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I was at my Uncle Mickey's house, though it was laid out the same as my old house in Kayenta. I was in the middle bedroom, which was their computer room. Everyone was in the living room, and I was surfing the Internet. I surfed my normal sites, such as Flickr and Twitter, but then I accidentally opened a porn site.
I also opened YouTube, and some inappropriate videos showed up as recommended. I clicked on one, and it didn't require me to sign in to view it. It was a girl giving a man oral sex. I freaked out and closed the window. My brother came in the room. We talked a little, and he left to the back bedroom. Now I was nervous. I didn't want him to come in and see me sweating, so I decided to check some things.
First, I opened another Firefox window and typed some words in the address bar. The videos and sites that came up before showed up, so I knew the history would show them. I tried to clear the history, but there was no option to do that. That made me really nervous. I decided to download CCleaner to clear the history and auto-fill and anything else I might have done.
There wasn't an admin lock on that, so I could download it. My brother walked in as I opened it and asked what I was doing. I said I was going to run some programs to clear up Uncle Mickey's computer. I said I thought he'd appreciate his computer running faster.
I checked all the items I thought applicable and began running the program to clear the files. Then I wondered if the reason the history wouldn't clear was because it was saved in Internet Explorer. I figured CCleaner would clean that too, so I relaxed a little and put my hands behind my head. My elbow bumped an intercom device on the stand to my left. It beeped, and my uncle picked up. I said I accidentally bumped it. I walked into the living room, and he had been sleeping on the couch. I said if I needed to talk, I'd just walk into the other room.
We had portable intercom devices in my house, but we used them to communicate between the house and the separate study building when I was doing homework.
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I arrived at my uncle's doorstep in Tucson. It was slightly different from the real thing. I walked in an entryway and then got to the big wooden door. A newspaper in a bag was outside the door. The flag of the paper looked like the Gallup, N.M., paper, the Independent, but I think it was El Independiente. The door was unlocked, so I walked in.
My mom and brother and Uncle Mike were in there. I gave Mike the paper. My mom and brother seemed busy. My brother could only mention in passing that he wanted to go to a nearby lookout tower and see the view. There was a small outlook area a block away that overlooked some tree-covered mountains.
Then I was in a bedroom in the house. It was next to a courtyard. The wall facing the courtyard had giant glass windows, and the door was mostly glass. There wasn't much privacy. I think a night had passed because I got out of bed and was really tired. My eyes hurt. The sheet came untucked, so I tried tucking a hospital corner.
I saw my mom and brother talking in the courtyard. I didn't want them to notice me, so I tried hurrying to tuck in the sheets and go back to bed. Then I noticed a lot of feathers in the bed. The red down comforter I was using had a small hole in it. I needed a vacuum but didn't want to ask.
My mom came in the room and was furious. She complained about the comforter because it was my uncle's. Then she started screaming at me about some drinking glasses I had. In a corner of the room was a small area set aside with a desk. I said I was doing homework there and drinking out of one of the glasses. She said they were too nice to use.
She was screaming at me in a really high-pitched, angry voice. It made me angry, so I grabbed her throat with my left hand and squeezed a little. I got my thumb on her Adam's apple and applied a little bit of pressure. She stopped screaming and then stopped breathing. Her face started turning a little red. She never made eye contact with me. She just stared straight ahead with a shocked look on her face. I thought about giving her mouth-to-mouth. Then I woke up.
El Independiente is one of two newspapers seniors at my university put out for classes. I took the other class, and that was more than six years ago.
There is no lookout tower in Tucson, and the mountains is oversaw were similar to Flagstaff's mountains.
My blue comforter had a hole in it a little larger than the hole in the comforter in this dream. I'm getting it repaired and should pick it up today, so it's been on my mind.