Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 1/23/2018
By Fitful
I was invited to live in this huge house. It was a cross between a hospital and a home, communal home, and it made you very wealthy. Once there, one accepted and a part of the organization you were one of them and their wealth was yours. I went to live there, excited, nervous and slightly ashamed of needing to live in a hospital. I didn't tell anyone on the outside where I was going, not that I was allowed to. No matter what you didn't tell this organization's secrets. But there was a problem. I couldn't get them to accept me. I kept trying to be friendly with the others. I'd almost get somewhere with one of them, they were all so interesting and I really rally liked them, but then they ended up not liking me. After a long time of trying, of beginning to like them, feeling accepted almost, but immediately getting rejected after they decided I wasn't worthy, I began retreating. At first it was just going to my room more often, then I moved all my stuff, my new hammock which I adored, up to a smaller room in the attic, in the dark, then into a closet when I was really upset. I was trying to hide. I think they finally rejected me too much and I left. I also recall once the house was in my name, I owned it legally, and then the police came I had to okay one of the others being allowed into the house. They had thought this guy was trying to break in, i didn't want to be near the police, I was afraid of them. But I did say he belonged there. Anyway right after that I moved to the attic and only contacted them via the phone. I was so isolated and lonely. I did try to be friends. I recall showing an interest in the their hobbies, all of them were master of art skill, and I saw a pink rat, maybe one them became it momentarily, and I went on about a pink cotton candy rat that was so adorable which I had seen before. Nothing seemed to work, the more I tried the more they rejected me, shut me out, and laughed at me. I became the annoying one, and it hurt me badly. They really didn't like me, in fact they barely tolerated me. It wasn't insults, it was ignoring. Later I think I was gone, had gone back home, or something. But I was a bit stronger, knew more about myself. I was aware I was apart of a different race. We were shape-shifting creatures, able to become anything. I could walk through walls and become a million different pieces of a million different creatures all at once. I ended up meeting more like me, some of the new ones now living in the house. One of them was very friendly with me, he chased me down and rescued me? He didn't resemble a human at all, in fact he had some animal body, different parts all mashed together to make it run, a horse head, and spaghetti noodle brains which could reach out and grab me away from danger. Then once he had me, he turned into a giant monarch butterfly, well most of him did, and we flew through the night. I was concerned people could see us, and he said it was dark, no one could see. That's why all the insects came out at night. Later, at home, another of my species came to my door. He asked for a pipe my grandfather kept on the property, some part which had been lying out in the weather and he was hoping he could have it. Something about his boys needing it for something. I asked my grandfather, he looked very different - stronger more manly- than he did in real life, but it was definitely him and he went out to see what it was and see to the request. I followed them over the property. The guy of my species had a posse with him, a bunch of younger boys, maybe a few girls, all of the same species as me. I couldn't tell if it was his kids but it felt more like a wolf pack. A few of them were even dogs occasionally. And I recognized something on the ground, it was a wood carved piece which had been made by someone in the house, it was shaped like a wolf, it was a shallow bowl like for jewelry. I had seen it at the house, wanted one, but never asked. I had been too afraid. Now there was one lying on the ground, and I spied another as well. I informed one of the pack, who was a pretty red wild dog at the time, I wanted it and if anyone objected they could come and I'd give it back. He remained wary and silent. He knew the rules never to speak of the house. I didn't blame him. I said that if 'she' objected to let me know and I'd do anything to please her. 'She' seemed to be head of the house. And I also mentioned something similar about a 'he'. It was also deferential. ~~~~ Before the dream written above I dreamed vaguely of being hungry, starving, and having no money for food. Instead I catered to am old woman who bought me one very grand meal a day, who mistreated me. She was horribly controlling and I kept going back because I would starve otherwise. I was beginning to think it wasn't worth it. She knew I had no other choice and used the food against me.