Ghost in my office? & Nightmares
Pt. I Ghost in my office?
Probably the most exciting title I will have for you this summer.
So yesterday was a typical silent afternoon in my work office until something exciting finally happened: THE POWER WENT OUT!!
It had been raining for a half hour but finally the real storm had arrived. There were two loud shots of lightning that sounded as if they had hit the front door and within moments the basement workplace was dark.
"Ohh spooky!~" my more exuberant coworker said.
With the basement being; well..dark, and the internet connection disabled we were unable to continue any sort of professional work (to my great happiness). Because of this I was able to leave work an hour early and visit my sister's job site at the Maritime Museum. Her boss kindly let me tour the museum for free and see many artifacts of the river's past.
Before leaving my job site my coworker also informed me: "I don't know if the boss told you, but this place is haunted!"
He didn't actually. Luckily I'm the type of person who is more fascinated with the supernatural than scared. My immediate reaction was a hopeful and ecstatic "really!?". I've never been in a place that was possibly haunted before. She was somewhat vague but to the point by simply saying "things that cannot be explained have happened upstairs." Other small details she gave included things appearing out of no where, like objects that had not been there before and an unknown deed mysteriously appearing on the table. It all sounds like something from a movie but it is also very interesting.
Having not seen the upstairs of the building I can only assume to a certain degree of accuracy, the layout of the house. It's easily a large Victorian sized home with the office spaces extending though the basement. The road my job is located on is also particularly historic, and also particularly old. The house I work in itself is at least over a hundred years old, perhaps much older. In the front of the building there is actually a preserved raised stepping stone that was used for a horse and buggy carriage.
With all of my coworkers leaving early I spent this afternoon in the house alone sorting a large stack of papers. Nothing out of the ordinary occurred but the last coworker to leave was clearly tense about something. She was unaware that I knew about the 'ghost' and kept repeating what I needed to do "Just in case anything happens". Whatever is residing in the house -if anything- I am personally very intrigued by the stories and hope to experience something out of the usual during my short few weeks there.
Pt II. Nightmares
Last night I had nightmares like usual. For some reason I've been having consistent nightmares for the past year that occur almost every time I dream (and I dream almost every night). Usually these dreams are dark or apocalyptic but they range from being killed (probably a common theme in everyones dreams), myself killing other people, my family/friends being killed, the paranormal, and in a number of dreams even being raped. Typically these types of nightmares are complex and disturbing, usually poking at things in my real life that are of significant value to me.
I like to think of myself as a fairly stable person, but it would be a lie to say these dreams don't sometimes interfere with my day the following morning. What's worst is that the events tend to raise memories from my mind that I would rather not think about.
The alarming rise in these dreams in the past few months is most likely linked to the increased state of stress, isolation, and displacement
in my life right now. One reoccurring scene in my dreams is most likely a reflection of traumatic experiences in my childhood, it is a scene that I have 'lived' through dreams countless times and involves running down the large staircase of the house I grew up in, running out the door, and down the houses on main street. The scenario is always the same: whenever something dangerous or frightening approaches I flee down the staircase and out onto the presumably "safe street". This event is a repeat of running away from home at age twelve, which to some degree has left an imprint in my mind that is continuously replayed in my dreams. It is my belief that after settling into school and finding some sense of peace these dreams will gradually diminish.
Since we're on the topic anyway -I saw Inception over the weekend and thought it was great ^^