My parents, older sister and I were in this computer store but it didn't have any computers or anything, just an empty store. There were big windows on the wall that had the front door on it, and it was mainly just concrete and gray-ness for the floor and walls. I have no idea why we were there, but it was a dream, so whatever.
My older sister (who was 6 at the time) and my mom went to the front desk and started talking to the guy.
Daddy was reading a newspaper. He was walking around. I didn't really notice him, or at least I can't remember it that much, because it was a dream, after all.
I was walking around too, when I saw Daddy falling down the stairs. Except, it wasn't really falling... I don't really know how to describe it. It was weird.
I glanced over and I was like "OMG!!! I have to save Daddy!!!!" And I rushed over.
OKAY!!! Back to the story!!!!
So anyway, I was like "NOOO!!!!" and I rushed over. I started doing all of these flips and somersaults that were completely unnecessary and I can't (and couldn't) even do in real life, but yeah.
So I was going down the stairs and Daddy was still doing those weird flip things and I grabbed him just as the stairs fell out from under his feet and I saved him. Supposedly you forget colours quickest after a dream finishes but I still remember that the walls were gray and the bottomless pit had this weird reddish-orange light coming up from the bottom. And my hair was blond (it still is... But it was lighter back then, like platinum blond). I think I might have been wearing purple or blue.
Anyway, we came up back to the top of the stairs but I don't remember anything else because I woke up.
When I woke up, I found that I was on the floor halfway across the room. Probably because of all of that dream-flipping.
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