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(Dream) The Stinky Scarecrow

by Aaron Howard


I’m running through a parking lot, wearing a big black trench coat… I can feel the wind blowing against me, lifting the tails of the coat as I run full speed.. I’m late for work, I can tell by my level of anxiety.
I run up behind a building, Ryan’s steak house…which is funny, because I haven’t seen one of those in a long time… So, I open the back glass door, and everyone in the two adjoining rooms kind of stops eating and looks at me as I enter.. I can hear the end of conversations around me as I enter… I take a quick look over the room and start walking around, trying to find the front door.. There isn’t one, but an elevator door opens.. and there’s a guy laying face down on the floor and as I enter, I realize there’s a cop in here arresting him… Kind of shocked, but also curious, I ask him.. ‘What’d he do?’ The cop replies, Smoking in the bathroom… I laugh, I’m like, smoking what? The cop replies, Weed.. the guy says, Yeah, some good shit too!’ I kind of laugh it off, but then start to sweat as I know I have a bag of weed in my pocket as well…
The doors open on the first floor, I step out before the guy and cop have a chance to move, and head to the right.. I walk into the dining room, only to be denied of an exit.. So I walk back the way I came, passing some people talking about the cop and then Look out to see a K-9 and a cop standing at the front door.. I’m not willing to go that route, so I go the other way, there’s an exit door ahead of me, So I head out it…
It leads me into a kid’s daycare center.. A very weird one at that.. The floor is dark blue, waxed heavily, there’s a glare coming off it something quite hilarious.. Almost blinding… I cut through a couple crowds of kids as I head to the front door, I can see a bunch of kids playing on a playground.. nice playground.. lots of sand.. but surrounded on the side by the white wall of the front of the kids center.. So I have to walk around it.. as I turn around to walk around it, I notice about 5 huge stuffed mascots… One’s a pastel scarecrow, one’s a white puppy with black spots, One’s a blue hotdog with matching pastel blue bun, and I can’t really focus.. because the jump me… All of a sudden I’m on the ground, and the stuffed puppets are holding me down… the kids start laughing and go ‘Oh no, not the stinky!’ That’s then the Scarecrow approached me and turned around.. I could see what the kids we’re talking about at this point and I start to struggle fiercely..
The scarecrow is wearing overall’s with the poop-flip lid on the backside of his white and pastel blue striped overalls… There are skid marks all over um, and even from here I can recognize the smell… He starts to crab walk back kinds trying to just stick his butt on me.. I slip from the grips of the stuffed animals and start running… they start chasing me…

09/22/2003

Posted on 09/22/2003
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