I was walking down my street and came to a young boy who was about 15 and lived a few houses away. He was very happy to see me and was beginning to tell me all about his life. His dad was an extremely intelligent inventor with all kinds of amazing and technologically advanced gadgets that he shared with everyone especially his family. At one point we were all flying around on his personal aero vehicles. After talking with the boy for a while he asked if I would like to smoke meth with him but I declined, he ended up giving me a few rocks to take with me. He invited me into his house where I met his sister and older brother, he also had a few other siblings whom I did not meet. The young boy told me of one of his other brothers who was a stoner and all he did was smoke weed all day and get in trouble. I do not remember his name but I remember he said his name was arabic for monkey.
After he invited me in I met his sister who was about 17. She was very beautiful and extremely smart, even genius. She was happy to see me and acted almost as if she had already known me and heard a lot about me. I felt when we were talking that she was saying things as if she had been waiting so long to be able to say them. The older brother was about 18 or 19 and was very generous and cool but did not seem as interested in me as the others, he seemed to always be in the background. After talking for a while his sister revealed to me that she was in love with her younger brother, that they shared a bond stronger than anything else in hers or his life. I found this strange but felt a very deep connection to her.