Dream Journal
I was on my dad’s fishing boat with him and my mom when a very long, skinny boat comes up beside us and ties up to us. A woman stepped off the skinny boat onto our deck and talks to Dad. Mom and I were in the cabin looking through the window of the door at them.
The woman, short and dirty—she hadn’t had a shower in a few weeks—handed my father some money, and he gave her a plastic bag. I knew that he just sold her drugs right in front of us.
I rushed onto deck and yell at him for being a drug dealer. I told him that he was a horrid person and how much I hated him. He blew up and threatened me with physical harm; I knew he would hurt me. I thought about calling the Coast Guard, but realize that he would hear me trying to use the radio. I realized that we were stranded on the ocean with him and there was no way to get help.
Themes: Dad