He Keeps Breaking in and No One Believes Us
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Lucid Intent? No
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I was home alone in a strange house, waiting for others I knew, who don't exist except for my dad, to come back from eating dinner out. It was nighttime, and I felt very uncomfortable, like something was wrong and I wasn't safe. I crept quietly from room to room, feeling something was terribly amiss. When I reached the dining room near the front of this house, I found that the glass wall facing outside had been shattered, and glass was laying all over the floor. I knew then that someone had broken in, and might still be inside.
He slipped by, and I managed to creep away from him. A regular looking guy, but very scary because he was in our house. When he was gone, I looked to see if anything was missing, and he had stolen only some stereos. When the others returned, we gathered in another room to talk about the broken window and what had been stolen. While we were there, I saw the man again and gasped, "He's back in our house."
The rest of the dream is a blur. I know this man kept breaking in and stealing and trying to hurt us, over and over, until someone finally managed to kill him even though the intruder had a gun pointed at his head. The gun had been pointed at my head too at one point. i don't remember if anyone ever tried to call for help.
During all of this, friends would try to call me, and I would have to say that I couldn't talk, scream or whisper and hang up. When it was all over, I called the friends back and told them what had happened, and that it had lasted all night. None of them believed me, so I put my dad on the phone and he confirmed it. "I have plenty of witnesses here other than my dad and I," I said. My friends didn't believe any of us. They thought it was a big conspiracy between us to lie about it.
I kept trying to convince them until I realized it was a dream and none of it was real. I woke up shortly after that.
Additional Comments:
I dream about men breaking in a lot. Usually into my childhood home. It's always very scary, and they're always out to hurt me and whoever is with me.
