dream journal #2

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Concept: Gaisano (a local mall) decided to have an unlimited, free blowout. So basically, EVERYTHING IS FREE. You can stock up on anything you want. No receipts, no payments, no strings attached. In the dream, tho, it didn't look like Gaisano. It was a smaller, humbler version of the aforementioned mall. It seemed more like a family business than anything. You still have to line up at the cashier to get your items checked, though. Although you don't have to pay anything for them. There were about two guards.

fuzzy detail: I remember giants. I remember giants screaming "blow out the trigger triggers" or something of the sort. Each aisle had those things, which I think were for security purposes. So now that I think of it, maybe the blowout sale wasn't voluntary.

I remember taking as much items as I could. I remember panicking and returning at least thrice. These are some items I remember taking: Alaska Distilled Milk, the ones that come in juice boxes; A sport drink of some kind; Cookies; Nissin Chocolate Thingies; Dove soap with free shampoo or razor? I took about two, and then the guard suggested I just get the really big one cause it looked like I had a bit trouble carrying them.

Afterwards, it had already reached six pm, which is the end of the blowout. I wanted to go back in but the guard had told me not to. Strictly Six Pm. My dad was still in checkout, and I screamed at him to go get me cookies. Details are fuzzy now.

My mom and my brothers waited outside for my dad. Then two helicopters suddenly came into view. "You're under arrest for ...." I don't remember what the charges were, all I know is that we started running like crazy. We reached the woods, and I guess I sacrificed myself for my mom, which is so unlike me.

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