2/19/08

I'm at my house with my parents and the Christmas tree is up when the doorbell rings. Before I open the door I can see there is a little girl on the porch holding something, but she is gone when I open the door and go outside. On the front patio is a table full of food, a desk, and a giant whip that is resting on the desk. The whip is made out of plant material and has both fuzzy and spikey hairs on it. I pick it up and accidently break it near the handle, but when I put the two pieces together they fuse back to how it was. There is a riddle/poem on the desk that I wish I could remember, but the gist was that I was suppose to whip my dad to death and then by eating the food, my mother and I could join him in the underworld. I remember discussing with my mom whether or not it was a trick. (Luckily I woke up before I had to whip my dad).