My father's home became a prison
Hi,
I dreamed the following:
I was lying in bed, with my father and my sister. The room was my grandmother's bedroom (some unpleasent heavy memories), and it was very dark in that room, almost black. My father and my stepmother were in a fight, and my stepmother was sleeping upstairs. My father was yelling to my stepmother and she was being sarcastic. My father, who layed in the middle, between me and my sister, stood up and looked at me and said: 'Everything is your fault'. I could taste the hate in his words. He went downstairs, I followed him. Suddenly it is my dad's house. It is still very dark. My dad takes the dog and goes for a walk. Outside it is sunny and I want to get out but I can't. Suddenly my little brother, 5, is standing next to me and says: 'I've been wanting to get there for so long'. And I said: 'So do I'. We were talking about 2 stones lying in the garden, outside. One of them had a + and the other one had a -. Reaching the - would make you younger, reaching the + would make you older. We all wanted to reach the +, so that we could get out. The whole house was dark and gave this kreepy, prison-a-like sphere.
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