Date: 8/22/2016
By kaina
i am at a house. i am climbing the stairs to a room. the house looks rustic. i knew what i was going there for. i sat on the bed and started talking to the empty room. "its going to be alright." my conscience was asking wth i am doing but the me in the dream was confident. i put my arm under the bed and looked under. a hand caught my arm. i was trying to console it. i knew in my mind it was a ghost. i peeped and i saw the ghost of a small girl(like the one in grudge). i was scared in my mind but i tried my best not to show it outside. i was consoling her and pulled her from under there. i guess it was difficult to see her sister being alive and well and feels left out... i felt bad for her.