Open House

Date: 4/29/2016

I dreamed that we were at an open house at my childhood friend's home. It was pretty from the outside but the inside was all old-ladyish. And we were only upstairs where the bedrooms were, the staircase to the first floor led nowhere. I walked into his sister's room. There was a bed, and at the head of the bed was a bathtub. The faucet was leaking and there was a half an inch of water. And even though this girl is a junior in highschool, there were creepy Barbies everywhere. I moved on to two other rooms, but I forgot what they looked like. I went into the last room, one of the Twins' bedrooms, and there was ugly mustard coloured walls and dark blue carpet. There was nothing in the room but a rack with ugly Yoda t-shirts. Off to the side of the room was a bathroom. I was walking toward it but then I woke up.