Place withheld · 2010-07-23 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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this one starts outside, i do not know where, its sunny out. me, my sister, my stepdad, and my mom are all standing near a bunch of trucks full of red dirt, or maybe it was brick dust, i do not know. we were all planning to steal some of it to cover something up, which just happened to be buried right next to the trucks lol. they start shoveling the stuff out, i am standing a distance away, doing something. i then grab a different type of shovel and bring it over to my stepdad, who is doing all of the shoveling. i hand it to him, saying something like "try it this way, it will be easier...". he takes it and is unusually happy about my idea, praising me a lot. my mom then says something to him, calling him "tuck", which is not his name. i think in the dream my stepdad and my mom were just starting to date or something, and she got his name wrong. i was calling her a dumbass in my head lol. then the story changes, my mom and sister go into a building, but i do not go with them, i hear them talking inside. then, after a small memory gap, i am inside a very old fashioned house, and my stepdad is getting his temperature read by some sort of antique thermometer held by some old guy, there is someone else in the room too, i do not remember who it was though. it looked like a small rectangular box with a fan inside, and a wire going into my stepdad's mouth. then, they get him a real digital one, just in case the antique was wrong. that is all i remember, i had to wake up with an alarm.
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