Weirdly wonderful dream.
Starting with a car boot (or jumble) sale at my school. Most of the stores had the normal junk, books computer games ect. I took a short cut from the front of the school to the back through the P.E corridor. I got half way through the crowd and turned back - I couldn't be arsed. As I headed back out a stool near the doors leading onto the playground A little stall caught my attention. It had shiny stones scattered on the table, green, red, blue, orange, pink, loads of colours. Four stood out to me. They were richly coloured stones/crystals on white elastic that just seemed attached, there was no holes or glue, the stones were unmarred. Each stone had a symbol on the bottom of the front side. There was a sign saying no payment needed, so I swiped them up and went outside. I put them all on, and looked around. I silently wished I was on the other side of the P.E block, so I could see the rest of the stalls. The next thing I know, I'm leaning against the steel fence around the astro turf - On the Other side of the P.E block, Right where I wanted to be! I look down to in time to catch a whisp of glowing purple sparks wrap around the stones and fade out of existence. Nobody seemed to notice anything, so I try to think of somewhere else to go. I decide on the roof. Poof! (Well more like purple sparks) and I'm there. I took of the amulets and sat down on the roof, far enough away from the edge that no one could accidentally look up and spot me. I picked up the deep orange one and held it flat in my palm wondering slightly if it could do anything on its own. as if it heard me, a lick of burning flame swirled above it. I nearly dropped the stone in surprise, But when it didn't harm me I just silently wished it away. I picked up the browny one. It resembled Tigers Eye stone, and when I wondered what it could do, a single vine sprouted from the front, curling and twisting its way up to my eye level, where it curled towards me slightly, an action that was almost a bow, at which it uncurled rapidly, receding back into the stone. My shaking fingers replaced it on the tarmac texture roof. I held the blue stone in one hand, the cleary grey in the other and asked them silently to show me what they could do. I added a hurried separately to the thought as a mini hurricane of wind formed in one hand and a spiral of glistening, shining, twirling crystal water appeared in the other. I laughed out of disbelief and thanked them away. Something told me thanks were owed. I played around for a while and started using different thoughts - I wish I was with Sammy - I wonder what the school looks like from above - I could really use a drink of water, I wish I had one. Poof, Poof, Poof! But as the saying goes, Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.
I wish I could see HIM, I wish I could surprise HIM.
Wrong Wish.
Truly, I have a cruel, twisted imagination.
Wishing to be with him when where he is is night time, and your not on his mind, and his hands definitely aren't on you?
Cheater.
When the last thing on his mind is the young girl he's leading on in his spare time? When he's concentrating more on the girl underneath him?
Liar.
The feeling when you wake up and realise it's probably true?
Horrifying.
The feeling that you still have to face him? That you can't let him go?
Painful.
When you realise that this is just him?
Strangely reassuring.
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