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Dreams

James Bailee, when he moved to Georgia.

I dreamt first day of school he was wearing red button up, white t-shirt,

light blue demin jeans, and red converse.

School walls painted puke khaki, clock over gym door.

End of dream.

I dreamt James was strung by bee @ work.

He went into shock, 911 called, rushed to Er.

Suddenly ER stopped ambulance and took James outside.

He pronounced dead, where they stopped there was huge green hill with tree at top.

Sun blazing brightly, but felt chilly.

Years later I contacted James, and found out stories were reality.

First day of school he wore outfit.

He was stung by a african killer bee.

James heart stopped and needed paddles.