tug of war with a ghost.

Date: 1/4/2017

I had a dream where I was in a new house, apparently my house and I was home alone. I was cooking macaroni and cheese for Colton. I went off to do something and when I returned, the pot with the food in it was gone. I looked everywhere for it. My sister, Jessica, came over and I had her help me look for it. I told her how this wasn't the first pot to go missing. One place we looked was this weird door thing that showed under the tub. I finally went outside and I think my parents were there. But I saw a few homeless people sitting on top of my shed. assuming it had to be one of them, I asked them if they came in to my house and took stuff. One older man laughed and said "it wasn't us, you do know that place is haunted, right?" He started naming off a bunch of different things it was haunted by that I don't remember. Then asked me why I thought the place was so cheap. I was filled with such anger and somehow convinced myself to not be scared, I went back into the house and screamed at the top of my lungs "get out!". All of the sudden, there was a big gust that I swear I felt. It led to a closet and I marched right in to it and could see and feel the power of this 'entity'. It was flailing up all the clothing in the closet and I reached my hand to grab the clothes, or the demon/ghost and could feel the energy of it. It was like we were each pulling back, then I woke up.