Midori

6/28/2011
A rundown shack with a convenience store nearby. There is some kind of secret history. A baby the size of a couple of fingers is growing in a butter dish.

I am at my old house. I find some sort of secret space behind a broken mirror, but my flashlight isn't bright enough to explore it, so I leave, intending to come back later. I do my hair or something.

I'm in the backyard now. It's raining very heavily. There is a garden with spots for many things, but only a single cabbage and a couple other things are growing there. I am given a sheep named Jeanie. There is some sort of emergency. I call for Jeanie to come, but she won't, so I go inside without her.

In the kitchen, my brother M is explaining about our defenses, such as not having the kitchen blinds closed the wrong way so we can't see. Brigands break in. I fumble around desperately for a blade. I find a long, skinny blade with a too-small blue handle on my dresser. I clumsily block a couple of attacks by a brigand with my awkward sword and retreat into the back room. I close the door and open it again only to see Draco Malfoy attacking. I somehow manage to partially close the door at the right time so that he stabs the door instead of me and gets his sword stuck. I stab him in the shoulder. I am very proud of myself.