had this one last night.

(2-25-05)
im moving. i have a new house with wendy, joe, josh (from mississippi)jenny (my sister) TZ (a friend) cory (long lost friend) mike b (friend / bouncer from work) and some other rando people...
it is a brick one level house on the street i grew up on... it has 8 bedrooms and 10 bathrooms. we have all been waiting for moving day due to complications getting the house but we are all finally moving in. there are 2 giant tvs in the parlor and a killer sound system and the tvs only show violence and horror so we keep them off most of the time.

during the whole dream i can feel that there is something wrong with the house... this is not only me. we all feel it and when TZ bought the house he was told this as a fact by the people selling it.

time is always messed up in the house (an hour slow) so you have to compensate all the time and now and then the clocks all stop as if time it self has stopped... (our kitchen is an exact replica of my grandmothers house who also lives on the street this house is on... also the street i grew up on)

we are all sitting around early early in the morning and i am getting a little peeved because i keep getting up early for work and then finding out i could have slept for another 6 hours or so... i get up and i think its an hour before i have to be at work until i realize its morning and not night and that i dont have to be at work for another 13 hours.

there is a weird feeling in the air and im starting to really dislike living in this house (i didnt think the paranormal was going to be a problem at first) i am starting to get scared and we are all hearing and seeing things...

josh takes me, wendy, joe, jenny and mike b outside (the patio is the same as my ex jaysons) and he is telling us a story about how the people who built the house used to have some special connection to the dead and they welcomed the dead into their home because they knew that the ghosts had no where to go. the builders of the house were found dead on the patio after a fall off the roof. (it was said that the couple used to jump from roof to roof at night thru the city when everyone was sleeping.

thats why the dead are still occupying the house... they still feel welcome and they are looking for the origional owners. as he is telling us this TZ is comming down the walk with groceries. we all help him carry them in and we make him unlock the door.

being that this is technically his house (we bought it and we all live there with him) we make him unlock the door. he is the only one allowed to open the door from the outside going in without making the house angry. he thinks we are silly making him always unlock the door. i dont think he realizes what is going on.

we all go in and sit at the kitchen table again and all of a sudden its midnight... not 6 am anymore. i get up to go wash my hands in the industrial sink in the kitchen. there are cardboard boxes in the sink "waiting to be washed".

i wash my hands and go back to sit with everyone at the table. TZ warns us all that its going to be a weird night before he leaves the house again. after he shuts the door behind him we all get a chill... the house doesnt like us being there without TZ. they like him.

we heard a terrifying scream as if a little girl was being hurt in the parlor down the hall. wendy looks thru the door way toward where it came from and looks back at us terrified and speachless. there are no lights on at that end of the house and you have to enter the rooms completely to get to the switches in the middle of the room.
none of us are willing to enter any of the rooms after hearing that... wendy, joe and josh go to check it out while i stay with jenny and mike b at the table. they are both looking very faint and as i step tpward mike to keep him consious... i wake up.

i hate that. but thats the way the dream went.

i had other things i wanted to write about but now after writing that i cant really think about anything else...