Thursday, July 19, 2012
A Mansion and Ghosts
So many strange dreams last night! I can't even remember them all.
I know I had dreams of my brother dying. Once was playing football. These dreams made me really sad.
I had a dream my parents lived in this huge mansion with a tower. I was staying in the tower because I liked it there. I think it was Christmas. Even though the mansion was in Ventura, CA, it had snowed. My parents were really sad to tell me something, it might have been that I was adopted. Some carolers came to the door. I knew them from night school. My parents invited them in. I didn't want to be seen, but I was on the ground floor level and couldn't make it up the stairs to get back to the tower without being seen. I could make it down the stairs to the basement though. From there I could take the elevator to my tower. The elevator went side to side as well as up and down. I wasn't let off near my room though. I was on the roof, and the snow had melted and there were people everywhere. It was a huge party. My parents were giving away holiday cake pans as party favors. I ran into some mission friends at the party, and we were talking about how on our missions we would hang out and sleep in the tower. (I think that relates back to an earlier part of the dream that I can't remember.)
After waking up and telling my husband of that dream, I fell back asleep and had another strange dream. I was in the mansion from the previous dream. I wasn't in my tower, but I was on the second story. To my surprise, there was a door going to the outside which was opened just a crack. Standing outside were a couple of men dressed in clothes from another century who wanted to talk to me. Because I was a little bit freaked out, I said no and closed and locked the door. Then my mom opened the door. They again asked for me, but she told them I wasn't available. The started leaving. I asked my mom what they had wanted to talk to me about, and she said she didn't know. I got curious, and followed them until I caught up with them. Their faces were pale. I figured they were ghosts. I followed them back to an apartment which was full of ghosts. They said they needed my help with the neighboring apartment. It had a bathtub full of poop, and this was a problem for them. They had removed a piece of the wall in the closet so I could get in to the adjoining apartment. I slipped in. In the first room I entered, there were a baby and toddler. In the back room, I saw the parents watching tv with two more babies. I picked up a baby and ducked behind one of the couches so they wouldn't see me. Staying out of sight was harder than I thought it would be, because even though I was behind the couch they were sitting on and they were looking toward the tv, there was a mirror on the wall that I could be seen in. Eventually they discovered me. I told them I was a maid sent by the home owners association. They were happy that's why I was there, and even cleaned up the bathtub on their own.
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