A long, long time ago I had a dream. I was at this house that I had never seen before, and I could fly. I flew around to the side of the house and saw a man. He looked almost evil. He stared at me with a wicked smile, and I screamed and flew away.
A long time later (when I was awake) we were driving down a road (we as in me and my mom) we had never been on. I saw that exact house. The same night I learned about a show called heroes, and the bad guy was that exact guy. So one night I had a dream. I was once again flying, and I was above a beautiful adobe house. Lots of things were floating around randomly.
Of course, dreams are hard to remember, and the only thing I could remember was the house, and one thing that was floating around. Once again I saw that exact house, and once again I saw that exact animation from a movie. Once, I was simply daydreaming, and I then saw the same person walking by me.
I'm always finishing peoples' sentences. Not like finishing them as in I think of the words they are going to say, but they don't pronounce it right, I mean I finish their sentences to the very last syllable as in they'll be like, "Yeah, so I was watching this video and it was so awesome-" and I say, "You watched it 11 times?" and they are like "Whoa, yes."