Sorry for posting so much lately, but I'm having a lot of dreams, and have no idea what they mean, so please be patient with me.
Anyhow, for this one, there was going to be this great big family gathering, mostly involving the family of my Grandpa's (whom I lives with) fiance's family. They were arriving in crowds, and all seemed to be busy admiring each other's large expensive cars. I was inside by myself, watching the people outside, when I heard a noise from my room. When I entered my room, I noticed for one, that it seemed to be cavernous sort of thing, when in life my room is the smallest in the house. And next to my bed there was a rocking chair. And as soon as I entered it began to rock, back and forth, though no one else was in the room. I told the chair to stop, but instead it skidded several feet across the floor, as though someone had grabbed it and jerked it away. But once again, there was no one else in the room. I turned and ran through the house, but everything was eerily silent, so I went back to my room, and the rocking chair was there again, this time in a different spot than before. I left the room, and the door shut behind me. I went and found my grandpa and my cousin, and told them there was something wrong with my room, and so they followed me. When we reached my room it was in shambles, and also back to it's normal size. My bed had collapsed, my bookshelf in peices, my clothes were scattered everywhere throughout the room. And the most striking was my new guitar had the neck snapped and the body of it was crushed. We decided it was something paranormal and went to call a proffessional, but when one was found, we found it incredibly difficult to communicate, because the phone kept blurbing him out. And then I was woken up.
A phantom rocking chair??????
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