5 Mar 2024
pages.dreamInterpretation.dream
It started off with my late mom and my living brother at my grandparents house. It seemed very normal at first, and the house was furnished exactly the way it was before my grandparents sold this particular house. Suddenly, my mom became very alert, and peeked through the blinds. This got my attention, so I did too, and found my recently deceased grandfather getting out of the 2001 Buick Lesaber my Nana used to own. As he got out, it crossed my mind at first that he had managed to escape the assisted living facility he was put in (in real life he had never been in one and died peacefully at home). However, it wasn't long before I remembered he had never been in one, and then I realized I was dreaming, and had this thought that my Papa didn't know he was dead in this dream. I went out to help him into the house, guided him in and sat him down. My mother disappeared. My Papa's face kept morphing and changing strangely as I told him he needed to remember he had died. He responded with "You need to wake up." I responded "I know, I've tried, I can't." And kept pinching myself or slapping myself to try and feel pain, but I couldn't. I knew I was dreaming at this point, but couldn't control how things went. Papa left, my brother disappeared. Suddenly, I was a barbie, closing the door, looking at my arms and hands. The house no longer furnished. There was another person in there that I had never seen before, but it felt like it might be me. She asked if I knew who she was, and I shook my head. She said "We have a problem if you don't even remember me." And then suddenly my body returned to normal, I was standing where she stood, and another person came in the door looking just like me. I started to ask her if she remembered who I was, but the dream was interrupted.
