies, church, the Quad, and lots of other places.  We all got to know each other really well and became really close.

This is where it starts getting a little different than most dreams I have.... I don't usually dream about guys in a romantic way but I did this night.  I blame the Romeo and Juliet convo we had in English! Haha :)

So this really sweet guy and I started talking and hanging out.  He was an awesome Christian and treated my family well and with respect.  We started dating and went to prom and everything.  Okay, now flash forward about four years.  I wake up in my dream and I know that it's further in the future than my dream was before.  And I know I'm engaged.  So I got a little flutter of butterflies in my stomach as I remembered this fact.  I got dressed and headed out to see some friends.  On our way back home from the mall, I got stopped at the bottom of my driveway.  Al Capone's mom was standing there with some of Al's "friends."  My friends and I were really super confused.  She looked us over and started speaking in her funny accent, "So, what are you girls doing?"  "Well we were just on our way up to my house to get ready for my date tonight with my fiance," I told her.  Her face twisted into a grimace and then she laughed. "Oh no you're not.  Haven't you heard?  You aren't getting married."  If looks could kill, I would have been dead three times over.  "What? What are you talking about? Of course she's getting married," one of my friends stated.  "She spoke with him yesterday about it!"  We were obviously really confused at this point.  "Sorry girls.  I'm just not going to let it happen."  Al's friends stepped forward and flexed their muscles as they less than subtly tucked back their jacket side to reveal some very intimidating guns.  "Why?  Isn't there something we could convince you to let us do so I could marry him?  You don't understand; I love him!"  Mrs. Capone thought about it for a minute.  "Well, actually, there is.  Give me 346 articles of clothing and then give me ten different recipes for tortellini."  My friends and I exchanged glances and I was quick to speak up, "Okay.  We'll do it!  When do you need it? Next week?"  Mrs. Capone literally shook with laughter.  "Of course not!  No.  You have less than twenty-four hours."  She looked at the men, snapped her fingers, and started to leave.  The men jumped and started to follow her. "Wait! That's ridiculous! I don't have enough time!" I shouted as her taxi cab pulled up and the men opened the door for her.  She quickly glanced back at me and said, "Then there will be no wedding."  She ducked her head into the cab and left without another word.  I ran to my room and threw open the door to my closet.  Britney and Crissy helped me to go through my clothes.  We went through everything.  Everything counted.  First I got rid of all of things I didn't like anyways.  Then, when I realized time was ticking away a lot faster than I wanted it to, we got rid of a few things I wanted to keep.  We realized that I had a whole drawer of socks that we hadn't gone through so I tossed them all into the pile.  The count was up to 217.  We only had a few hours left.  Crissy looked at me.  She was very pale and I could tell she was worn out.  "Sorry Morgan, but I can't stay.  I have to go."  And with those few words, my friend left me.  Britney went to get the tortellini recipes at her grandmother's house.  I was left alone for the moment, and I was running low on clothes.  I started throwing everything into the pile.  I was crying and needed some fresh air.  I went outside and sat near a blooming tree.  I realized I hadn't even talked to my fiance that day at all.  I had no way to get a hold of him either.  I thought for a moment and then clipped some flowers off of the crepe myrtles behind me and a rose off the bush in front of me.  I walked to his house, which had magically moved closer to where I was, and climbed the fire escape stairs outside his window.  I left them where I knew he would see them and turned to go back.  But standing right in front of me was Mrs. Capone and her men.  "Sorry sweetie, but I decided that time's up."  I gaped at her and said, "You can't be serious!?  I still have a good five hours!"  She pursed her lips and shook her head.  "I can tell that you don't quite get this.  So I'm going to break it down for you.  I'm in control here.  I decide when time's up and when it isn't.  I just said time's up so I guess it's over for you..."

And then I woke up!  So everybody who reads this, I'm going to need you to comment and tell me how you think it should have ended! Haha I really hate it when I wake up at a suspenseful part and I don't get to find out how it ends. :/  So this was my most recent dream; I hope you liked it!