Dream About Meeting Famous Grandfather Fighting Strangers And Romantic Encounter By The Abandoned Truck

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Okay so I told my brother to take me to LA I think and we were on the drive for a while it was me my little sister maleny and my older brother Geovanni, so he says let’s stop to get some food, and we’re looking at to something like what to pick there was a lot of things it was like a all you can eat restaurant and a playground for little kids, anyway I was just looking at what to get and I see a old man in the corner in a wheelchair and with a white teddy bear with a pink nose, and a blue ribbon on its neck and I guess he was famous because I heard screams but your supposed to hug him because he’s famous for his hugs we took pictures and other kids went to hug him but when he hugged me and my little sister he kissed us on the cheek and I noticed he didn’t kiss anyone else so at first k though it was a bit weird but I didn’t care I was supper happy but waking up I realized that was my dead grandpa who was there and he hugged and kiss me but I didn’t know and later on there was these kids who were being so rude crashing into people and not saying sorry but I ignored it for a while later we’re looking at stuff to eat and she moves to us she says something rude I don’t remember and I said “oh I thought you were being rude.” And the kid says “I was.” “And I grabbed her on the shoulder and she went to hit me and we started fighting and I was beating her up but everytime I stopped because I felt bad but she kept coming back and tysm I pushed her and her little brother came and and tried to grab me but the little girl saw that and tried hitting me but I just ended up pushing the brother fair so o can beat her up and I pushed her and I didn’t hit him he was way younger than her and me he wanted to hit me and he hit me somewhere I think on the face and I got mad I was gonna push him away but than MY brother came and took the boy away saying “whose kids are these?” And their older brother was mad because don’t remember anything after that but he threatened to kid my little sister and I was mad I just kept cussing him out like “your gonna hut little ass kids yes b#### I hit your ugly Ass fucking sister but she hit first and she wanted to hit my sister so I beat her was but for you little was brother I didn’t hit him he hit me he was too mush of a baby and he lucky because his little funky was was all in my face.” Stuff like that over and over again and I knew he wouldn’t though I went walking around a alone for a little than after walking by thie car that I couldn’t open the door fully to get to the other side of the place I was walking he was on the other side he got in the abandoned truck and opened the door for me from the inside and raised his hand out for me I grabbed it and we went to the other side of the place We we’re walking and than he told me “naydeneeee your scratching my DM’s”. And I was like what do you mean? And he was like “ because I was putting on my ig that like “there’s this girl and man she. Driving me crazy!” And everyone thought I was talking about how I like you.” And I don’t remember the whole conversation anymore but he was handsome he had black hair a slick back and he had a little goatee and a little mustache I remember he had the most beautiful eyes ever he had nice lips and a normal nose I remember his face and I never remembered anyones face so it still surprises me. And we talking I called him not bad looking and he was flustered and than after my brother called me over he told me “damn naydene I wish you couldn’t leave.” And my sister was looking at me and him all weird and he said “ give me your IG come visit” and I don’t remember after that but I said bye to him and I got on the car and left but before that I apologize to his siblings and went in the car and waved bye and he said bye too all I can think about was going home and added him on Instagram and how much I didn’t wanna leave I wanted to open the door and jump off but why? What would that even lead to? And I woke up