Dream episode

Day of dream: this afternoon

My family and I seemed to be traveling. I sensed there was a lot of tension going on between me and my dad. I was playfully teasing my brother, and my dad was not happy about it. He was accusing me of being a bitter person and trying to boost my self-esteem by belittling others.

We were on the road, and it was snowing heavily. So we stopped, at this place where it seemed like a newly abandoned indoor skiing place, with natural snow (don't ask me how). The corners and edges still had some snow on them. The parts that are not covered with snow are baring concrete. There was little snow at the end of the slopes to cushion any brave skier.

I playfully teased my brother into rolling down the snow. We picked the gentlest slope, the one closest to the entrances, and started tumbling down. The way down was slow. We had to stand and restart multiple times, but we really enjoyed rolling in the snow.

When we got to the bottom of the slopes, my dad, still on the slopes making his way down, was again reprimanding me for being a selfish person for putting both me and my brother in danger. At this point, I was feeling like a very bad person. I argued, taking the stand that I understand it is perfectly safe and nobody got injured and we actually had fun. However before I can bring up the "fun" element, my dad, to my horror, decided to exagerate what we did to state his point. He came down really fast, almost hit a cardboard-polar bear, did a mid-air summersault. Just when we was about to hit head-first on the concrete ground, he landed awkwardly but safely on his feet (as if some mysterious force changed his course).

I was furious! I screamed at him, walking back and forth between the carboard-bear and to him, and demonstrating how close he came to making his brains into pudding. He agreed that he was acting like a jerk. And we began to wonder what had made him change his course. It felt supernatural. We agreed, and decided to leave.

Just then, out of the corner of my eyes, I saw my mom in a half-trans state. She was reaching out... to a ghost! I shouted and dashed toward my mom to stop her. The spirit was a ghost of a wealthy woman (who owned the indoor ski place?), and was bounded to the place by her wealth. Apparently she was not happy about it, and wanted to trade places with my mom (partly because she fell in love at first sight with my handsome dad). She promised my mom wealth, but my mom was not aware that she would be trapped. All my mom had to do was take the ghost's clutch.

(Backtrack) So while my dad and I were arguing, my mom, in her semi-trans state, almost took the clutch. But right at that moment, my dad almost crashed his skull on the concrete floor. The ghost turned from her "mission" and saved my dad.

(Back to the regular timeflow) We told her that she can't do that. And she was gone. My mom took the clutch (without trading place with the ghost). We hurriedly left the place with the money in the clutch. (I grabbed my ALDO heels and tried to put it in my purse so that I can take my other two pairs of shoes.)


Note: The wealthy ghost was not scary at all. In fact, I remember feeling comfortable with her. On the other hand, my family is strangely uncomfortable, with little morals and sense of justice. This family is very different from my family in real life.