Finally I can remember a dream!

I was going to Florida again. Things were different in my dream, just minor things. I was living in the same house, but the inside doesn’t look like it really does. For one thing my room was bigger and nicer looking. My dad took me out to buy a hedgehog. When I asked him if he would take care of it for me while I was in florida, he told me to expect it to be dead by time I got back. I was horrified, but knew there was nothing I could do about it.

The next thing I can remember is that I’m walking home from Florida. Im walking over some bridge and a homelss black man asks me to borrow his cell phone to call the police so he can get a job. I wasn’t going to lend it to him, but I called for him. Once the police picked up I got scared and told them I had made a mistake, then turned to the man and said there was nothing I could do. I asked him what his story was, and he sang and played piano but quit his job for one reason or another. I told him he should try and get his job back. All the time I had been talking to him things had been spinning and suddenly I was home, and he announced he had a job, and we all rejoiced.

I went into the basement, and down there were lotsa fish, plus two hamsters. Apparently one of them was my sister’s, and the other was mine. My dad told me he had taken very good care of my sisters, but not of mine. I got upset with him and but the hamster in a shopping bag (o.O) to bring it upstairs. I went upstairs and the hamster was shaking uncontrolably, with good reason though. I went back downstairs and found out we had a new bunny, and for whateve reason the bunny and the guinea pig were on the back porch and I was trying to prevent them from escaping. The guinea pig seemed to love me though.

I went back to my room and checked on the hedgehog. sure enough, it wasn’t moving. But then my perspective changed. It moved. I gradually began to wake up and it moved more.

And now I’m just really tired