dream house
I used to have a dream where I was looking out my childhood bedroom window and I could see the cupola or widow's walk of a house just barely over the trees at the foot of the mountain. There has never been a house there that I knew of, so I went out into the woods to find it. It always turned out to be this old Victorian-esque house painted black.
I manage to get inside and the place is fully furnished, but dusty and covered with cobwebs. As I wonder through, sometimes there will be more people with me, and sometimes I'll be alone, but it is never long before we realize there is a body (or a skeleton) in each room. And the ghost of the dead person. It's like Bluebeard and he killed one of his wives in every room of the house and they were all still there.
Then, either I or the group I'm with start running from room to room and it's like a haunted house at an amusement park, with the running and screaming and things leaping out at us. But I was never really scared. I just knew I had to go through every room and wake up every ghost.
On waking, I would try to figure out what it meant, what I needed to go to every room for. Maybe I wanted all the ghosts chasing me so I could lead them out. Maybe the only way out was to go through the whole house. It was a reoccurring dream that I've had since I was a kid, so I had plenty of chances to see everything.
And then! The other day? On tumblr? I found a picture of a house that looks almost exactly like the one in the woods. It only needs to be black. I don't know what the source of the pic is, sorry to say. I thought I had saved the whole link, but I only saved the picture.
I'd live there, no matter what color it was painted.
I manage to get inside and the place is fully furnished, but dusty and covered with cobwebs. As I wonder through, sometimes there will be more people with me, and sometimes I'll be alone, but it is never long before we realize there is a body (or a skeleton) in each room. And the ghost of the dead person. It's like Bluebeard and he killed one of his wives in every room of the house and they were all still there.
Then, either I or the group I'm with start running from room to room and it's like a haunted house at an amusement park, with the running and screaming and things leaping out at us. But I was never really scared. I just knew I had to go through every room and wake up every ghost.
On waking, I would try to figure out what it meant, what I needed to go to every room for. Maybe I wanted all the ghosts chasing me so I could lead them out. Maybe the only way out was to go through the whole house. It was a reoccurring dream that I've had since I was a kid, so I had plenty of chances to see everything.
And then! The other day? On tumblr? I found a picture of a house that looks almost exactly like the one in the woods. It only needs to be black. I don't know what the source of the pic is, sorry to say. I thought I had saved the whole link, but I only saved the picture.
I'd live there, no matter what color it was painted.