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Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

Famous bossy cranky woman teaching a group of women furniture restoration. I am sanding a white dresser that turns into a nightstand. One dark haired woman is constantly complaining and demanding attention. We are all working in a crowded unfinished room. There is a messy bathroom with pink insulation material and a small green towel floating in the toilet. I am using a small electriccircluar round sander. others are using sandpaper. there is a lot of talking around me

Was getting hunted and killed in the first.  Then was in a large confusion house in the second, where three people vomited over me and when I eventually start cleaning in up, I couldn't bear it and wanted to barf and all the toilets were on use. At that time also the fishtank and one of the loos started overflowing.  How strange is that.  Now third dream had to clean up shit from a guy who looked like he was possessed and couldn't even sit on the toilet, he was so out of it he rolled off the toilet while he was pooing and it all came out on the floor. Had to get cleaning stuff, which I have to ask another householder for as they had a box system to monitor who's stuff was theirs. Even stranger. 

I dreamed I placed my dear three year old niece on the toilet and flushed before she was securely seated-- causing her to be sucked into the toilet. I was fiercely yanking her out as the water was drowning her...I managed to pull her completely out of the toilet but she wasn't breathing. I was completely hysterical and began to do everything to bring her breath back. Fortunately there were extended family members nearby who were able to save her. I tend to dream a lot about my niece, specifically events that depict me being responsible for some sort unintentional neglect that causes her physical pain-- like the various dreams Ive had of dropping her when she was an infant.

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