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Autistic Troll

Claine, the Troll Introduction

Then, Claine tries something new with Carol. He makes mental verbal contact while she tries to sleep, that night. In essence, he’s trying to brainwash her,  “We’re a married couple now and we should get along.” Then, he’s trying to kiss on her mentally, while saying, “We’re a couple.” She wakes to open her eyes to stop it. 

      Then, her back goes out for four days. Finally, she feels better to put out lots of bread hunks on the roof, through an emergency window, in the laundry room. It’s an early snow which won’t last long. But she sees Henry the squirrel’s feet marks in the snow on the roof. He’s been sleeping several days, she gathers. Now he’s come aboard to grab every piece of bread to hide in the rain gutter. If he doesn’t take the bread, the birds may drop down for it. When the squirrel is done, he jumps the huge gap across the space between the roof and the tree, to climb down to the ground. Then, Carol goes to the couch for a quick doze in front of the TV. She’s been there, with eyes closed, about forty-five minutes. Then, the Troll shows up. 

      Dream Flash: There are two brown dogs mingling together. Suddenly, the bigger dog starts licking the little one’s mouth. End. Carol has to divert her imagination from this disgusting display to arouse sympathy. She opens her eyes quickly to get up.

After the short vacation and Carol gets back to town, she takes a long hot bath while the kids are off to school. Then, she ends up on the couch. When she starts to doze, a vision comes.

      Dream: I’m half asleep and Claine seems to be running through my head, like he’s listening. Then, I seem to see him at the wall, hitting it. Finally, he’s dinging all along the wall until he tries to kiss me. But I hurry to turn my head and open my eyes. The TV has been on mute. When I get up to go into the kitchen, I  hear, “Why don’t you let me touch you, or kiss you?” End. I just think, “Ugh! Go away!”

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