Burns & Split Personalities

I can't remember a lot of my dream last night, just the end. I was in the back room of grandma and papau's house, and apparently I was living them with my mom and my sisters (just like my mom and sister and I had when we first moved to that town). But instead of one little sister, I had two. One was probably around twelve, and the other was littler - maybe four or five. They were like my sister split into two people.

The older of the two was having a bad day for some reason, and she left the room and went into the kitchen. We heard her cry out in pain and followed the sound. She'd burned herself, and mom put her hand under the cold water. That just made her more miserable, so mom took her hand out from under the water. I was insisting we get a cold cloth to put on the burn when my alarm went off.