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Lately, Michelle has been talking in her sleep. The freaky part is that her eyes are open, and she can interact and have a conversation with me, but she talks about nonsence. I will start documenting what she says here.

 

 

-"Im allergic to Subway. You cant keep it in the sun. I cant digest it"

-"You have to have the bars closed on both stores"

-"We have to call the jewelers. I have their application"

-"Im hydrated and you dont even care!!!"

-"Why did you ignore me...before...Im just a girl..." 

-"I thought Loki was the dish to go into...he was so thick..."

-"Im wrapped up tightly...like a picnic..."

-"I was thinking about the thing and I think we should let the people stay...the people who dont...just say what you have to say."

-"Did you have fun looking at the memories?"

-"Where is that thing...the Patriot, its usually on the floor...the thing with all those movies is that there's always a long line...those people suck...why are you laughing at me?"

-"You usually have it out...the iced tea..."

-"Did I miss anything?"