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I had fallen asleep in my dads Blue Lay-z-boy recliner after watching a boring episode of CSI: Miami. The dream i had felt so real. Ding-Dong. who is at my door? i walk down the stairs through my living room and dining room to open the door. its the secret service! My jaw dropped. "Did i do something wrong?" I asked. "No M'am. Please come with me." the man replied back. as i stepped out side i saw Air Force One.
I walked with him the helicopter that was sitting across the street. The amount of wind was insane. i had to hold my hair down to keep it from lashing in my face. the hand that wasnt holding my hair, was across my face so i wouldnt breath in all the dust being kicked up. the step from the ground to the helicopter was too high....it must've been 2-3 feet. i thought to myself i'm going to have to crawl into this helicopter. before that thought fully crossed my mine the man from the secret service was lifting me up to another man in the helicopter.
"My name is dave" the man said. "Your brother entered you in a contest to interview with the president. He told us how much you would like it." I stopped and thought....what year is it? which presidnt could i possibly be meeting. I assumed it would be president obama. He is the president now. I asked, "Do you have a cell phone? I'd like to call my brother and thank him" Dave laughed very deeply, the kind of laugh that seems to echo in your head forever. "What is a cell phone? I've never heard of that before." I stopped again to think....no cell phone.....it must be before my time. "I'm sorry what is the date?" I asked again. Dave Replied, " You know i'm not the person you are supposed to be asking questions to. " He Laughed "But its May 27, 1962."
1962!!!!! oh my goodness. not am i only before my time. but my parents arent even born yet... Just then we landed in front of the white house. Dave rushed me into the front of the white house. Wait here while we get the president. I'm walking in circles thinking..... who was the president in 1962......c'mon, think, you learned this in school. JFK!!! oh my goodness.....how am i supposed to ask this man questions when i know that he is going to be assassinated in roughly 18 months.
"Jerica?" a voice said. I turned to see Mr John Fitzgerald Kennedy. I opened my mouth and blurted, "Mr President! It is so great to meet you. I cant believe i am even here. I will really have to thank my brother for this!" He chuckled "It is very nice to meet you too. Lets Walk this way i want to show you my oval office." As we walked i saw old paintings of all of the previous presidents. I just couldnt believe i was in the white house. in the white house in 1962!! We walked into the oval office and it was like nothing i had ever seen before.
Everything i have seen on tv was real. The Seal the big desk the big beautiful windows. it was all so unreal!! We Sat down. "would you like anything to drink?" he asked me. "I'll just have some water" I responded. I could never believe that i would be sitting here with JFK. He was wearing a firmly pressed black suit. a white long sleve shirt and a blue tie. He looked so young. i couldnt believe someone would want to harm this man sitting in front of me. My head kept circling the thought that he was going to die in roughly 18 months.
i asked my first question " How long to do you plan to stay in office" He answered "well thats really not my choice is it? its the choice of the people. they decide how long i get to stay in office. I am running again next term. How old are you?" I answered "well i wasnt expeccting you to ask me any questions. I am 20 though. My birthday Just passed" I Thought to my self... well in 2011 my birthday had just passed but i guess in 1962 i didnt even exist. "Well I see that since you won this interview you admire me. I can expct your vote to keep me in office." he said. I said "well i will most definately vote for you" I thought...if i could.
the lady with water came in and tripped. I launched out of my chair to help her but everything was already falling to the ground. I hit the ground and i jolted awake. I was so bummed to find out that i was back in my loft in 2011 and JFK was dead. Nothing could possibly compare to the dream that i had.
I had fallen asleep in my dads Blue Lay-z-boy recliner after watching a boring episode of CSI: Miami. The dream i had felt so real. Ding-Dong. who is at my door? i walk down the stairs through my living room and dining room to open the door. its the secret service! My jaw dropped. "Did i do something wrong?" I asked. "No M'am. Please come with me." the man replied back. as i stepped out side i saw Air Force One.
I walked with him the helicopter that was sitting across the street. The amount of wind was insane. i had to hold my hair down to keep it from lashing in my face. the hand that wasnt holding my hair, was across my face so i wouldnt breath in all the dust being kicked up. the step from the ground to the helicopter was too high....it must've been 2-3 feet. i thought to myself i'm going to have to crawl into this helicopter. before that thought fully crossed my mine the man from the secret service was lifting me up to another man in the helicopter.
"My name is dave" the man said. "Your brother entered you in a contest to interview with the president. He told us how much you would like it." I stopped and thought....what year is it? which presidnt could i possibly be meeting. I assumed it would be president obama. He is the president now. I asked, "Do you have a cell phone? I'd like to call my brother and thank him" Dave laughed very deeply, the kind of laugh that seems to echo in your head forever. "What is a cell phone? I've never heard of that before." I stopped again to think....no cell phone.....it must be before my time. "I'm sorry what is the date?" I asked again. Dave Replied, " You know i'm not the person you are supposed to be asking questions to. " He Laughed "But its May 27, 1962."
1962!!!!! oh my goodness. not am i only before my time. but my parents arent even born yet... Just then we landed in front of the white house. Dave rushed me into the front of the white house. Wait here while we get the president. I'm walking in circles thinking..... who was the president in 1962......c'mon, think, you learned this in school. JFK!!! oh my goodness.....how am i supposed to ask this man questions when i know that he is going to be assassinated in roughly 18 months.
"Jerica?" a voice said. I turned to see Mr John Fitzgerald Kennedy. I opened my mouth and blurted, "Mr President! It is so great to meet you. I cant believe i am even here. I will really have to thank my brother for this!" He chuckled "It is very nice to meet you too. Lets Walk this way i want to show you my oval office." As we walked i saw old paintings of all of the previous presidents. I just couldnt believe i was in the white house. in the white house in 1962!! We walked into the oval office and it was like nothing i had ever seen before.
Everything i have seen on tv was real. The Seal the big desk the big beautiful windows. it was all so unreal!! We Sat down. "would you like anything to drink?" he asked me. "I'll just have some water" I responded. I could never believe that i would be sitting here with JFK. He was wearing a firmly pressed black suit. a white long sleve shirt and a blue tie. He looked so young. i couldnt believe someone would want to harm this man sitting in front of me. My head kept circling the thought that he was going to die in roughly 18 months.
i asked my first question " How long to do you plan to stay in office" He answered "well thats really not my choice is it? its the choice of the people. they decide how long i get to stay in office. I am running again next term. How old are you?" I answered "well i wasnt expeccting you to ask me any questions. I am 20 though. My birthday Just passed" I Thought to my self... well in 2011 my birthday had just passed but i guess in 1962 i didnt even exist. "Well I see that since you won this interview you admire me. I can expct your vote to keep me in office." he said. I said "well i will most definately vote for you" I thought...if i could.
the lady with water came in and tripped. I launched out of my chair to help her but everything was already falling to the ground. I hit the ground and i jolted awake. I was so bummed to find out that i was back in my loft in 2011 and JFK was dead. Nothing could possibly compare to the dream that i had.
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