The Haunted House That Knew My Name

Dream recorded 8/8/2024

I had discovered time travel and could use it to visit different moments in my life. The device only worked with the DNA of the person using it.

At some point I became stuck in a house. It resembled my grandmother’s home but was not the same house.

There were baby photos of me inside that I didn’t remember being taken in that house.

I stayed the night there even though my grandmother was not present.

The house was haunted.

Every time I tried to sleep I felt something near me. At first it touched me. Then it turned the radio on to wake me up.

It would open the door as well.

I tried speaking to it, saying that the house belonged to me according to the writing on the walls, though I did not recognize that writing when remembering the dream later.

In the kitchen there was a strange wooden utensil cabinet about chest height with small drawers. It opened and closed by itself in a way that felt unnatural.

I ran back to the bedroom and left the radio on. It seemed to leave me alone if I kept electronics running.

I turned on my phone and watched a show while the radio played.

I tried calling someone I knew but they didn’t answer. Then I called my grandmother but she was staying somewhere else that night.

The house sat near a main street. Outside the back door were steps leading to a small fenced yard.

There was a giant blown-up baby photo of me on the wall in the bedroom.

I searched for a rideshare to escape and go home. Right before ordering one, I woke up.

I felt extremely relieved to wake up because the fear in that dream felt very real.