I go to Dad’s house to see his girlfriend Kelly for some reason. Mom rides with me and firmly says she’ll stay in the car, which is what we both think is best. I ring the doorbell, which makes a pug bark wildly inside. I figure she’s not home, so I go inside and look around the house. I’m looking at the pictures on the wall in the living room when Mom decides to come inside. I really wasn’t expecting her to. Then, to my horror, I see Kelly is sleeping in the master bedroom. She gets out of bed. I am so uncomfortable and uneasy. Mom and Kelly in the same places feels wrong. So, so wrong.
Now I’m in a pool with a man and a woman. He makes fun of the way my hair gets in my eyes when I swim under water. I try to swim in a way that my hair doesn’t blind me but I fail. The man proposes to the woman and I tell the congratulations. They were worried I was going to think they were moving to fast with their relationship.
Then I am abandoned at a labor camp, and adopted by an awful family. I have three younger siblings. Before we left the labor camp, the little boy tries to hide what remains of our family treasure but he couldn’t do it. The box of our wealth ends up falling in the muck of the floor, buried in the mud and going unnoticed as we and other children walk in line to leave the camp. Once we’re at our new “home” we talk about hiding the treasure, a conversation that our owner partially overhears. He orders the youngest, the little boy that dropped the box, to show him where the treasure is hidden. The boy leads our owner, to the attic and shows where everyone knew the treasure used to be. The treasure once was in a big square Plucky Pennywhistle's Magical Menagerie bag, but someone moved it and it’s no longer there. Peter Pettigrew, our owner’s assistant, finds a pile of Plucky tins, and opens one up. It’s full of game-boards but not expensively old games like he was expecting. The boy still feels triumphant despite the scare of our treasure being found.
Peter goes through the bottom of the tin and finds poker chips. Since everything else in the tin is fake, he assumes the chips are as well. He mutters, “Stupid muggles,” before closing the tin and leaving with owner and the boy. I step up to the tin and take out a chip. I already know by the feel of it that it’s real. Someone replaced all the expensive old toys with fake cheap ones as a disguise, leaving the original valuable chips. I leave all of the chips alone except for one.
I have an old iPod touch-size device that I slide the chip into. It will open the menu of information such as where to spend it and how much it’s worth, if it’s authentic.[Continued]
Relative to Real Life~
Night of September 23rd, 2014 (Part 1 of 2)
Real-life characters: Kelly, mom, Peter Pettigrew (Harry Potter movies).
Dream-created characters: Pug, siblings, owner.
Real-life places: Dad’s house.
Dream-created places: Camp, attic.
Different than real life: My mom and Kelly have never been in the same place at the same time- at least not since Mom divorced Dad, I have no younger siblings.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.