Ghost of the Past

Date: 8/28/2016

I had a dream I was talking to Steve outside on my doorstep (except it was way more run down). He and I were talking about random things, like Scottish vs Irish, and other stuff. He told me how he still remembered when his father's ghost came back to haunt their house. It sort of transitioned into that I guess. I saw his family watch as the front door opened and closed on its own. Then the dream messed up and it was MY mom and dad. My dad assumed the ghost was my mom's father, or grandpa. He assumed that we would have to get rid of some junk in our house for him to go away (he didn't even seem serious. He was laughing) My mom didn't want to give away anything. I called her Doris and woke up.