Funny, as I was thinking of a user name I typed in my initials. ALF. I was reading this book by Paulo Coelho as well and stumbled across the earlobe thing. I didn't know what attached earlobes were at first but I have them! They don't seem to small though, but they aren't big. I don't know much about the gift of gab. I am creative, I love to act. I have dreams with my eyes open. I am an my room and all of a sudden my eyes will open and I see people. A little girl in the corner, a big man at the foot of my bed. A boys face in my window, strings across my room like in the movie Parent Tap, and once at the foot of my bed I saw two people having sex wrapped in saran wrap( the kind you get at the grocery store). These things go away when I turn on the lights or my parents come downstairs. They are always scary. My mom had the exact same thing happen, thats why she slept with knives under her bed for so long. They dreams have stopped recently because I have chosen not to be scared and have adopted an imaginary friend called Emilly. I thought she was a ghost living in my room, but can never be certain if its just my imagination. Once at a cabin I woke up in the middle of the night to discover the window glowing green. I got scared and hid under the covers. The next morning I discovered it wasn't a window but a door leading out of the wall to the outside, but we were on the second floor. The house had wholes in the walls with stained glass in patterns and when it was sunny the light would shine though casting patterns and rays throughout the house.
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