I remember going to the first football game of the season with all people I went to school with..to view the football game you had to go into a dorm room you paid for and on tricycles bring your stuff with you in boxes...I had a roommate with a old friend named Donna Wilson and later an old friend Cyndi Box shows up..to watch the game, you watched it on a tv screen... During the game I was thirsty and I couldnt find a coke machine..I went down halls and finally found a cafeteria room where they sold what looked like a icee but didnt melt..
When it was time for the game to be over I was lying on a floor in blankets from my boxes..and the football players came walking thru..saw several faces I knew from high school including the only I remember whose name was Rick Beaman..everybody was apologizing to him that sorry they had not won the game...
Everyone leaves and Im on my own..Im riding a small bike and trying to carry my box of things..I kept going up this hill, it was raining off and on and I was scared because of the nightlife going on on the streets..I kept coming to bus depots and little small coffee rooms up the street searching for someone to ask like a bus driver to ask if I was going west home..I was dreading going back down the hill I so frantically climbed in this weird side street of town and nightlife and was scared I was going the wrong way and needed to go west to get home was all I knew..by this time all I had was the bike and had lost my box of things...I finally waited in a station for a bus driver to come thru which none never did and some kids all sat around me eating candy...
then I woke up...what do you think of that? any suggestions what it means? You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 64413 ( Click here )
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