Yesterday I dreamt about myself, sleeping on my own bed, and was woken up by a strange voice calling me, which my family answered I'm not home. I was quite afraid though. My grandpa later went into my room and said something, but it wasn't quite clear to me.

I went downstairs and what I saw wasn't my own house, but a food store. The stranger who called me was downstairs talking to my other family members. He gave me some old My Little Pony toys, and a few of them for my cousins and friends (I don't think I've ever met those 'friends' of mine there).

Some random show like stories happened later- full of good and bad consequences- I don't know how to explain it. Somehow I have to choose my ending(?) and what to do before that(?).

They didn't keep the toys, but I kept mine. Before that, I washed them, along with the ones my cousins and 'friends' left in the soap box, there're two. Whelp, one of them looked like a genderbent version of Zephyr Breeze from MlP: Friendship is Magic though.

Perhaps it's because I ate at McDonald's yesterday and one of the random toys is an old My Little Pony toy that I dreamt of all this.

I woke up a little later.