Okay... I just had THE weirdest dream I have ever had...
I don't remember too much, and it's fading fast, but I do remember some of it...
What I do remember is, in my dream, I was at my dads... First off, I remember being outside, with my airsoft pistol. I shot across the back yard with my airsoft pistol, and just as I did that, a cat appeared on top of the roof of my neighbor's roff, across the backyard (Not in the line of fire, but somewhere in the general area.) I told my friend, "Dude, there's a... A cat, on top of that roof.", over the phone, since I was confused. He said something, and I was still watching that cat. The cat, it then started floating down at me.. I remember it was floating my way, and I started to worry a bit... It then changed into sometihng scary and flew straight into me. That, was the first part that scared me. I ran, inside, and it became night...
I was laying down, to go to sleep, and then I remember, I saw something in the dining room of my dad's house. I looked at it, and it was this thing... I don't remember what it looked like. It scared me, and for some reason, now my grandmother was up, and sitting at the end of the couch. I said something to her about it, and she said, "We just show them different vaccuum cleaners (I'm assuming for sales)."They were particularly scary, they pretty much only showed up in the dark or near-dark (places lit by a computer monitor or so). They had a sort of... Not scary, worse than that... Terrifying feel to them, and I was afraid to even see them.
I remember that, somewhere down the line, my brother did in fact show them how a vaccuum cleaner worked. At first he wanted to stab it, because it was scary, and then, for some reason, I said, "No, if you do that, you'll make them angry..." and got an EXTREMELY worried feeling that he was going to do it, even though I was just as afraid of them as him. I then remember, laying down to go to sleep, and I had something else come up to me... It was my dog, who had about a year ago died. He was, for some reason, laying with me. This scared me, a lot, because I looked at him, and told him, "You're dead...". He, of course, said nothing, and after a little while, he walked away.
Now my feelings turned from scared to lonely/missing him, and he came back. I let him jump up on the couch and share my blanket, and he jumped up and laid with me. I think he was one of the other things, the things that tterrified me, but the feeling he gave off was not fear, or even a scary feeling, all in all, it was more of a calm, reassuring feeling. I petted him a bit, and then he laid close to me, because those Things were back, and they seemed to be the scariest thing that I could think of...
I then remember getting up, and going to the kitchen. The light was on, and I got a drink, and went back. My dog had went into the dining room (His name is Comet.), and in order to get from where I sleep, the living room, I go from living room, to dining room, to kitchen. He went into the dining room, where there were no lights, and where the Things were.
The next part I remember is, I was in the living room, and the lights were now on in there, and my dad and grandmother were up. My brother was also around somewhere. I remember it was still night time, but somebody came inside, since me and my dad were in the kitchen, and the entrance is there. he said he was a locksmith, and my dad had called him to open a keyhouse (whatever that is...) I asked him what was in the keyhouse, and he said, "430 dollars of nothing." I didn't understand what he meant, and it still makes no sense to me.
I recalled a previous dream I had, only faintly, but it did make me think of it, where I helped my dad get stuff out of our shed, which was filled with bees, and the reason we were removing stuff from it, but it didn't seem like a dream, it seemed real. I knew, though, that this wasn't the keyhouse. I remember next, going into the living room, and seeing my grandmother, and she was sort of playing with our dog who was somehow back from being dead, even though I knew he was dead...
Now, however, he was just a puppy. I pet him, and I remember he ren around a bit. The odd thing is, he never barked, in my dream, even thouh he always used to bark, on a constant basis, and sometimes, he would go to the dining room, stare at something in it, and bark at seemingly nothing (that's in real life.) I then remember thinking, about how my family is completely messed up, and how I felt bad because I couldn't get everyone to get along... I remember my grandmother, again, being there, when it was dark again... She sat on a couch near where I was sleeping, and the Things were there again. She just sat there, as they roamed around the dining room, but not one would ever come into the living room. This is when I woke up.
I have already forgotten a lot of the dream, but this is what I do remember.
I did sleep a LONG time, this time, from my guess is 6, to 3 in the morning.
Some things I should point out are:
1.) My dog, he did die, last year. He had to be put down, because he had cancer in his neck. When he had to be put down, I wasn't there. I loved him a lot, but I was able to cope with what happened, pretty okay, because I knwe it had to be done.
2.) My grandmother.... When I was growing up, she was pretty much the mother I never had. She would always be there for me, no matter what. I am afraid of losing her.
3.) My family, mainly my mother and that side, is pretty much the "broken" half. I'd like to get along with them, but it's pretty much not gonna happen.
What do you make out of that dream?