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This is more of a setting than an actual storyline, because there was no real plot that was significant or memorable in anyway. The setting was the most notable part of the dream, and it is also the most describable. (I apologize for the weird formatting, my computer is frustrating.) 1) Grandma Harn (grandmother on my mother’s side) built our family (me, Mom, Dad, Kayla, Dani, Jake [my siblings]) a log cabin up in some mountain in a dense, secluded forest with very tall trees 2) This log cabin is a gigantic mansion-like bulding 3) Each of us (Kayla, Dani, Jake) had a room that matched their personalities perfectly (all rooms were built when I was 2, Jake was 6, Dani was 10, and Kayla was 11; even though many of the room’s components [styles, decorations, etc] had not been invented until they were much older, implying a slightly mixed up timeline) 4) I didn’t seem to have a room to match my personality, however since it was first built I had been given a room that was very different from my sibling’s. 5) This house had many guest rooms, each decorated with a different theme though those themes did not seem to be important in the dream. 6) Kayla/Dani’s room (they shared a room since they were so close in age and personality): a) Large windows on the walls, some of them were stained glass with numerous colors b)white walls with a purple and yellow and pink tint c) white plush carpets covered the entire floor d) the bed was in the back of the room; it was large and circular and its sheets were purple and turquoise. It was a very soft mattress with many pillows. e) in the center of the room there is a large circular bin at least half the length and width of the room itself and inside of it was an amount of stuffed animals d)the rest of the room had toys in it 7) Jake’s room: a) only slightly smaller than Kayla and Dani’s room, but only because only one person was to sleep in it. b) the room was in the shape of an octagon, each wall was decorated with a different scene, which include a scene from Star Wars, Skyrim, Zelda, Star Fox, Lord of the Rings, Halo, Assasin’s Creed, and Pokemon c) the floor was a soft yet thin navy blue carpet d)hanging from the ceiling was an x-wing, y-wing, and other various aircrafts from vrious shows and games that Jake likes. e) in the corresponding scenes on the sides of the room were the weapons, artifacts, and statues of characters of that game/show f) the bed was navy blue in the shape of a perfect square g) there was one window, but there were many bright lights in the room 8) My room: a) smaller than Jake’s room b) no windows, black carpets, black rectangular and standard sized bed c) the bed sheets had a pattern, but it was constantly changing so it was impossible to identify what that pattern was d)the carpet’s pattern stayed the same; it was patterned with black roses that were a slightly lighter shade of black than the rest of the room and the roses’ stems had large thorns e)the walls and ceilings were all mirrors, even the back of the door was a mirror. I often thought that I was seeing things moving in those mirrors in the corner of my eye d) one ceiling light; when the room’s light was turned off it was so dark that one could not see their own hand half an inch from their face. When it was completely dark and you were alone, it would be so silent that you swear that you can hear things. These things cannot be made out and cannot even be known to actually exist. You constantly feel like you are being watched. 9) I was never allowed to sleep or play in anyone else’s rooms, no matter how scared I was. My parents would never let me sleep in any other room, even at a young age and continuing on until I turned seven in my dream, which was when I woke up. They wouldn’t listen to me. They didn’t seem to care that much that I was afraid. They always told me to deal with it. 10) In Kayla/Dani’s room there was a staircase that led up to a patio/ballroom with tables and a checkered, marble floor. a) for a long time this patio has been overrun with aliens and monsters, which we were all entirely aware of. None of us were scared of them, in fact as long as we didn’t go up the staircase they wouldn’t bother us. Kayla and Dani even slept in that room. They didn’t seem to be hostile and even towards the end of my dream they didn’t attack us.

I dream my son was acting strange then when he hit me he had unusal force and i knew he was possessed i was struggleing with him saying i bind and rebuke you satan in jesus christ name leave the boy he answers you have no power to remove me if you want me to leave the boy give me your soul i say no but by the blood of jesus you have to leave the boy i keep praying and i see a white light on my hand as i pray and he leaves my son then my dream turns to were i get into a argument then a fight with a ex friend of mine we are at walmart and she is laying on the floor and i am thinking about how i am going to go to jail for beating her up this man walks by and grabs something from her he says i wont tell if you dont tell i say ok he says go now i get outside and its darker than its ever been i cant see anything i hear people talking about how dark is and how they wonder what is happening then the man who talked to me comes out he raises his hand and says go suddenley i can see my car i get in and it dosent want to crank i finally get it cranked and it starts snowing huge amounts of snow and its sticking as fast as it comes down i am going along and dont get far down the road and it stalls and dies and i discover the man from walmart behind me he is laughing saying i got you now it was satan turns out i hadnt just beat up my ex friend i had accidentley killed her when he reached down he had took her soul then i woke up

We are what looks like John and my old house. John isn’t there. It’s dark, there is always spiritual activity here. I have grown accustomed to hearing and feeling it, but I don’t enjoy it. I feel threatened here, and often that the spirits are trying to kill me. Katie and I are sleeping together in an unfamiliar kitchen, on a table. Pulses of energy start to transcend from the walls towards the other side of the house. She is scared, so I hold her hand and tell her that I have done this before, that I know what this is, and that I will keep her safe. There is a dishwasher underneath us that keeps shutting off. I have to manually press buttons until it goes again. This feels important to me. Katie asks me often what is happening, and why. She tries to blame the wind. I keep looking up at these slitted windowless cut-throughs at the top of the wall. They appear to be letting air in, but I know that's not why the house underneath us is shaking. We hold on, and I help her get through it. Cut to my Mom’s house. We are talking about the ghosts. I throw eggs on the floor, and so does she. All of them break open, and some of them are spoiled as they hit the floor. She cleans them up, but there is always still residue. I try to help clean it up better. We are sitting at some sort of Pep Assembly. Top Gear (Britain) host starts talking, donating money to an organization. He donates a particular amount, and then does a double take, acting like he is going to give them more. Instead, he jests about giving the second amount to “Jesus Christ.” Nick, my sisters and I all snort at this, I seem to be filming the event. We can hear murmurs of people agreeing, when someone gets my attention. An old school teacher who was religious speaks up and asks if we should have ‘the talk.’ I look down and tell her no. She sits back, and my Mom appears, telling me that she wishes I would let “Jesus Christ” into my life. I coldly disagree with her. Cut to her house. We continue to have the argument, and she claims she wants me closer, and that ‘god’ will make me stay close to her. I disagree, but don’t mention anything about agreeing to stay close. I tell her that John’s mom has a way of making him stay close to her.

I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

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