A dream about the past.

My mom and my stepfather were arguing in my dream, at the apartment I used to live in when I was 15. This is the 100th dream of this apartment, and I am now 37.

I had to step in the middle.

"What is going on here," I asked.

"He's been acting like an asshole all day'" my mom replied.

"She threw a punch at me'" my step father replied as well.

I had the feeling they were both right at the same time so they were both wrong so that their heated argument was based on character faults of their own.

"This is your sister," my mom said.

I saw an incredibly gorgeous 18 year old woman. She had black hair and white skin. I was instantly attracted as she did not look like my sister in real life. I went to the living room to avoid her.

She came to me and said,

"Why are you avoiding me?"

How could I tell her I was attracted to her. And that she was no sister of mine.

"I'm not, so is my mom fighting with our stepfather again?"

"Same old story."

She had nicely shaped lips, a fine nose, eyes that reflected a nice soul, and a young slender body that reeked of innocense. It doesn't get any more normal then this. Her skin mixed with black hair was like oreo style. And the first time my eyes made contact with her, my brain knew she was special.

But my mom said she's my sister?