Dreams are always hard to put in to words.
I haven't done this in a while. =/
Alright, so in my most recent dream I was terrified because there was ghost in the house we're living in. It set all the garbage on fire, tired to steal my wallet, and kept reorganizing my room. My room didn't look anything like my room. It was long, with a door in the way back of it next to my bed, and everything was white. My bed, walls, carpet and the door back there. The door in the back of my room opened and let in a bunch of cold air, which scared me, so when I saw my wallet on the floor next to the door I told some random girl next to me to go get it for me. She did. While she was doing that I left to go find my brother. He was trying to get rid of the ghost by getting it to play WoW with him. It wasn't working. The girl that went and got my wallet brought it to me and told me that the ghost brought it to her, taking an weird path towards her, instead of making a beeline for her.
Chris had some kind of epiphany when he heard that. He said that the ghost was lost, and that it couldn't find the graveyard. We had to help it! Ash chimes in "The graveyard is left of my facebook post!" Then Chris used WoW to help the ghost find the graveyard. (I don't fuckin know how.) When we brought the ghost to its tombstone in the graveyard (which had a pool in it) we all noticed that it was my moms tombstone. We were all like "omg it was mom?!"
Then, for some reason there was a shower and a bath in my room so I took a shower. While I was taking a shower that door that was letting in all the cold air opened again. I was kind of like "Oh no! I thought we got rid of the ghost." Then I woke up.
Alright, so in my most recent dream I was terrified because there was ghost in the house we're living in. It set all the garbage on fire, tired to steal my wallet, and kept reorganizing my room. My room didn't look anything like my room. It was long, with a door in the way back of it next to my bed, and everything was white. My bed, walls, carpet and the door back there. The door in the back of my room opened and let in a bunch of cold air, which scared me, so when I saw my wallet on the floor next to the door I told some random girl next to me to go get it for me. She did. While she was doing that I left to go find my brother. He was trying to get rid of the ghost by getting it to play WoW with him. It wasn't working. The girl that went and got my wallet brought it to me and told me that the ghost brought it to her, taking an weird path towards her, instead of making a beeline for her.
Chris had some kind of epiphany when he heard that. He said that the ghost was lost, and that it couldn't find the graveyard. We had to help it! Ash chimes in "The graveyard is left of my facebook post!" Then Chris used WoW to help the ghost find the graveyard. (I don't fuckin know how.) When we brought the ghost to its tombstone in the graveyard (which had a pool in it) we all noticed that it was my moms tombstone. We were all like "omg it was mom?!"
Then, for some reason there was a shower and a bath in my room so I took a shower. While I was taking a shower that door that was letting in all the cold air opened again. I was kind of like "Oh no! I thought we got rid of the ghost." Then I woke up.