The dream is mostly a blur. All I remember is ████ ████████ was my neighbor and he kind of found me annoying. We lived in a town that I had never seen before. I was walking along a street, pushing a bike beside me and he was walking towards me. I was wearing a pretty, pink, filly dress.

We stop and talk. He was walking home from the store. He had a hundred pound bag slung against his shoulders. He notices how hungry I look and gives me some fruit. He gives me peaches and plums and some kind of alien looking fruit. I eat them then say, “Thanks. My dad and I are poor so we can’t afford fresh fruits.”

We talk some more and he abruptly says, “You know I’ll never love you, right?”

“Yeah,” I reply, “I never really expected anybody to love me, anyway.”

Then he says, “Some old lady bought your old house.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It was in the newspaper. It looked real sorry in the picture they showed.”

The dream cuts to a picture of the house. It’s falling apart. The siding id made of corrugated metal. Everything is just in horrible disrepair.