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I had the most incredible dream, and I think I should definitely write it down before I forget.
My mom and I decided to move into a new house in a nice neighborhood, it was fairly cheap so we packed up all our stuff and moved in. Everything in the dream was so real, like we actually packed and drove there...
As we were checking out the new house we found a stairway to the attic that I pulled down. We walked up there and hanging on the walls are pictures of people, like portraits of the people who used to live there. As I turn around to walk downstairs, because I'm starting to get a little creeped out...I see the woman's eyes look up and I completely freak and run downstairs. I ask my mom if she saw and she says no and now I feel just really really spooked out. Then I remember I was laying down on a bed and felt like my side was being messed with, like someone was poking me and pushing me and then I just couldn't physically move, and when I woke up I could feel a presence. I started telling all my friends what was going on, trying to call Amy, who loves ghosts, or even Melissa from class cuz I felt like she would know what to do. Nobody knew what to do, and I started swearing and the ghosts & yelling at them to get out.
So I went for a little hike and when I came back and I was watching TV, I was watching a recording of a performance from like DTE of Jack Johnson, which apparently in my dream I had been at. They showed me dancing all nuts, with my little brother by my side...and I noticed to the right of the screen was the woman who was haunting me. It was then I realized that maybe she could be helpful. I tried talking to her, and I remember she did do some things for me to help me out...minor things. At this point, I'm not afraid of my little ghost friend. I walk outside to like four guys my age doing yard work or construction work that my mom hired, and I walk into the garage. I'm going to the driver seat of the car and something pushes me up on the car, suddenly I can't breathe it's like I'm choking and grabbing my neck and I try to yell for help but I can't. One of the guys realizes I'm struggling and he runs in there with the guys and tries to help me and finally I collapse. It's then I realize the woman or someone must've died from trying to hang themselves in the garage.
The guys all sit around me on top of the car and we just talk about what I've been going through. They're drinkin' beers and I remember one good looking on there and his eyes were all red, like he was high. So I guess I was high too? I remember saying in my story "but I"m so high right now ahah." lmao Anyway, one of the guy gives me a swig of his nasty ass warm beer, and I just want to move out of this house. It's starting to creep me out again, and then the dream just went weird and I was no longer part of it...I watched a fat boy and his dad go out to the store, and the fat boy was riding a bicycle. His dad told him he'd meet him at home but on the way home the bicycle would not stop pedaling, the ghost was fucking with him, and he biked so much he lost all this weight and looked healthy.
Then I woke up...
how creepy
My mom and I decided to move into a new house in a nice neighborhood, it was fairly cheap so we packed up all our stuff and moved in. Everything in the dream was so real, like we actually packed and drove there...
As we were checking out the new house we found a stairway to the attic that I pulled down. We walked up there and hanging on the walls are pictures of people, like portraits of the people who used to live there. As I turn around to walk downstairs, because I'm starting to get a little creeped out...I see the woman's eyes look up and I completely freak and run downstairs. I ask my mom if she saw and she says no and now I feel just really really spooked out. Then I remember I was laying down on a bed and felt like my side was being messed with, like someone was poking me and pushing me and then I just couldn't physically move, and when I woke up I could feel a presence. I started telling all my friends what was going on, trying to call Amy, who loves ghosts, or even Melissa from class cuz I felt like she would know what to do. Nobody knew what to do, and I started swearing and the ghosts & yelling at them to get out.
So I went for a little hike and when I came back and I was watching TV, I was watching a recording of a performance from like DTE of Jack Johnson, which apparently in my dream I had been at. They showed me dancing all nuts, with my little brother by my side...and I noticed to the right of the screen was the woman who was haunting me. It was then I realized that maybe she could be helpful. I tried talking to her, and I remember she did do some things for me to help me out...minor things. At this point, I'm not afraid of my little ghost friend. I walk outside to like four guys my age doing yard work or construction work that my mom hired, and I walk into the garage. I'm going to the driver seat of the car and something pushes me up on the car, suddenly I can't breathe it's like I'm choking and grabbing my neck and I try to yell for help but I can't. One of the guys realizes I'm struggling and he runs in there with the guys and tries to help me and finally I collapse. It's then I realize the woman or someone must've died from trying to hang themselves in the garage.
The guys all sit around me on top of the car and we just talk about what I've been going through. They're drinkin' beers and I remember one good looking on there and his eyes were all red, like he was high. So I guess I was high too? I remember saying in my story "but I"m so high right now ahah." lmao Anyway, one of the guy gives me a swig of his nasty ass warm beer, and I just want to move out of this house. It's starting to creep me out again, and then the dream just went weird and I was no longer part of it...I watched a fat boy and his dad go out to the store, and the fat boy was riding a bicycle. His dad told him he'd meet him at home but on the way home the bicycle would not stop pedaling, the ghost was fucking with him, and he biked so much he lost all this weight and looked healthy.
Then I woke up...
how creepy