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transI had a dream last night where my parents found out about my secret and I had a strange reaction.
My parents got home from errands, and I got off the computer like I always do, but I guess I forgot to close everything and clear the history, because a few mintues after they got home, I came back into the computer room, and they had my hotmail account open and were reading some incriminating emails.
As soon as they saw me there, my mom turned to me with her jaw dropped open, and I ran. I ran out into the street, and into my friends car. I don't know why my friend was there, because he doesn't live here or have a car, but that's not the point. I told him to drive, and he just kept driving, not even asking me where or why we were going. We drove all the way up to New York, stopping many times to sleep and eat, because I live in Houston. We stopped at my great uncle's house, and he took us to the Statue of Liberty. Neither of them asked me why we were going there, and they took me wherever I asked. When I got there, I sat down in front of the statue and starting crying. That's when I woke up.
I woke up scared, because I can never tell if my dreams were real or not when I wake up. I had a really extreme reaction in my dream, without even knowing how my parents felt about it. It was weird.
My parents got home from errands, and I got off the computer like I always do, but I guess I forgot to close everything and clear the history, because a few mintues after they got home, I came back into the computer room, and they had my hotmail account open and were reading some incriminating emails.
As soon as they saw me there, my mom turned to me with her jaw dropped open, and I ran. I ran out into the street, and into my friends car. I don't know why my friend was there, because he doesn't live here or have a car, but that's not the point. I told him to drive, and he just kept driving, not even asking me where or why we were going. We drove all the way up to New York, stopping many times to sleep and eat, because I live in Houston. We stopped at my great uncle's house, and he took us to the Statue of Liberty. Neither of them asked me why we were going there, and they took me wherever I asked. When I got there, I sat down in front of the statue and starting crying. That's when I woke up.
I woke up scared, because I can never tell if my dreams were real or not when I wake up. I had a really extreme reaction in my dream, without even knowing how my parents felt about it. It was weird.