What Do You Even Name An Art Book? (Art Book #2)

Dreams

I don't think I dream normally.

I mean, sometimes I dream that I'm not even me. I've been animals and book/movie characters and I've even been nothing. Just watching everything that's going on.

I've even been a guy. (Just so you guys know I'm a girl)

My dreams even seem to be connected in some ways. Like I have this alternate dream neighborhood that's like my neighborhood, but with some subtle differences. I'll be dreaming and I'll see a place in that neighborhood that I've been to in a different dream. The craziest example of this was when I had a dream in like sixth grade and I'd climbed this tree with my violin, and than I'd left it there and gone home and then woken up. A few months later in a different dream I climbed the same tree and found my violin.

I also have this group of friends that I can never remember when I wake up, but I know that I keep using this group of friends in way different dreams.

If any of you guys have anything like this comment to make me feel less freaked out.

On a different but related note, I had a really weird/cool/creepy dream a few nights ago that I thought I'd share.

So it started with weird sounds and happenings in our house. Mostly in my mom's bathroom. Just weird pipe noises and leaks, as well as the water suddenly turning hot/cold, and things falling down or breaking constantly. At first it just seemed like a random normal thing that just happens every once and a while, but it kept persisting, so I started to think it was something else, something Supernatural.
In this dream I knew the Winchesters. So I called them. They came over disguised as plumbers they could search around for spirits or demons to see if that's what it was. My mom was pretty confused as to why I'd called some plumbers but she didn't really ask. So while Sam and Dean were scanning the bathroom and such for some supernatural presence, I was hovering over them and generally being annoying. I tend to do that when someone is over and doing something cool. I ask a billion questions an hour about what they're doing and how they're doing it and I also ask if different things that I suggest would work to fix whatever they're fixing.
Yeah I did that to the Winchesters.
They weren't picking up anything unusual, and I was getting a little upset because I was sure something weird was going on, when their emf thing began going crazy.
That's when she appeared. It was this ghost, and she looked pretty livid. I don't really remember all the details because it was a dream, and I filled in some things with my own awake logic, but the gist of what I got from the ghost's story was that she was living alone with her baby, when the baby got out and got hit by a car. She was so devastated that she killed herself, and has been punishing everybody around where she'd lived since, trying to find out who killed her child. She never mentioned a husband, so now that I look back on my dream I'm guessing that her husband died somehow and their child was all she had left of him.
After she told us (after a bit of interrogation and such from Sam and Dean) she vanished (in a very dramatic, noisy way).
We all went downstairs and while Sam and Dean tried to tell my mom an excuse to continue to keep coming back (the pipe will need constant checkups for the next few days, we don't know the full extent of the problem yet, etc) I just stood in the corner thinking. I thought I felt something watching me behind me, so I turned around and what I saw made me scream. At the foot of the stairs was a dead baby. A dead baby that looked like it had been hit by a car.
I was freaking out a bit, and my mom was confused because she couldn't see it. Sam and Dean could. It vanished almost immediately, but I'd had plenty of time to have it become implanted on my memory.
The Winchesters made some excuse to have me come out to their car, to help them unload things or whatever, and we went outside. We all first did the, "did you see that?" "Yeah did you?" thing (well it was mostly me but whatever) and then I just sort of stood their panicking while they talked and tried to figure out what was happening.
Apparently to spirit had latched itself onto us three now and wasn't going to leave us alone until we got rid of it.
The dream gets a little fuzzy around here. I snuck out of the house that night and drove off with them to go figure out where she was buried. We drove all over and did a whole bunch of research, and we were constantly plagued by this spirit. We were seeing her dead baby everywhere, and she was being a downright annoying poltergeist and trying to kill us. We eventually found a source that said that she was buried in this field somewhere (don't remember very many details sorry).
We went there all equipped to burn her bones and call it quits, when she decided to put up a fight. We were basically attacked by a whole bunch of apparitions of her dead baby. Man that was creepy.
Here's where the dream got really weird. Like crossover weird.
Someone in a cloak came out of nowhere and waved their arm in a weird jerky manner, and shouted some unknown word. Then all the apparitions and the spirit vanished.
The person in the cloak was actually Rubyfire55, and she claimed to be a witch from Ravenclaw. Like I said, crossover weird.
We found the grave, but we also found that it was just a ceremonial headstone and that the woman had actually been cremated. That made things harder.
We drove around researching more and found the object that was tying her to this world and burned it.
Problem solved.
Except when I got home I was grounded.

Yeah. Weird dream. Guess that's what comes from binge watching Supernatural. :/

No idea why harry potter worked its way in.

So yeah, random rants.