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I am alone in Mom’s house when I hear a knock on the door. Coming from my room, I creep up to the peephole and try to see who it is. It looks dark out, and I see a female walking away from the male who is still right outside the door. Though he’s mostly a shadowy figure, I guess he’s in his late 20s-30s. Though she is walking away, I think she’s older, maybe in her 40s. I start to think maybe I shouldn’t have come up to the door, because he’ll have heard me or seen my shadow against the windows and know that someone is in the house. After a moment he leaves, but he starts walking around the side of the house towards the back door. In a small panic, I rush over there to make sure the door is locked. I also think I call 911 at this point. There is some trouble, like them not believing me or being dismissive. I end up outside of the house in an attempt to get away from this guy but also keep my eye on him. As I’m walking around, I notice the snow on the ground and that our house is one of the ones with no cars in the driveway. I wonder if this caused them to pick our house.




I’m with some people from work, by a large outdoor pool. I think we’re in a pool house or something, and it feels like we’re doing work things. I notice a printed schedule that has written additions on one of the days - Saturday? I think it’s Julia and Ethan that are here. Now, I am doing cannonballs into this fairly crowded pool. I do one and end up hitting the bottom even though it’s a deep pool. When I surface, Makayla? makes a funny comment. I jump again, moving through the air at about half the speed I really should be, and collide into a red haired boy. Again I’m jumping, this time soaring over most of the pool and gently landing in the patch of gravel past it. There is something about me being really good at cannonballs because I’m not good at other things.