I float up and out into the audience. Do I know these people staring at my body in a very creepy deathly still way? What type of people are they anyways? I focus on the woman in the middle of the crowd. Her purple lined eyes lead me to her fiery red eyes like a target. My eyesight zooms fast, faster, quick as lightning into her eyes like an arrow. Bing! I hit the target, with such speed that I pass right through the woman, as if she were an illusion. Or am I the illusion? Am I the odd one out? Yes! This has to be it. I have found out why I was called here during this most random dream, and now any minute I'll wake up thinking "What the heck? Where'd that dream come from?"
Waiting...
Waiting...
Still WAITING...
Um...OK I guess I'm not waking up right now. So I float back to my body, dancing around it I try to get back into it. Cartwheel turn and jump into my body's head. I jump up only to glimpse my body still sitting like a downed duck before I pass through the ceiling of the building. That didn't work, lets try something different. Try and try, jumping, running, snuggling, snoozing but nothing puts my spirit back into my body.
Has the end finally come? Am I going to be doomed to this outer body experience for the rest of my...uh...life? Will I ever wake up?
will i?
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