Saturday night I had a dream.
I had dreamed it was current day, but my grandmother had just died. (which means she would've been about 130 years old
)
Gram lived in a small apartment, but in my dream she had lived in a house that was like the one my parents have, basement, first floor, second floor, attic.
Gram used to have tons of "knick knacks" and I can always remember her telling us whne we were little to not touch her stuff. Obviously, she was afraid we'd break it.
So in this dream I'm in this house, and I said to myself: "I know what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna open all her closets, and touch all her stuff!" And that's what I did. Starting on the first floor, any closet door I opened, I would touch stuff, and move on to the next closet, leaving the door open. Went up to the second floor, and did the same, and then moved on to the attic.
I touched her stuff in the attic closet, and then started looking at other stuff in the attic. For some reason, I turned toward the closet, and the door suddenly slammed shut on its own. I got up, and moved down the stairs to the second floor, and when I reached it, all the closet doors on that floor began to slam shut. At this point I started to scream (
) and ran down to the first floor. All the closet doors her slammed themselves shut again, and I opened the front door and ran to the yard, screaming.
That's when I woke up. I know it was only a dream, but I was so unnerved by it, I got out of bed (3:15am) and got a book to read it for 20 minutes before going back to sleep, so I could ge the dream out of my brain.
DON'T TOUCH GRANDMA'S STUFF!