Yesterday this dream took place.

The Burried Man:

I'm on a red mini motor bike, driving it carefully as I'm large for this mini bike. Driving it without problems, I go to a tranquile area of woods, there I fond peace and harmony. The sun is bright and warming and can feel the peace of nature without the intrusion of people .

I recharge here in the wooded area , more than this I discover a land clearning and the land in of short golden grass. My spirit has recharged. So, now desiding to leave this beautiful wooden area and land clearning. I drive this mini bike back to a house to I then wait for my step father; instead one of my step brother comes in and is in a pissy mood seeing me here. I somehow intellegently calm him emotional disturbances and he gives me no more hassels. Once my ruff looking step father enters this house we talk about something. I leave this house and get ready to start up the red mini bike, the keys in my hands to start this bike is somehow broken, the key is in the ignition of the started of the mini bike; I turn it on and it starts right up. realising I should check the gas in the tank, turn it off again. Inside the tank in enlarges while looking inside and there is only a 1/5 a tank of gass. Somehow I look around and deside to fill up the gas. I never do and I start up the mini bike and head on the road. Ariving at the tranquil wooded area and go back to the golden land clearing. I meditate here and realax with our beautiful nature.

I leave the bike cause of my intuitive feelings to go beyond the hill I view ahead of me at the land clearing. I know something is here for me to discoved. Just down the other side of the hill going towards the green tree's is the well polished dress shoes of a burried mans legs dressed in dark dress pants. My heart pounds at the unearthing of the buried man in the ground.

I get back to the red mini bike and I drive back to where I can tell others what I have just discovered in the woods. I somehow begin to talk to my brother and I share with him the discovery of the burried man in the woods. Scott does not believe me and tries to talk me out of what I found. I tell him that I know and its not a question of what was there. He somehow disapears and I get intouch with the investigators/police. Taking them out in the woods I tell them where the body is; They say its not unearthed and so I insist that they should dig where I showed them to. Less then a couple feet down they uncover the man's body exactly where and how I described him .

EOD.