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It was raining heavily, and I think we (me, mom and dad) decided we needed to stop at grandma's because it was too bad to drive in. I think I was worried about driving on her road when it was so wet, because it's so narrow and gravelly.

Apparently we hadn't heard from aunt Dimple in two days. We were really worried and it was like we already knew that something had happened, that maybe she was close to death and this meant she had passed away. One of us brought up the question that, "wasn't grandma sick right now?".

However, we got a text from Dimple just as we were pulling in to grandma's road. Just as we saw that it was her, we passed by Dimple's white car.

We're in grandma's house, and we brought our cats with us. Only there are some kittens too. I see one of us trying to put down a kitten near a dog. My automatic reaction is, 'No, our cats don't get along with dogs at all!'.

I was in my grandma's room, settling some kittens in I think (I remember a fluffy orange and white one), and there's someone sleeping on the floor. I look over to see that they're naked, and I look away and head towards the door to leave.

I'm nibbling on a corndog on the porch but I don't want it anymore. My sister suggests I use it to get the dogs to go in their kennels. I tears off a chunk and throw it in one 'kennel' to get her dog, Duke, to go in, but he gobbles it up and leaves it. (They don't look like dog kennels at all, more like scrunched up boxes)

My sister is like, "no, no, you have to use the *something I don't remember*". She touches a yellow mark on the wall, and Duke stands at attention. Then I do the food thing again? Don't remember.

I repeat the treat-throwing exercise until a few more dogs are in kennels. I remember feeling frustrated dealing with all the them.

Real life notes:

Dimple is passed away.
Grandma doesn't let any dogs but her little one in the house, and they only have one other dog anyway.
We only have three adult cats.
I don't like corndogs.
Grandma's road has caved in before so it was a valid fear.
That's a lot of dreams involving water lately. I don't think it's because of having to use the bathroom - I just have bathroom dreams then.
I didn't take a melatonin last night because I was worried it was causing nightmare flashes again, but I did end up taking a small piece of a sleeping pill.

It was dark outside. I was in the kitchen with my mother enjoying a bowl of warm soup in front of the stove. My mother was standing to my left as I ate. I brought the bowl very close to my face and very quickly, I realized I was dreaming! I don't know what caused me to know why I am dreaming, I just asked the question am I dreaming. After realizing it, I went all crazy and started yelling in front of my mother's face and releasing all the excitement I had. That was probably why it ended so quick.

I also had another dream, or it was after this one(I don't remember), and this time I was walking on a really long dirt road somewhere in the beautiful meadows. There were also other people walking with me. I tried to keep up with most of them but there was a girl I found attractive. She was Valerie. I saw her in a few dreams, I never got to talked to her in waking life. She looks the same in the dream.

I walked a little bit more and encountered a few animals on my way. There was a small dog chasing me. I'm not sure what it wants. I remember it was attacking some other time in the dream. There was also a cat behind me but it didn't seem dangerous. I saw the dog coming after me and when it finally did, the dog and the cat were fighting each other. It was either a good thing or bad thing. I was never sure which ever one wanted to eat me.

Alright I guess I could post something, so here it goes(this is an old dream, but this dream got me to join DV).

This is one of the nightmares I had during the time I was terrified of Voldemort from Harry Potter, so I knew these people in the dream were death eaters.

My mom and I were at the store and when we walked out, there were these two guys sitting on a trunk of a truck staring at us and when we got in the car and drove off, I looked behind us and saw that those two guys were chasing us, but riding on bicycles. I climbed through the back of the car(it was a Honda Odyssey) and closed the trunk(we also had the two back doors open o_O). Then when we got home, there was a knock at the door and we saw some lady looking through the window and she had cats all around her and she was holding a knife and she looked like she was screaming. My dad kinda held me back(like both trying to hide me and not really) so I knew that she was trying to get to me. Then I opened the garage door and about 20 people were standing there(and one was my brother ). Then the dream ends after that.

12-17-2012 -- I'm in my bedroom in the middle of the night, perhaps in my current house ... not too sure. I am trying to find a time when nobody is in the hall or the kitchen so I can sneak two gallon jugs of urine to the restroom. There are hints of cat or dog poop on the floor, both smelling, and having to be avoided, and maybe a hint of something about my sister, but that bit really wasn't too clear.

Somehow it leads to a sort of city scene in a park-like setting (feels kind of like Boisseranc) with a bit of a cop / spy sort of feeling to the setting. I'm hiding from somebody who isn't really an enemy, in fact, almost a friend. Three bombs fall out of the sky just a couple of blocks away, in the direction they're coming from, and I am getting a little bit worried.

I start to run in that direction, and soon find my friend. We're right near a house, and we're being told to hide it in, and to crawl into a hidden cellar through a vent in the kitchen. I am worried about this, fearing the cramped area it might be, but as I drop into it, I find it is instead a very large room with easy access through several vents in the house, and it could almost be comfortable.

The other guy who is with me doesn't like it at all, but I don't have too much problem with it, though some furniture or something might be nice. There is a cute blonde (or perhaps a red head) napping in a chair, and I decide to pretend to be asleep as well, to try and get close to them. Suddenly there is a large, but shallow pool here, and I fall into it while still pretending to be asleep, which really isn't working out all that well. Just about the time I get close enough to randomly flop an arm against her in my sleep for a gentle caress, the lovely lady has turned into a marmalade cat. Phooey. But still nice to pet.

Now the other guy has turned into two guys. Their identity isn't an exact thing, but rather a type. It is like Fraiser and Niles Crane or some other pair of brothers or close friends who also fight and compete a lot. There was another comparison, but I can't remember the other pair, and can't decipher my writing at that bit, either, so I'm afraid I've lost that bit. Anyway, suddenly the two guys and the gal are all running after a younger kid, and I follow along.

I am making up some kind of theory of the guys seeing the younger kid as a grandson or nephew, and the lovely lady seeing him (and them) in a similar way that leaves her open and available for me. Anyway, we're running through the park-like area again, passing a ball field before we come to what almost seems to be a country club or something. Very fancy place.

Wandering through, I spot somebody who almost seems to be a cross between Luralee and Irene B., who I think I know, but it turns out to be somebody else. I continue wandering around with the teen kid and the lady, and soon find I have removed some sort of long lapel pin or something, and I keep sticking myself with it as I try and store it in a pocket. Ouch.

Soon it is just myself and the lovely lady, and we end up playing miniature golf on a course at the country club. We're several holes in, and I find myself making two holes-in-one on slightly trick holes where if you make it into a certain hole on your first shot, it is an automatic hole-in-one. Problem is, I seem to have bypassed a couple of holes by wandering to another part of the course, so I have to figure which holes I got the perfect scores on.

The course is all themed to a sort of Jurassic Park theme, but in miniature, with tall palm trees and huge tyrannosaurus rex that come up to about your knee. Very nice looking, and some fun holes to play, but I have to find my lady again and manage to get the score card corrected.

As I claim my ball from one of the automatic holes-in-one, I find two or three other balls, and am trying to find the people they belong to, including one lady who thought she had lost her ball and went to get another one, and never realized she'd scored a hole-in-one. Very fun dream.

amusement park
i was walking through a really crowded amusement park and following a random person while my 2 youngest siblings followed me....we were going to go on the bounce castle.....there were a few with different things in them....i looked down because there were steps...and my feet weren't touching the ground...more like low gravity than flying.....i got lucid but got so excited and my dc distracted me that i lost it....the one bounce thing had slides, and arcade, and a washing machine in it...i screwed up the laundry by accidentally burning it with the iron

lake
i was swimming in a small lake.....and i kept finding small boats underwater....so i took them out so i could fix them...i was after a canoe and found myself standing on the ground of the lake...which turned out to be a pool.....and the water was held back by a golden light so he could paint the place and people could still swim.....i took the rest of the boats easily (the ground was dry and there was no water in them) and walked them to the opposite shore without getting wet or needing to breath.....then i helped him stir paint....the whole thing was in a building and fully painted when i took the last boat out

pool
i was in a pool like the one at university..there was a lady who had pool noodles and was teaching a group of about 7year olds how to swim...and there was another guy at the other end of the pool doing the same thing...but no one from the class wanted to be near him.....there were 2 guys holding a this dc guy under water....he turned into a teen and i got him back out.....then they did it again..so i got the guy out of the water and at the same time took the rope he was using to tie the other guy underwater and tied him down.....the other guy rescued him but it gave us enough time to get out of the water safely.......then this lady saw us asked what happened and i told her but left out the bit where i did what the guy was doing back to him......and i got a lecture about revenge not being good because it's just going to keep going and that i should have told her.....she was a lifeguard or swim coach or something

street
i was with this dc....and we were at the house of an old lady who wanted us to help someone....there were bikers outside that we had to avoid by hiding....and we found her on the ground with a bunch of smashed glass and blood on the ground....i directed large trucks around us because we were in the middle of the road.....i carried her inside and put her on a chair while the dc i was with went to tell the old lady she was fine....than the girl locked me in her living room and said she was going to burn the place down (she thought it was my house)....i petted the cats and took out my cell phone to text the dc that went out that the girl is an arsonist and woke up irl

the most normal and likely to happen dream (the amusement park) is the one where i go lucid....but the ones where i breath underwater are seen as not dreams to me....but yay on my first lucid in a while

note: xanax

So during my second attempt to become lucid I kept waking up and it would fail, so then I gave up since I have an early work day during the week, and went to sleep.
I remember small segments of my dream, and I'm not sure if they were all separate dreams or just continuations of the same dream. I woke up in between each segment, but at one point I THOUGHT I was in a dream and tried blasting rainbows from my hands....then I found out I was actually awake >_____> Anyways here's what I recorded in my actual Dream Journal:

First Segment: I was with a group of friends on a cable car ride to the top of a very steep and grassy hill. There were many Evergreen trees scattered throughout the hill, but I remember one of my friends saying "this snowboarding trip is gonna be great!" I remember thinking to myself 'snowboarding? here? Madness!!' Once we reached the top of the hill I was already geared up in winter attire, and on my board. The moment my board touched the green grass SNOW APPEARED, and it covered the entire hillside as I was making my way down. It's as if I was actually creating the snow to ride on, but then I woke up!

Second Segment: I remember being outside of my ex-girlfriend's home (though it was totally different, and the location was WAAAAYYYY off) talking to her mother and father. Her mother was acting kind of goofy, and laughing a lot, and her father was going on about buying everyone expensive bicycles...including me! I went over to a bike and started examining it when I woke up!

Third Segment (this I think was either two dreams connected to each other, or just continuing the same one: I was still outside at my ex's house while her parents were goofing off and riding tricycles when I felt a weird sensation in my left hand. I looked at my hand only to find the palm completely covered in pins (the kind you would stick in a pin-cushion) and the bulbs at the very tips were powder blue. I remember saying to myself "this is so weird. why is this happening?" and trying to pull them out. I think I got two or three pulled out, but each one I touched afterwards would sting the crap out of my right hand! What?? So I decided I'd go inside their house and play with their cat (they actually don't own a cat in real life). The cat I found was dark gray, and your standard fat house cat. It would hiss and growl high pitch noises and claw me if I tried to pet it. But for some reason I decided to keep trying to pet him. The cat ran away underneath an end table, and the routine repeated itself...until the cat yelled "**** YOU!!!!" and bit my hand. The bite hurt so much that I got mad, grabbed the hind legs, and punched him in the stomach, and then woke up! At the end of this segment I opened my actual eyes, still feeling like I was in a dream, held out my left hand and said in my head "I WILL blast rainbows from my hand!!!" I think I did this twice before I realized...."crap....I failed the WILD again!"

10-19-2012 -- [Weird, disjointed, all over the place.] I find myself at a place which ought to be my house, but instead it feels like a place where I am just visiting for a few minutes. Oddly enough I am watching TV laying on a bed in this house that isn't mine. On the way here, I saw what looked like Cocoa (a cat I had some 30 years ago) and called it over and it came to me, so it probably was. I brought it and another cat, a black one (but thicker than Black Lightning) with me to this house that isn't mine, but where I am still laying on a bed watching TV.

Somehow it turns to listening to some sort of radio broadcast or something, though still on the same system, and then I end up scratching a record (or perhaps a CD) while trying to switch out which one was playing on the old fashioned turntable. Somebody is asking about the cat, and I explain it is mine, and I will take it with me when I leave.

Somehow I soon find myself in a locker room after either a gym class, or using a gym. For some reason we are using the ladies locker room because they told us to, something with scheduling, but now a bunch of ladies are supposed to be coming in, so I am changing clothes really slowly, waiting around and hoping to see something. But for the longest time we're the only ones here, and when I finally spot a lady on the other side of the locker room, she's already changed into her exercise outfit and is leaving. Darn!

Soon I find I am walking through an area somewhere at Disney World, heading for a meeting with Keith T. and Happy. I pass some guy playing really badly on a guitar, and am not impressed with the song he has written, though Keith raves about the guy. I get into the restaurant where I am meeting with Keith, only to find he is here to talk about and introduce me to a guy who he says was around the Adventurers Club as much as I was, but disagrees with every opinion I have about the place.

I think that makes him an idiot, because I loved the place, and if he disagrees with me about everything, he hates the place, but still hung out there several hours a night, seven days a week. Surely a sure sign of an idiot. Anyway, the location keeps flashing back and forth between this restaurant and the Club, itself, as we're either talking about things or watching actual shows at the Club.

Keith is talking excitedly about the mask with the eyes that move, and wondering how he missed it, and I point out that I showed him that mask a couple of times, and he must have a bad memory or something. He also shows me video footage of one of the peacock statues around the main salon playing some sort of card game with it's beak, and I have to admit I had never seen one of them do that.

This other big fan who actually hated the place is there, and talking about people simulating sex in the main salon with their clothes on, and even going as far as to demonstrate, while insulting me and telling me I would never notice, because nobody would want to do that with me, anyway. What a jerk.

Anyway, by this time Keith is about to leave, and is gathering up some kind of weird contact lenses that he has kind of 'built' for some black thug who is supposed to be paying him well for them, except I look in a mirror and see the black thug entering the restaurant behind us, and preparing to kill Keith and just take them. I tell Keith to run, and he doesn't get it, so I think there is a good chance he gets it.

And suddenly I find myself at home, waiting to use the restroom so I can take a shower, when a bunch of young ladies who shouldn't be here keep using the restroom, instead. One of them leaves the door open, and I manage to catch sight of one not too impressive chest before she closes the door.

Random dream, all over the place, and not much storyline.

This is one of my weirdest dreams.... I was in my house and my dad was holding a box in front of me that had 3 cats in it.
All 3 of the cats looked like one of my cats. Like this. (Obviously not 100% accurate)

And no they weren't kittens, they were 3 cats sleeping in a box together, and they all looked exactly the same.

Next part of the dream, I was with a few friends in my school and we had guns and we were just running around looking for enemies or whatever. Then I remember like dropping my gun or something, then having to go back and get it. The gun looked mostly like this.

This was a pretty weird dream... I never actually got to shoot anything though... :/
I'm not even a violent person and have never gotten in trouble with the law or anything... Why do so many of my dreams involve me having a gun...??? Or that there's random police officers???

I rate this dream 3/5 awesome dances.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am sleeping in a tree on my side yard. It is a huge tree with a thick branch. My neighbors car pulls into their driveway and I wake up. Instead of walking into their house they go into their backyard through the side yard. I pretend to be asleep when they notice me in the tree. After they go into the backyard I follow them. My cat V is there and he is extremely happy to see me. He is making strange noises that I somehow know are happy sounds.

Dream 2:

I am getting ready to play in a huge football game with my boss. My boss keeps asking me if I am ready, rushing me. I am hanging out with my co-worker YA.

Dream 3:

I am fighting Sheeva from Mortal Kombat.

Dream 4:

I have a child - a little baby girl. I am very good with her and I am holding her, talking to her, etc...

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am at a water park / amusement park. I go on a crazy roller coaster with my wife.

Dream 2:

I am at a doctor's office with my wife talking about having a baby. There is some kind of complication and we have to make a choice. Either I would have to carry the child or my wife needs surgery. They run some tests on my wife and decide that they can do the surgery. They need to put some new walls in her vagina. I ask "how long before we can start trying for a baby?" The doc says one month after the surgery.

Dream 3:

I am back at my old house on Pam Lane. I am with my wife and my coworker GM. He is living in DA's house across the street from mine. He is telling me about someone who got murdered. Some little kid comes up on his bike and interrupts us. He asks if I own a beagle. I say yes. The kid says that my beagle got away again and then goes on to explain how everyone in the neighborhood hates my dog. I go out onto the street and see my dog. I start chasing him but he runs down to the end of the street.

I drive down to the end of the street. My dog is in someone's garage along with my two cats S and V. I park in the driveway, go inside the garage, and knock on the inside door. I ask if I can leave my car there while I take my pets home (I don't want to get hair in my car). She rudely replies "You got 10 minutes." This pisses me off because there is no reason to put a time limit on it since she had nothing to do. She is just being a bitch so I punch her dog in the stomach (in her garage).

I miraculously pick up all three of my animals (kind of just stacked them) and walk home. It has suddenly changed from daytime to nighttime and I remember that I only have ten minutes. I start speed walking incredibly fast. I look at the houses wiz by and it seems like I am walking about 40 mph. I think "How is it possible for me to be walking this fast?"

HOW AM I NOT LUCID AT THIS POINT!?!

I drop the pets off in my backyard and head back to the old lady's house. I run because I am out of time. I think "Why can't I run as fast as I was speed walking earlier?" I finally get to the house and knock on her garage door. It opens slowly to reveal her smirking face. Apparently she has a camera in her garage and caught me punching her dog. She steps aside to reveal a cop waiting to arrest me for animal cruelty. The cop is a famous fat actor. I run and hide in her neighbors backyard.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

It is my turn to present at our departments large meeting. I am going to present a mixture of old data and new data that my boss threw together. (Once again) I didn't even look at the slides before presenting. I am doing a horrible job presenting the material. People start leaving, talking and roaming around then the meeting ends. I am off the hook for good - apparently this is the last meeting.

Dream 2:

J - the bartender at the bowling alley - is a gasoline salesperson. I am explaining some difficult math to her about evaporation rates of the gasoline.

Dream 3:

I am on a guided kayaking tour on a river with my wife. I am being an idiot - going too fast and being reckless. I start fucking with a bear and then it realizes that I have food in my backpack. It fake charges me about five times. It is very smart and I think it is talking to me. I run and hide in a bathroom and then a gift shop. The bear finds me. I realize that it is not food in my pack that the bear wants, but perhaps something I have done to the locals pissed him off. There are now two bears chasing me. I trick them somehow and get a head start back to my car. I would have made it easily but someone was with me and slowed me down. The bear catches me.

Dream 4:

I am in my house but there is no furniture. It looks just as it did when we first bought it and put the fresh carpet in. My cats are there. The black one is HUGE and V is whiter than usual. They are both purring like crazy.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1

I am hiking in Joshua Tree National Park with my wife and a group of about 15 people. I see a large, orange, striped tiger that looks exactly like a Bengal tiger cross the trail up ahead. We call it a bobcat since they are native to this region even though it is clearly a tiger. We all consider ourselves to be extremely lucky to spot one of these creatures in the wild. Then all of a sudden the bobcat circles around behind us and starts fake attacking. It continues to circle us for a while. My wife ways something in another language and I ask her to translate (I don’t remember what she says). Next someone from the group asks “Is this really happening?” I wish a professional was in our group to tell us how to respond to an aggressive tiger.

Next we are all in my house – specifically the kitchen. The bobcat keeps circling us and we begin to yell at it and start slapping its back to try and scare it away. Finally the bobcat tries to get out of the house but the sliding door is closed. We open it and the bobcat goes out into the back yard. I notice that my cat, V, is out by the pool and I think to myself “Oh it’s gonna be so cool to see how V interacts with the bobcat!” V meowed and the bobcat sees him. At that moment I realize what is going to happen and I am flooded with sorrow and anger (at myself for letting this happen). The bobcat grabs V in his mouth in a flash and carries him over the fence. The whole way out of the yard V’s eyes are locked with mine. I drop to my knees, head in hands, and start crying. A huge wave of emotions and thoughts come over me – it is my fault, the one thing that unconditionally loves me is dead because of me, etc.

I wake up with the song “Karma Police” by radio head stuck in my head (this is what you get…).

Dream 2:

My next door neighbors get a new front lawn installed.

Dream 3:

I am at a pool with my wife and we have two kids. I ask some guy for something - I think he is in a phone booth and I ask him for money.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am at work and I step into my bosses office. He asks me to present on something that I'm not too familiar with and he only gives me 6 hours to prepare. It was basically like "Oh by the way I want you to present this later today." He made the slides for me but I was so busy all day I didn't get a chance to review them. I am basically going up there blind. I recall following my boss on my motorcycle to get to the presentation. There are not too many people at the presentation but it is a huge auditorium - it almost looks like a church. All I remember is watching myself give the talk from the seats and I was TANKING the presentation. Nobody cared though.

Dream 2:

I am in the hunger games (again) with my wife - this time it is in a city. There are 24 contestants like usual but we are among the general population. My wife and I form a pact with some other contestants so we would have a chance against the careers. But when the strongest career approaches us our "friends" back out and run. The career chases my wife and I. I get her to safety and the career chases me to the beach. I manage to cut his arms off (SOMEHOW) and I drown him in the ocean. I really want to make sure he is dead and will not come back to get me so I start carrying his body. I carry his body back to the restaurant where some other contestants (including our "friends") are eating. I drop him on their table. Then I grab my wife and set out to live alone with her. We set up camp on a hillside. It turned out to be a poor location - in hindsight I believe we were on a golf course. We wanted to be secluded. I begin to teach her how to hunt, fight, etc... until the army spots us. They inform us that the hunger games are over. Some Asian army guy is laughing at me for some reason. I tell him and everyone else to shut the fuck up - they all listened to me because at this point I was kind of a legend. He said something about being tough and I replied "have you ever been the last one standing in a battle to the death against 24 people?" That shut him up.

Notes:
For some reason during the hunger games I was forced to try and kill my cat V. I tried twisting his neck to break it but I wasn't able to kill him (physically). Also, my wife wouldn't listen to me and almost got us killed numerous times. I think she was just really scared.

The dream starts out with me and my family sitting on our front porch watching a house down the street burn down. Since that house actually did burn a couple years ago and was rebuilt, my reaction was "Cool, I get to watch it burn again." xD

The flames eventually caught the next house over on fire. We watched the people living there run around trying to grab anything important before it burned. As I was watching this, I noticed an orange light coming from behind me -- my house was on fire now.

We only had enough time to grab one item we wanted to save before we had to get out. Everyone grabbed an item and a cat (we have too many cats ) and ran out the door. Turning around, all I can say is, "Damn arsonists."

I’m on a boat with my family. The inside of the boat is full of water, and we’re all just floating around in it. But then, I guess the water drains out because suddenly it’s all gone.

I’m talking to my sisters, when suddenly I remember that I might have forgotten to pack my laptop. Part of me doesn’t care that much because apparently we’re going to be somewhere that doesn’t have any Internet access anyway, but I still wanted my laptop around so that I could write on it and stuff. So, I go to double-check my luggage. There are some plastic bags lying around and I start looking through them, but they’re all just full of shoes. Finally, I find my backpack, but it looks like I didn’t pack anything very useful. Apparently I only packed a few items of clothing and then a bunch of Beanie Babies. And I stuffed everything into the front pocket instead of packing it in the main part of the backpack.

So, I stand up again. And right then I become lucid for like two seconds. It just randomly occurs to me that I’m dreaming, and I run out onto the deck of the boat saying, “I’m lucid! I’m lucid!” I decide I’m going to jump off the boat and into the water. So, I do that. But, as soon as I do, I just find myself back on the boat again and I’m no longer lucid. Oh well.

When I’m back on the boat, I see that my dad is standing at a stove and cooking something. When I get closer, I see he’s frying a bunch of snails in a pan. And they’re not normal snails, either … They’re like, super gigantic snails that are probably like six inches long. My mom is standing nearby and starts complaining about how disgusting it is and how my dad will just have to eat those by himself.

At that point, I start walking up some stairs, because apparently the boat has two floors. On the second floor, there are a few rooms that look like bedrooms, and one room that looks like a kitchen. For some reason, I’m convinced that my friend Hannah lives on the second floor of the boat.

There are a ton of cats on the second floor. I don’t remember all of them, but … There’s this one, huge fat grey and white cat that’s just sitting around. There are a couple of small, grey kittens. And then there’s this really exotic-looking cat who has a black head, but the rest of her body is orange (possibly with some white … I don’t remember very clearly). She has abnormally large ears. And when she blinks, her face kind of like, folds in on itself so you can’t see it. It’s weird. But anyway, I really like this cat and start petting her. Just then, Hannah’s mom comes up the stairs, and I feel guilty because apparently the cat is hers, and it was in her bedroom. But she doesn’t seem to care I’m there. Suddenly, all of my family comes upstairs and they’re all wandering around.

I start playing with one of the kittens, and I try to pick him up, but he scratches my finger. I look down and see that my index finger is bleeding. I walk over to the exotic-looking cat and let her lick the cut. My mom is watching and she’s like, “Awwwww.”

We’re now standing in the kitchen on the second floor, and everyone is pouring cereal into plastic bags and then … layering the plastic bags on top of each other. It’s sort of hard to describe. But anyway.

Apparently the whole time, we were taking the boat to a family reunion of some sort. It’s at some theme park––I guess kind of like Disney World? Anyway, I end up waiting around for this Cinderella-themed ride. It’s this huge white and gold boat that just like, flies up into the sky and swings around.

So, the boat comes down out of the sky, and two ladies dressed as the evil stepsisters get off it, complaining that the ride has no seatbelts. So I’m like, “Oh boy.” Just then, two of my sisters show up and we all get on the ride.

Sure enough, there are no seatbelts. There are just a bunch of benches running across the boat. There’s this random Asian guy sitting at one end of the boat dressed as Prince Charming and he’s like, “HELLOOO.” And we’re all like, “… Hi.”

The boat flies up into the sky and starts swinging back and forth. And we’re all pretty much just sliding around like crazy. And I’m afraid I might fall off, except there are a bunch of these wire fence-type things around the sides of the boat, so I figure I’ll be okay.

Even though only my sisters and I got on the boat to begin with, there are suddenly a lot of other people on the ride as well. The ride keeps going upside down, and when it does, we all just have to sort of hook our feet under the benches and hang there. Then there’s some point where the benches detach from the inside of the boat––and we all have to hold on to a bench as it shoots off into the sky. And when that happens, everyone has a ray of magical color streaming out behind them, and it forms a rainbow.

After that part, there’s this other part where each person gets filmed individually while they dance around holding a fake gun. Apparently there’s going to be some event where we all pretend to shoot each other, for some reason. I stand in front of a computer, watching the people who have been filmed so far. Everyone has to dance against some weird, purple background.

Anyway, I wander off and then my mom and I start talking to some old guy who is apparently related to me. He talks about how he loves that ride that I just went on, and how his favorite part is the shooting part, because it reminds him of when he fought in some war. Then he starts talking about the war and about how horrific it was. And he talks about how he had this wound in his leg, which he claims looked like a gaping mouth with razor-sharp teeth or something. And I’m like, “… What.”

I start thinking about how horrible it would be to be in a war. And suddenly I’m afraid I’m going to get drafted into a war or something, and I’m going to die.

Then one of my younger siblings comes up to me––I think Annabelle––and she wants me to come with her, to find some fireworks that are apparently going on. So, I go with her to look for them. For some reason, she thinks they’re in this nearby dark room. But nothing is going on in there, and there are people in there sleeping in sleeping bags. So we leave.

And I think that’s all.