Apr 21 2005
Well, it happened at Scout Camp when I lived in Utah, I was 12. One night I woke up one morning, and everyone was looking at me strangely. I asked what they were looking at. They said, "Aaron, what did you dream about last night?" And I asked, "What do you mean? I don't remember my dreams at all." They explained to me, *snicker* that in the middle of the night, *snicker, snicker* I sat bolt up in my sleeping bag, that night, and started waving my arms around wildly, and shouting "I GOT TO STOP IT! I GOT TO STOP IT!" My reaction was "O_O".
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There was a time when I was young.....I don't remember when it was though.