Early in the morning of January 5, 2008, I had a very odd dream with a very good friend as the main character. What makes this dream so unusual is that she was heavily pregnant and in hard labor. My friend can no longer have children so this was strange indeed. In addition, my dad and I put her in the backseat of a 1952 Chevy Bel Aire four 
door sedan (we had this car when I was a kid). While I was in the backseat with her, my dad drove us to the hospital. As he was driving he would turn to check on my friend then speed up. Her labor progressed so quickly that the baby was born before we make it to
the hospital. As I helped her with the baby boy I noticed that there was bright red blood all over the car’s backseat.
After the baby boy was born we arrive at the hospital and I help my friend walk into the emergency room entrance. I then seem to spend a considerable amount of time trying to clean the blood off of the backseat of dad’s car.
The next thing that I remember is going to the hospital’s shopping mall to order ballpoint pens with blue letters proclaiming, “It’s a boy!” I never learn what the baby’s name is so I can’t put his name on the pens. We then go to the hospital’s auditorium. I woke up not knowing why we're in the auditorium.
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