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I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

Had a dream last night. Started by going with friends (unknown) on a bus to a city to some event. Got split up with them and ended up walking 18 miles down a road at night. Finally made it to some camp, but didn't want to go inside. Fell asleep on top of a big tree. When I woke in the morning, I was laying in what appeared to be a nest. As I looked around, I realized I was being watched by a bunch of birds that were the same color as the leaves. These birds are unlike any other that I have ever seen before. They had a flat shape with flat beaks and never made a sound, just stared at you. I cautiously got down from the tree and looked around wondering where I was. I saw a small pond down the hill and a little girl standing there. I went to her and asked where I was. She didn't answer me, but invited me into the camp. I went in with her and the small camp seemed to turn into a never ending maze of rooms. In one bedroom, she told me that this is where an old man and woman both died in there sleep. At that moment, I was back outside by myself. As I looked around again, I realized I was seeing those same birds again everywhere, except that they weren't all green. They were hidden by what they were on by being the same color as that item. The birds in the tree were green, ones on the fence were brown, on the roof were black, flying around were blue, and on the birch tree were white. Where ever they were, they were the same color. Always quiet and staring, they were every where and the more I started realizing what to look for to find them, the more I saw. Almost felt like I was being over run by them, but never felt afraid. This is where the dream ends.

I have had for years a recurring dream about giant houses, with many rooms , some hidden rooms that are off of other rooms, and its haunted. the houses and rooms are always different but the general gist of the dream remains the same. the ghosts aren't chasing me, and in some I don't see any, but I am scared and aware they are there. sometimes the house is clean and others it is an old house kinda falling apart. I don't remember any specific furniture or anything .. I think what I find most disturbing and really want an explination for is the size of the houses and large amount of rooms, the hidden rooms, and that they're always haunted.

I dreamed that I lived in a castle that I had built with my own hands. I had carved every inch of exposed wood. My wife was complaining that I spent more time taking care of and building the castle than I did her. I stab her in the ear with a pencil and she falls to the floor screaming then a bunch of rats come out and start biting on her and she dies. I walk down a very wide stair case to the living room and there is a fat lady sitting on a white leather couch looking out my floor to ceiling windows in the back of the house. A few feet behind her is a row of very large cages which hold a couple of lions and a gorilla. I climb up on the door of the end cage and let out the two lions. They attack the fat lady and she dies. I go inside the cage to keep myself away from the lions. The gorilla cage is connected to the lion cage with a single door. The gorilla holds up a key as if to tell me he can get to me if he wants. I exit the cage and flip a switch on the lock which makes the lock permanently locked and cannot be opened with a key. The lock casing is made of brass and I had carved it as well. I exit the castle through a hidden door near the cages. Once outside I stand back and look at the magnitude of my castle. I climb up the outside wall because some of the stones are sticking out just enough for a foot/hand hold. I enter back into the castle through an open window. I take a phone book off a small table in the room and set it on fire in order to burn down the castle.

Climbing up stacked, overturned furniture to reach a high room in a tall house - I reach the top with lots of others - there is no food but I have a box of hidden treats (crisps, biscuits etc) all covered with towels. A neighbour is there taking clean, dry towels and putting them away, she wants mine because they match hers, I give her them but then my stash is found.....some people are jumping off the furniture to certain death even though I shout not to!! confused the towels are fluffy, brown luxurious and smell fresh

We were a lot of people going through a thick forest. all of a sudden in the middle of the forest, lions appeared and started to devour us. we all started to run for our lives. at any point when the lion was about to trap me, i overcame until i was pushed into a place by one lion who was about to jump to devour me and then someone came from no where to start showing me the way. after overcoming the lions. this person brought me to a safe haven like a house hidden in the forest. i decided to go find the person and thank him. i opened a great door and stepped into it. further into the room, i stopped with fright and realized that there were lions lined up on both sides of the wall on two legs and saluting. in the middle of the room i saw a king chair in which this savior of mine was sitting in and he had transformed into half man, half lion. he started to laugh and said that he wanted me for himself and no other then i woke up

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