I Have Very Vivid Dreams
Last night I had a pretty weird dream. Not quite a nightmare, but definitely a suspenseful, scary thriller. I can't remember all of it. I should have wrote it down really quick when I first got up.
Anyway...the dream.
I had a bought a new house and just moved into it. I wasn't alone, but I can't remember who was with me. I feel like it was more than one person...family?
Well, it was the first night we were staying in the new home. A beautiful, large house with so may rooms! A basement, and at least two stories. No more than 3. It was out away from the world and I was so excited about the privacy, the large yard and all of the trees.
That night, I kept hearing things...and I kept telling those living there with me, but no one would listen to me or believe me. Oddly enough, the dream was like a movie at this point. It shot to a 'person' banging/tapping on every single window and door of the house. Every one that would be accessible for an easy break in. He didn't look quite human though. He was ghastly pale and, while he had all the features of a person, he just seemed deformed...like his face was smushed in or something. And there was something wrong with his hair. Vey thin..greasy looking...
Despite the noises, I slept.
Over the next few days in the new house, I kept seeing 'people' that were there, but not there. Again, I told those living with me, but everyone brushed it off. No one listened to me at all.
Then, one day I was upstairs standing in the doorway of my bedroom looking out into the hall that stretched all the way to the bathroom at the other end. There, standing in the hall were several 'people'...more like ghosts...they all looked as if they were dressed for a funeral. I was scared, but I tried to talk to them. The glided down the hall away from me and into the bathroom....hovering as if floating in thin air. I followed them, trying to ask questions, but they kept floating away toward the bathroom. They then all stepped into the claw foot bathtub, pulled the clear shower curtain shut, and began to disappear....as if they we're standing in an invisible elevator going down. They made no movement as they sank down into the bathtub and vanished entirely.
Again, I tried to tell everyone what I saw, but no one would listen.
I realized I was all alone...and every night I heard the banging noises on the windows and doors. Every night I knew they were coming for me. But the time hadn't come yet....but it was coming soon..
And that's all I remember!
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The whole dream was entirely bizarre. It got me to thinking though....
I clearly have some unresolved problem I need to take care of. I haven't quite figured it out yet though. I mean, I have some ideas, but I'm not going to get into all that here. All I know is, any time I have a dream about ghosts and houses with lots of rooms it always means I have a big problem. I think the rooms tend to represent different parts of my subconscious mind.
I think the the group of ghosts in this dream could possibly represent friendships....or even friendship in general.
I do feel pretty...unheard...in the real world. I know I have people who care, but I just don't feel like anyone does.....if that makes sense.
That's enough for now. I'm way too sleepy.
Anyway...the dream.
I had a bought a new house and just moved into it. I wasn't alone, but I can't remember who was with me. I feel like it was more than one person...family?
Well, it was the first night we were staying in the new home. A beautiful, large house with so may rooms! A basement, and at least two stories. No more than 3. It was out away from the world and I was so excited about the privacy, the large yard and all of the trees.
That night, I kept hearing things...and I kept telling those living there with me, but no one would listen to me or believe me. Oddly enough, the dream was like a movie at this point. It shot to a 'person' banging/tapping on every single window and door of the house. Every one that would be accessible for an easy break in. He didn't look quite human though. He was ghastly pale and, while he had all the features of a person, he just seemed deformed...like his face was smushed in or something. And there was something wrong with his hair. Vey thin..greasy looking...
Despite the noises, I slept.
Over the next few days in the new house, I kept seeing 'people' that were there, but not there. Again, I told those living with me, but everyone brushed it off. No one listened to me at all.
Then, one day I was upstairs standing in the doorway of my bedroom looking out into the hall that stretched all the way to the bathroom at the other end. There, standing in the hall were several 'people'...more like ghosts...they all looked as if they were dressed for a funeral. I was scared, but I tried to talk to them. The glided down the hall away from me and into the bathroom....hovering as if floating in thin air. I followed them, trying to ask questions, but they kept floating away toward the bathroom. They then all stepped into the claw foot bathtub, pulled the clear shower curtain shut, and began to disappear....as if they we're standing in an invisible elevator going down. They made no movement as they sank down into the bathtub and vanished entirely.
Again, I tried to tell everyone what I saw, but no one would listen.
I realized I was all alone...and every night I heard the banging noises on the windows and doors. Every night I knew they were coming for me. But the time hadn't come yet....but it was coming soon..
And that's all I remember!
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The whole dream was entirely bizarre. It got me to thinking though....
I clearly have some unresolved problem I need to take care of. I haven't quite figured it out yet though. I mean, I have some ideas, but I'm not going to get into all that here. All I know is, any time I have a dream about ghosts and houses with lots of rooms it always means I have a big problem. I think the rooms tend to represent different parts of my subconscious mind.
I think the the group of ghosts in this dream could possibly represent friendships....or even friendship in general.
I do feel pretty...unheard...in the real world. I know I have people who care, but I just don't feel like anyone does.....if that makes sense.
That's enough for now. I'm way too sleepy.
