Last night I had a dream that I was being spied on. My dream kept switching locations between houses where I grew up, but I was always my current self in the dream and it was always dark outside.
It started in the house I was born in and I was aware of noises outside the window and movement, but every time I looked up they were gone.
Then it moved to my aunt and uncle's house where I spent a lot of time as a child. This time, when I felt someone watching me, I was quick enough to catch a glimpse of them running to their vehicle and driving away in a white truck or van.
It ended in what was my last childhood home before I moved out on my own. The basement stairs had a door at the top and the back door of the house was just on the other side. I was walking up the basement stairs and opened the basement door. The back door had a window in it that we usually kept a shade over, but in my dream it was fully open and a guy in a red shirt with shoulder-length brown hair was just standing there, staring at me through the window. Neither of us moved and then I woke up.
It was an odd dream, especially because I never really felt frightened by what was happening. I just felt really annoyed and wanted to be left alone.
It started in the house I was born in and I was aware of noises outside the window and movement, but every time I looked up they were gone.
Then it moved to my aunt and uncle's house where I spent a lot of time as a child. This time, when I felt someone watching me, I was quick enough to catch a glimpse of them running to their vehicle and driving away in a white truck or van.
It ended in what was my last childhood home before I moved out on my own. The basement stairs had a door at the top and the back door of the house was just on the other side. I was walking up the basement stairs and opened the basement door. The back door had a window in it that we usually kept a shade over, but in my dream it was fully open and a guy in a red shirt with shoulder-length brown hair was just standing there, staring at me through the window. Neither of us moved and then I woke up.
It was an odd dream, especially because I never really felt frightened by what was happening. I just felt really annoyed and wanted to be left alone.