If you read the story that I wrote before you would have to say that there is a strange connection between me and my brother. I am gonna tell you another one that took place when I was growing up as a young child. I can't even remember when it started, nor can I remember when it ended. Here's how it happened. My brother used to dream about what I did, the night before I did it! This story isn't a scary one, not about bad things or anything but it is still very interesting. I grew up on a small farm in Northeast Georgia pretty much all my life. My uncle was a bigtime hunter. He hunted everything from rabbits to dears, even squirrels and turkeys. He had about 20 or so beagels that he used for rabbit hunting. They were kept in a metal wire pen, that went around a huge oak tree that sat right in the middle of the dog pin. It was a great tree, that we always used to climb and play in. I mean, the limbs were so big that you could literally walk up and down the darn things. One day, I went to the pin because I loved the dogs and boy did I love climbing that tree. The fence was about 10 feet high and when you got to the top, you could then grab hold of one of the limbs and proceed to walk all over the huge tree. I started to climb the tree and when I got to about almost to the top, the dogs started barking something awful like. I looked down to see what was going on and I guess I let go of the fence with one hand before I grabbed a hold of the tree limb. I then fell off the fence and landed inside a huge 50 gallon drum. It hurt and all, and I was all scartched up and bruised, but the worse part of it was that I was trapped and I couldn't get out because of the way I had landed. No more than a second after it had happened, my brother come running out of the house screeming my name and telling me to watch out. He quickly ran up to me, and helped me get out of the barrel. I was still crying and all, but what can I say, I was like 6 yrs old. Anyways, come to find out, my brother dreamed about me doing that the night before. When he realized that I went to go and play on the tree, he remembered the dream that he had, and ran out of the house to warn me, but it was too late, I had already fell. How it changed my life:well again it didnt really change my life. I just think it's kind of neat and all that these things happened to me and my brother. Another thing that I got to thinking about, was the dogs barking really bad right when I fell. I am thinking that maybe the dogs were trying to warn me or something, because I have always had a strange connection with dogs also. (There will be more stories about me and dogs also). Let me know what you think.
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