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JamesMichael
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

0 posted 2017-02-21 08:26 PM



Living on John Street

When I was a young one
I was in need of a place to stay
and the opportunity came to me 3 times
to live on John Street;
there is a place I remember with fond feelings,
not only for the house but those I lived with,
I had been desperately looking for a place to stay
and boy did I find one on John Street;
Marge and her son Al were living in a
large two story house on John Street
and when they heard word going around
that I was looking for a place to stay
they offered me a room and the run of the house,
it was one of those older two story homes
perhaps from the 30's and it looked
sorta like an old red barn on the outside
but it was neat on the inside,
the kitchen and a walk in pantry were huge, the
downstairs bathroom was huge also and had a shower
that was completely tiled top, bottom and sides.
My bedroom was downstairs behind the living room,
not so large but comfortable and private.
There was also a black, curly 50 pd. cockerpoo
that was quite frisky and I played with often
as he seemed to gladly welcome a new person.
There was a large avocado tree in the back yard
which we all enjoy frequently, and as I soon
learned avocado's could be reached from a small
roof when you went out a second story window.
The dog, Max, sometimes would wander into my
downstairs bedroom at night and spend time there
the dog was pretty good size, I can remember an
incident that happened in the middle of one night;
I was having a dream and in this dream some sort
of monster had jumped on top of me and was
smothering me and I couldn't move and I couldn't
get up from that position, it felt like there
was something heavy on my chest, while I seemed
like I was really struggling to move in my dream
I awoke and I immediately screamed for Max was
on my chest starring me right in the face,
as I yelled, he yelped, and jumped off my chest,
leaving me relieved that it was only him on my
chest that had made me feel like something
heavy on my chest was smothering me.

JamesLee
2/21/17

    


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miscellanea
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1 posted 2017-06-14 10:34 AM


Enjoyed the part where you woke up finding a dog on your chest! I can well imagine!  Keep writing and bringing up the memories.

       ~miscellanea

JamesMichael
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
2 posted 2017-07-26 09:24 PM


It was perhaps a little frightening...james
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