I Have Werid Dreams
A friend and I were traveling somewhere far. It was getting dark and we were passing through my hometown so I decided to hit up my best friend and ask him if we can crash at his house. He told us he was having a couple of people over and that we can crash in the basement.
Some time pass and I got a feeling that no one knew my friend and I were in his house. Like we weren't suppose to be there or we'll get in trouble. All the while having people wonder in and out of the basement while my friend and I quickly hid. As we were hiding- my bestfriends dad went into the basement, slowly walking around, would stare into my direction and sigh or grunt angrily.
Then I heard very heavy footsteps walking down the stairs feeling like whoever was coming down was going to kick me and my friend out. Right before the person got downstairs everything dissipated.
Next thing I know- I'm in the shack with my bestfriend ( a place my friends and I built when we were younger) and everything around us is on fire. My bestfriend and I stared at the fire while it inches closer to us. I get up and try to do something to put out the fire. Then I wake up.
Some time pass and I got a feeling that no one knew my friend and I were in his house. Like we weren't suppose to be there or we'll get in trouble. All the while having people wonder in and out of the basement while my friend and I quickly hid. As we were hiding- my bestfriends dad went into the basement, slowly walking around, would stare into my direction and sigh or grunt angrily.
Then I heard very heavy footsteps walking down the stairs feeling like whoever was coming down was going to kick me and my friend out. Right before the person got downstairs everything dissipated.
Next thing I know- I'm in the shack with my bestfriend ( a place my friends and I built when we were younger) and everything around us is on fire. My bestfriend and I stared at the fire while it inches closer to us. I get up and try to do something to put out the fire. Then I wake up.
My yearly trip to the shack is coming up, where my friends and I commemorate our deceased friends and our friendship. I have an eerie feeling about going this year but it is tradition. I don't want to freak any of my friends out but I might call and talk to my bestfriend about this dream.