Magical Dream...

I’m traveling, on a mission to get something from somebody’s house. I cannot recall what I was getting, but it was important and for my family. The location it is at happens to be an ex babysitter and my step dad’s ex best friend. Surprisingly when I walk in, they are happy to see me and want to exchange pleasantries. Even more surprisingly, the man lying on the couch, whom I thought was sleeping, is my best friend’s deceased father…his eyes open wide and he glares at me in a very frightening way. Scared, I run out of the house.

Instead of running home with the item, I seem to run to Disney World. As it appears, I was scheduled a vacation there and just showed up a few days early. I made the necessary calls and informed my Aunt and Uncle that I was already here and would see them when they arrived.

There comes a knock on my suite door, bewildered, I go look through the peep hole. Surprised, I open the door to find my family—mom, step dad, sister, and brother, all standing there with their bags, and mine. Luckily for me, I start packing early. They decided they had never been and thought they would surprise me by showing up, and bringing me my stuff…wasn’t that nice.

A few days later my Aunt and Uncle arrive and I gladly move into our original suite and let my family have the one I was in. Once the confusion and awkwardness passes, everybody seems to have a good time and really embraced the magic. A day at Magic Kingdom brings us closer as we hijack a tour bus and head towards Frontier Ville ….

Then the alarm awakens me. Strange. It wasn’t the second Harry Potter movie redirected Tim Burton style, but still strange…