Dream Blog Entry #6

     So the past few days i haven't really been remembering my dreams...  I supposed that's probably because I haven't really been sleeping that well.  But last night I managed to sleep a good 12 hours, and upon reflection, I can't really recall anything special, except for one short moment I was doing something I've always wanted to do.


     I was with a couple of the girls I've shared an amazing first and start to the second year of college with, and we were at a bar somewhere I've never been before (like usual).  due to the fact that it's just about Halloween, there's been a lot of Ghost Hunter shows on TV.  I was think about these midnight escapades of terror and excitement, and I've decided that one of these days, I'm going to find a way to do a lock in at some "haunted" place.  I want to get the cameras and sound recorders, the whole shebang.


     But anyways, we were all in this bar, doing just that.  We had probably 4 cameras, one stationed in a back corner watching the whole room, another on the bar, watching from a different perspective, and the other 2 were handheld, and I was manning one.  Each of us had a recorder, and throughout this dream, we all did the whole, try to talk to ghosts, get them to appear, anything interesting deal that all the shows do.  None of it worked, but my group was still generally freaked out the whole time.  


     This dream really just bolstered the fact that this is something I really want to do in my lifetime.  I'm not overly superstitious or anything, but I do believe that paranormal things happen, and it would be potentially life changing to witness the paranormal.


     Speaking of such, I do recall from my childhood, dream or reality, seeing a very faint green glow slowly glide past my bedroom door and hearing the distinct sound of chains dragging behind.  I have also seen what I thought were ghost-like hands reaching around corners at my old house, and seeing things move on their own.  While doing laundry with my mother, a hand towel from the dirty basket jumped out on it's own, we both noticed it and were pretty freaked out by it.  My mom also claims that there was the ghosts of a young boy and girl that lingered around either my or my brother's crib when we were babies.  I'll try to get her to comment on this entry or make a guest post with the full story.


Happy Halloween!