On Wednesday in my English class we finished a book called "A day no pigs would die." It was a sad story about a boy's pet having to get killed. That's why I think I had this dream.
I was living with a family. They were really nice. I don't know where their house was but it was my house only a little bit different. Mysteriously their youngest daughter was killed or died, and then my two cats died. Because I was so attached to them it was very hard on me and I was crying a lot. I also wasn't allowed to see their grave. (I don't know why.) Then my doctor and I were playing a game in a drugstore and he was chasing me. As I was hiding I saw some friends of mine, and they were looking for cards to send to their parents. I didn't understand that. But I told them my cats died and I started crying and couldn't stop.