The American Dream

Sam/Mattie - sisters
Brian/D.C. - kids at teen center

I was staying at my grandma's house with my family, but she lived in some strange place I didn't recognize. My family upset me for some reason and I decided to run away. I took the screen off one of the windows in the room I was staying in and climbed outside. Earlier Sam and I had locked our bikes somewhere in the city so I started running to get mine. I ran pretty far, and when I got to the spot the bikes were missing. I decided to just forget about the whole plan and go back to my grandma's. When I got there I looked to see if I had actually brought the bike there, and I had, then I felt really stupid.
I went to the grocery store with my family (my mom and my dad were still married). We got in line with all of our stuff, and we had multiple shopping carts full of groceries. I was really angry that my parents thought we needed so much stuff. Standing in the line with all of that stuff was a pain too because I would have to walk down the line of carts and push them all forward every few minutes. Sam and Mattie kept grabbing more stuff and bringing it back. Sam dropped a juice container on the floor and it rolled into another customer's feet.
I had a view of a random family driving somewhere for vacation. They had so much stuff with them that they were bringing multiple cars, all liked by a chain. The dad was driving the front car, which was one of those big trucks that shreds up trees. The mom was driving the one behind that, and the kids were in the one behind her. The tree-shredder thing got turned on somehow, and was now spitting shreds out the back of the truck at the mom. Her car was slowly being filled up with grass and she was yelling at her husband to turn it off, and the kids kept yelling "you're killing mom" over and over. The dad was lying down in his truck not really paying attention to anything, and didn't hear any of them.
My mom decided to take a trip to New Zealand and I went with her. I brought her to the beautiful beach we stayed next to in Warkworth. I wanted to take her down there, but the tide was too high so there wasn't any space to walk.
I was walking down the street with Brian and D.C. D.C. was going to paint something, and we were trying to help him decide what he should paint.