u/Smoky-Trevally68

- Grows up with a divorced alcoholic and drug addicted dad
- Her dad constantly abuses her
- Turns into a psychopath who kills anything that moves for fun
- Her dad dies from drug overdose
- Went into foster care, started training and racing
- Retires, started doing drugs and being very reckless that leads to her having a bunch of kids that she all left at an adoption center.
- Quit doing drugs and married a guy who she’d met in a drug rehab course
- Have a happy family for some time
- Shot her husband in the head three times with his hunting rifle after a small argument
- Drops Sunday Silence as an infant at an adoption center.
- Turned herself in to the police right in front of the adoption center while sitting next to Sunday Silence’s bassinet
- Show no remorse for killing the only man that loves her unconditionally
- Gets a life in prison while Sunday Silence grew up under foster care
- Dies of heart failure at 31 in prison

So this is my last night’s dream:

Basically there’s an UFO landed in my backyard and there are like 20-30 grey aliens walking out of the saucer. I immediately put GPS trackers on them before chainin them together and started playing Dixieland on my bluetooth speaker. I then sell their flying saucer to a junk dealer for twenty dollars before leading them to a pineapple plantation where they are forced to pick pineapples and suddenly my Indian friend just pops out of nowhere and pulls a full plate of butter chicken and naan from his pocket. We had a meal while the aliens are picking pineapples which one of them literally got dissolved into a puddle of fertilizer after trying to eat a pineapple.

All of a sudden Gold Ship (from umamusume) just stood behind me before doing her winning pose (a drop kick) and I woke up at 6.37

But the things started to make sense because I was talking to my cousin about aliens a couple hours before I sleep. And the last song in a random country music playlist on my youtube music is Dixieland out of all circumstances. But I can’t figure out why my Indian friend and the butter chicken, the junk dealer and the whole pineapple thing came from. Maybe I’ve just bought three pineapples a day prior because it’s Sunday and I always restock my fridge on Sundays.