footsteps on the moon

June 23, 2009 (afternoon)
It starts off in my kitchen, sitting at the table is myself, my mother, and a girl I know named Brooke (whom I do not like, and have not seen for a while). We are talking about something, suddenly my mind starts flashing pictures of Brooke being led(?) by a man in a black suit. The people at the table look at me funny, and then I'm waking up in the car head on a pillow body hanging out the open door. I push myself up and I can see the moon, HUGE in the sky, and I can see footprints on it. Large, and almost without a shadow to them. When I go in the house and stagger to my bedroom my bed is covered in STUFF a remote, some stuffed bears, a disney-like projector and some DVD cases. I go out into the living room to confront my sister about it and I wake up.