One Halloween when I was like 13, me and a couple of my friends decided to dress up like girls.
My mama and sister hooked me up with shoes and a dress and a stuffed bra and pantyhose and a wig and a purse haha. Then they sat me down in a chair and did my make-up for me.
I must have sat there an hour, and they were both laughing and cracking up the entire time. But toward the end, they were just like, “OMG OMG WAIT TILL YOU SEE!”
I wasn’t in front of a mirror while they were doing it.
When they finally finished, I went to the bathroom and checked myself out, and it just blew me away. I couldn’t believe it.
It creeped me out.
I looked just like my mother. 🙆♂️
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featured image is me and my sister and two step brothers on the right
only for a little bit and not nearly as smart as him 😁
But seriously…
I was sitting on a bench— in a town square— just like the movie
As I do in all my dreams… I scanned everything first— taking it in— inspecting the air the place the feeling— before diving in
Sitting beside me on the bench— was a man I recognized
Gary
My neighbor from when I was about fourteen— he lived directly next door he used to play football with me and my friends he took me fishing often— he loved to fish— and he didn’t like going alone
He didn’t really have friends either
He and his wife Nancy— were from upstate New York they’d moved to the Atlanta area for work— and I assume— to eat grits 🙃
Gary was older than me— about twenty five I was fourteen… and still missing the toilet when I pissed
I looked up to him— like a big brother
The last time I saw him— was a few months after my friend’s funeral not long after that— he and Nancy moved away— I think back to New York— if I remember right
There we were— side by side— on that bench
I spoke to him…
He turned toward me— but he didn’t know who I was
So I told him— reminded him of our past— the fishing the football the neighborhood
Then he remembered…
His eyes lit up…
And then I told him— that God loved him
His face changed…
He became sad— started crying
He told me— his family was very worried about him— very concerned
And that was it…
I woke up…
End of dream…
I went downstairs— made coffee— then breakfast— in that order
I’ve thought about him all morning… I prayed for him…
For some reason— I have the feeling that today— this very moment— he’s in a storm
