Date of dream: Wednesday, January 08, 2003
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Again I had this dream were all these people began to come into my house without being invited. I
forget now what they were doing here, but they were making me pretty mad. I think they were all here
to buy my things. It was like I wasn't even there.
Additional Comments:
I have been having many dreams like this lately, where people keep comign into my house, many at a
time, and ignoring me entirely, or being very rude.
Date of dream: Tuesday, December 24, 2002
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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I was upstairs in my house when I heard the door bell ring, and as I was almost the whole way down
the stairs I thought I heard my friend Marty saying hello from the other side of the door. I was happy to
have company, so I didn't hesitate for a second to open the door. I was very surprised to see, instead
of Marty, a girl I knew in high school who I have not seen in more than ten years standing there and
saying hello. This girl was not even a close friend, but we were not ever nasty to each other. I
wondered immediately how she knew I just got this place. This was a surprise house warming party
apparently. There was a woman next to her who I guessed was her mother. They all just pushed
themselves into the doorway and headed up the stairs. I was too shocked to say anything or to stop
them. Then there were more total strangers behind, and they kept pulling up in their cars, stepping out,
giving me a huge cheerful smile and proceeding to come inside without having been invited. Until there
must have been at least tweleve or thirteen of them walking around my house, without having taken
their shoes off or anything, and I was too surpirsed to say anything. I wanted to shout at them Get the
hell out of my house! But I couldn't say a word. Then a woman I never seen before congratulates me
on my first home and pulls out her wallet and starts to hand me a fifty dollar bill. I could have used the
money well, and first I thanked her profusely for her generous gift, but then I thought the better of it,
knowing that I couldn't send a thank you card, on account of that I had no idea who this woman was. (I
have to send thank you cards, it's bred into me). I could hear voices upstairs commenting on my
house. I was so overwhelmed by this home invasion but also thrown off by their seeming sincerity. I
was also embarrassed because these people acted as if I was a good old dear friend and I barely knew
the girl who was here that I knew in high school. So I was caught evenly between a screaming fit of
rage and delight. I woke up from this dream about there.
Additional Comments:
I am having a lot of dreams about problems in or about the house.
