Bad Location?
We bought a house as we do in so many of my dreams that resembled a house we lived at in Greenwood. As it always turns out, we weren't happy there so we continued to look. Somehow, we ended up in this single wide trailor (that I was absolutely horrified about). It seemed fairly new and as we stepped in, a huge wind began to blow quickly reminding me one of the reasons I never wanted to live in another trailor again. I'm thinking this is temporary, especially since this home was located right in the middle of a city with a parking lot for a yard and a gas station behind us. I remember walking up to my door one evening and seeing some people rushing into the gas station, one man with a huge automatic weapon in hand. I made a quick dash towards my home and hid at my front door, hoping noone had seen me. I wasn't so lucky. A woman had spotted me, strangely enough, she was mexican, and came after me. I don't know how she caught me but the next thing I knew, she was demanding...