My Mother Has Too Much Power!
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I was in the parking lot of the Catholic church near my home that I used to attend up until I was in high school. I saw Jeff from my high school and said hello to him and then pointed to my son who was walking down the street, and I said to Jeff, “Kids can walk – and don’t need to be driven everywhere by their parents.” Both Jeff and I laughed.
The church is right next to a big pond and I looked out at the pond and saw how breathtakingly beautiful the view of the pond was, with the bright sun in the clear blue sky – just like it was when I was a child.
I walked down the grassy incline to the edge of the pond and noticed something lying in the water, so near to the edge that I could see it very clearly. It looked like 2 dead bodies, one adult and one child, wearing very brightly colored clothes lying very still in the shallow water. At first, I thought it must have been an illusion.
Just then, I saw another guy from my hometown, who is a close friend of my younger brother, walking along the edge of the pond with his wife and child. I said, “Hi Tom” – but he didn’t react at all and just kept walking towards me. He continued walking towards me and when he was right near me, I called his name again. He still didn’t react at all and just walked by me with a blank look on his face. Just after he passed me by I told him my name, and then he turned back around and said hello to me – and then we started talking.
Then I started talking off my socks and shoes to get in the water, and he asked me why I’m doing that as it was cold outside – too cold of a day to go in the water. I pointed to the 2 bodies lying under the water and told Tom that I wanted to confirm if they are real.
There was a kid’s plastic pail and shovel on the ground, and I picked up the little shovel and waded into the water up to my knees. I looked down into the water and now could only see the child’s body lying on the ground under the shallow water. I reached down and held the child’s little hand, and as I tried to lift her hand I could see that her arm was buried under the sand. I started digging with the little plastic shovel but couldn’t extricate her arm because she was wearing a sweater that was stuck/buried in the sand.
I realized that I couldn’t pick up the child’s body and place it on the shore by myself, so I turned back to Tom, who was still standing there by the side of the pond, and asked him to call 911 to get some help. That was the end of my dream.
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