The Anti Gravity Shoes

By Bo Widerberg

Linda and Phil Springfield have had this funny dream for a few nights. It keeps repeating itself each night. The dream was about, they walked in a meadow, and there were people that keep changing colors as they come closer. Linda and Phil decide, if the dream comes back again tonight, let's follow them and see what will happen. The following night, the dream was back. And as they had decided, they tried to follow the figures that beckoned them to follow. They followed these beings, and as they did they see many others doing the same. "Have all these people had the same dream?" asked Linda as they kept on following these people. Suddenly they had arrived at a small town, and a person that called himself the Mayor told them, "you have been brought over to our side because we need your help with a small matter." "What is it that we can help you with?" asked Phil, looking at this Mayor. "We are unable to do physical work, and the people that came the night before you, have done most of the manual work. We would like you people to continue where they left off, and hopefully finish this project." The group was shown a building that only needed the drywall cover, and painting. "How do we know you are telling the truth," asked Phil. As an answer, the Mayor looked around among the people that had as Phil and Linda come over in their dream. "Here is one I recognize," said the Mayor. "What is your name my good man, and why did you come back another night?" "My name is George Falcon, and I returned because I can use the money we are being paid for the work." It didn't take long before the group noticed that George was full of crap. He belongs here and is a friend of the Mayor. One of the men grabbed George and removed his shoes. George immediately started to sink down in the ground. "That fucking turd is one of them." said one man. "Yes he belongs with us," admitted the Mayor. "Give him back his shoes or he will die." The group started to do the work the Mayor had asked them to do and set up all the drywall. It was heavy work, but before the night was over there was only the painting left to be done. "Now what are we being paid for this work?" asked Phil. "We can pay you in your own currency, or we can pay you in gold or precious stones." "How do we know you can send us back to our own bedrooms?" asked Phil, and after some farther discussion, each person decided to get paid the way he liked best. Where did they get the gold or precious stones if they can't do manual work? Is it all a lie? Linda got a pair of anti-gravity shoes and brought it with her home. The best trophy she could ever have chosen.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bo Widerberg
• Release date: Jan 12, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311227003

Bo Widerberg

My name is Bo Widerberg/artbcool, I am born in Europe too many years ago. Have lived with my family in Florida since 1985 and we are happy with our situation. Would feel a lot better if more people would read my stories.

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The Anti-Gravity

Shoes

by

Bo Widerberg

All characters in this story are fictitious,

and any resemblance to real people,

living or dead is coincidental.

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It wasn't until I heard the news on the television that I realized what I had been dreaming about for several nights now, wasn't something like a nightmare. However, it had also disturbed many other citizens in our city.

My dream always started with a bunch of people dressed in long black coats walking across a meadow. As the dream kept on and they all came closer. They all started to walk towards me. Their coats turned white, and then a beautiful golden sheen, came over all these people. Then they all turned and looked straight at me, and with their hands they beckoned me to follow them to wherever. When I was to have my breakfast the following morning and explained my dream to my wife. She surprised told me that she had been dreaming the same dream every night for almost a week now. I also told her about the news cast, that several other people in our community had been dreaming about these people walking across a meadow, it looked like many people have had the same dream.

That is not possible! She exclaimed and went over to switch on the tube. It took a while before the news about the dreams came up again. But when it did, a so-called famous psychologist, Doctor Brian Smart, he said right out that he didn't believe a single word about this mass dream. A typical example of mass hysteria, he explained to the anchor person. He explained the situation, that one person had this dream and related it to someone, that in turn related it to the next person like it had been his own dream. That is how these mass-hysteria gets started.

Mass hysteria, my ass! Screamed Linda, upset. That psychologist could most probably not find his own dick without a compass. Turning to me, she asked