(ummm i have zero clue how to start this so I'll just write down the dream)
"Mommy" a little girl cried to me. "Yes dear" my dream self replied to the little child who looked to be about five. " Uncle said bad!" she told me while pointing at who i recognized as an older version of my brother. "HUNTER! PUT A DOLLAR IN THE SWEAR JAR" dream me yelled. "NOOOOO" He yelled. Dream me suddenly pulled out a flipping knife " GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE" I heard dream me yell.
And then i woke up and I freaked out because i was actually holding a jar... I bet you thought i was gonna say "A knife" meh whatever. Goodnight peps.
