ants..and things like such...
I was in my kitchen. And I saw this bug. I thought it was a HUGE ant at first. (In my dream I didn’t realize it, but reflecting on it -it got bigger as time went on)The ant was dragging around these beads that the girls in my family have in our bead collection (all the girls make jewelry in my family) but there were these green beads the bug was dragging around. And it would tap them, so they rolled all the way across the kitchen. As if it was sorting them out-or just collecting them. The beads (I started to realize) were not the same beads that I thought they were-they must have been new beads. They looked like milk drops. (I figured the ant was collecting food, sort of like when u see an ant dragging a cracker across the floor)The more I studied the ant I realized he had no abdomen. At this point, it looked like a mix between an ant and a tarantula. I called my mom to take a look at it. We both sort of watched it for a while. As other people in my family passed by.Then my oldest sister Alice came and looked at it.. I warned my mom that we ought to kill it because it could be poisonous. I thought what if Daniel was bit by it (Daniel is my nephew). What if the dogs got bit (the thing was at this point the size of your hand)So my mom took a sharpie. And sort of marked its head with an X..Then took a mallet, and smashed it.. The juice from it went everywhere and looked like India ink. Then I realize it was all a dream (or a movie) inside another bizarre dream