Lucid Intent? No
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I was eating crispy french fries with ketchup, they were perfect! They had the right amount of seasoning. My mom and dad sat side by side and I sat in front of them (it could also be said that they were in front of me). We were inside IHOP. I don't know what food they ordered, I wasn't paying much attention to them. I stopped eating after a while, and I listened to my parents talk, enjoying the moment by thinking about how awesome the french fries were. But after a while my parents said something that really annoyed me, so I knocked the plate of french fries, which shattered on the floor. I knew I would regret doing this, but that's why I did it. My dad was quiet, and my mom laughed at me. I left my purse on the table and stomped out of the room. I went inside a hallway, which was next to the room, and then walked towards the front of the hall and out through a door.
It was cloudy outside. Instead of leaving in front of the restaraunt, where I felt more vulnerable, I went to the back of the building and left from there. I wondered if it had been a bad idea to leave my purse in the restaraunt-maybe my parents thought I would return because I had left it there with valuable stuff. The main reason I had left it behind was so that they could keep my cellphone, I didn't want them to start nagging with endless phone calls. I could of gathered other stuff, such as my key and some money, but there was no turning back now. I ended up inside a mall, I saw the same two women I had seen yesterday when I came here with my parents. They worked here, and I wondered if they recognized me. I looked through the clothes, not looking for anything in particular, I was just wasting my time. At one moment I was inside another room, which was still a part of the mall, and I saw a large plasma television on the wall. A commercial had a song that intrigued me - son of sam, by elliott smith! Then I was back in the clothes section. I looked outside several large windows and I saw small buildings, most of them were restaraunts or thrift stores. I wanted to find a friend's house, but I was unsure of where I was. This didn't bother me much. I could always ask for directions, hitchhike, or maybe steal a car and drive there myself who know anything was possible. I quickly walked outside the mall and then ran towards a large silver building, which I had not seen through the windows. I started running because at this point I felt uncomfortable being so close to the mall, a place that my parents knew. I didn't want them to possibly look for me here and find me. Didn't feel like putting up with their shit. While I was running I heard a woman speaking behind me in a angry voice, she sounded like my mom. I was mad at myself for having not found a better escape route, but after I focused on the words I realized the woman was speaking in Japanese. Definitely not my mom. I also saw several men pass by, and they seemed to resemble my dad's face. But upon closer inspection they were just strangers. I was getting paranoid, so I picked up the pace and made it to the front of the oval shaped building. Faintly I thought Hey at least I'm not on drugs! Maybe that made the situation better.
I stood there trying to catch my breath, observing the building at the same time. It was a taco place, maybe Taco Cabana. I didn't care much for tacos at the moment so once I regained my breath I walked around the building and saw a small thrift store. I decided to go in there instead. Inside, there were several people, none that I recognized. I was thirsty from all that running and I wanted to buy some water, but then I remembered I had no money. I would have to steal it. I went to the back of the store and looked at the beverages, to see if maybe they had something tastier than water, but they were out of drinks except for one small alcoholic drink called SLUM. It was a light green color. Then I noticed a sour green apple drink, It looked more like a round bottle of soap than a drink. Two girls walked by me, I could tell they were high on weed. One of them spoke to me. She pointed out a dark blue poster on the wall, which was barely hanging on to the wall by only one corner. It had symbols on it and she told me that she couldn't understand what they meant. I didn't know what to say, so I just answered "Yeah, me neither". I felt kind of dumb, I didn't like how my voice sounded, as if I had a really thick accent and a deep voice. After this I dimly remember that I went to an unknown house full of people and ecstasy pills. There were also some female strippers. I didn't look at the strippers because I felt like I would be bothering them just by staring at them.