| Clarification |
| MK:
The principal, art teacher, and junior english
teacher during my senior year in high school.
Once he realized I had some talent in art, he
became like a mentor to me... often giving me
fliers for different art schools and
competitions. Resa: My
sophomore year of high school, I became best
friends with a girl named LB. She was a prolific
writer and urged me to create my own character to
interact with her own... and thus, Resa [along
with my desire to write] was born. Resa has gone
through many changes over the years. Originally,
she was simply a lone traveller with a mysterious
background. Later, she became a werewolf and,
later still, became a "dratar."
Dratar: A half-dragon
creature, created through tortureous experiments
in the collection of stories I was writing at the
time. They had the basic body structure of the
original being [human, elf, orc, etc] with the
addition of giant wings, a tail, and long, thick
claws.
ER, Chicago Hope, I Dream Of Jeanie:
All TV shows I've enjoyed watching over the
years.
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Accidents
In Revenge
09-28-1997 |
| I
was in a drawing class, taught by MK. We were
doing some sort of project where one would look
closely at dried leaves and an image would form
within the leaf itself. The project was to draw
the image the leaf showed you. Suddenly, a gang
burst in and stole something. I left the room and
Resa, in dratar form, arrived... chasing them
down and killing them all. Blackout.
I was back as myself...
climbing a ledge or a cliff or something, chasing
something, and I fell. I knew I was badly hurt
and the omniscient part of the dream told me that
I had internal bleeding, broken bones, and...
well, I was in a whole heap of hurt.
Dream jump. I found myself in
the emergency room from ER, but I
refused their help.
Dream jump. I was suddenly at
the hospital from Chicago Hope... and,
once again, I refused their help.
Dream jump. Dr. Bellows, from I
Dream Of Jeannie, tried to get me to listen
to him... to accept his help but, again, I
refused to listen.
Dream jump. I couldn't make out
where I was anymore, but I heard my mother next
to me. She told me I needed to go to the hospital
or I would die. I refused again and again and
again as the scenes kept jumping from one to the
other. Suddenly, I was with my mother again. I
decided I'd agree... that I'd allow her to take
me to the hospital but, before I could speak, I
woke up.
End.
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