I saw the nose of a rat or mouse coming out of hiding behind the wall in an opening below my sinkin the basement kitchen.
I just fell asleep. Dreamed of one elder of ex speaking to another saying she won't come to family reunion. She was in my kitchen as she talked her head became covered then she became a child face with full black eyes no white in them not anyone I know and came at me and I had a butcher knife in my hand all of a sudden to protect myself and I could not speak but felt very threatened and scared and tried to say I would kill her but was scared she was a kid and I shouldn't but was scared and felt danger. I couldn't speak but tried so hard to.
It was always in black and white, and always in the same really old house. I would be standing in the entry way looking up the stairs, and as I started going up the stairs would creak really loudly which scared me so I would go up faster. The upstairs of the house was really empty and dirty, and as I looked through each room I kept hearing creepy noises coming from the basement. One of the rooms upstairs had an empty baby cradle in it. I go back downstairs and look through the kitchen and see that it looks like someone lives in the house. At this point I try and leave the house but I can’t get out. I hear the noise from the basement again and this time it sounds like a man saying my name, so I go and look. I get to the basement and see a guy that I know down there, and he says my name again but his voice is different. He started running towards me so I panicked and ran back upstairs and try to get out of the house again but I can’t get out, and he catches me and as he grabs my arm I wake up.
Got up. went in the kitchen. heard a humming in different tones. suddenly somethingwas upshing me up toward the celiling, face first. Next thing I remember there was a spinning bright light and I was being pushed unforcefully onto the couch
Fire in the kitchen I save birds in a bird cage and police at the front door
I am in a large, turn of the century house. I wander through it, looking for someone, but I can't remember who - or who owns the house. The dream is vivid. I can hear chickens, smell dust and mustiness in rarely used spaces, I can pick up and examine objects (many of which I remember from somewhere. These things are detailed, often personal, lovely but I can't remember who they belong to or if they might have been mine at that time somehow), I can feel the heat of the fire in the stove and delight at using the water pump in the summer kitchen. It all feels familiar as I search the house up to the attic and then down (very steep, narrow stairs to that attic!) When I get to the cellar door in the kitchen, I start to feel foreboding - but compelled to keep searching. As I go down the stairs to the cellar, I can identify the coal shed door, on old cast iron heater of some kind and another door. I look through the cellar, open the door to the coal shed and then approach the other door. It is identifiably different or out of place but I can't pin down exactly how it is different or what makes it out of place. I do "know" that I am strongly compelled to open it - and too terrified to. Extreme dread and foreboding when I reach for that doorknob usually wake me - sometimmes screaming. I have wakened my family peiodically through my life with this. I can't remember the first time I had the dream but I've had it throughout my life. It tends to leave me very nervous and unsettled, sometimes for days.
You are just drifting off to sleep and then you here a sound that wakes you back up: Drip, drip, drip. The faucet on one of the sinks in your home is dripping water
Panera kitchen sink cookie recipe
A lady walking in her house wearing underwear and a shirt and blood starts pouring out of uterus a light color red. It pours on carpet and kitchen floor.
I had a drea 3 nights ago , I was driving in a street were I lived when I was a child, it was my aunty's house, when I arrived there was a white van outside, next thing I'm in the hallway of the house andi could notice a big decoration of the property going on, as I walked past the first, I continued to the parlour room and I could see my wifes auntie sitting in the kitchen, she died last year about 5 months ago, I shouted winnie, alright winnie and she never replied which was typical of her as he was slightly deaf, I nudge her and said hi winniw, and she said hi john, she was looking the opposite way to the window which I found mad? the next thing I'm sitting on a sette in the parlour and winnie comes in and stands in front of me pouts her bum aganst me and bends towards the fire with a tape measure, so I said ill do that winnie, the next thing winnie was behind my back on the couch like a nutcracker soldier,stiif as a board? and I had a pen and paer in my hand, written on the paper was a row of unreadable words and the second row it had 2 unreadable words is Sylvia 2 more unreadable words miss my family? now Sylvia is my mother in law winnies sister in law, and they were ver y close and lived opposite each other
Sitting in my childhood kitchen with my mother and deceased father and deceased grandmother. they served me two fried eggs. my daughter enters the house and I offer her one of my eggs. the egg turns into a creamy texture. My daughter turns her back on us and makes herself lunch. the kitchen wall turns into a brick wall with a window. my deceased cousin appears and motions me to meet him outside. all the colours are brown. I go outside and he is gone.
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