I was traveling around the forest with my sister who just had a baby like she did in real life. But the baby wasn’t there and I was trying to convince her to let my mom go see the baby. I was constantly following her and trying to think about how I could convince her without pissing her off. Eventually we made it to a treehouse where she finally stopped walking away, and we began to sing John Denver, Country Roads in a duet, where I was harmonizing pretty excellently.
From there I was looking at my dad’s sniper / marksman rifle setup that he was doing target practice with his friend. I asked if I could try taking a shot and the gun had little electronic buttons on either side to move it around. I moved it way off target, and messed everything up. But my dad wasn’t around, so I went looking for him. I eventually found him down the hill, but he was really distracted. So I went back to the house feeling upset, and looking for someone to talk to or eat dinner with. But everyone was distracted. My dad had a new girlfriend and her daughter was doing aerobics in the living room. So I went upstairs where there were different levels, and ended up in a room with kind of a party happening with intimidating thug looking guys. So I escaped out the window and was still upset, when I went into my room which was a small carpeted pod off the staircase. Then SB came in and started comforting me, when I started to explain the geometric shapes on these stickers that were sitting around.