From what i can remember, im in my house, and this person dressed entirely in black is standing at the landing for the stairs, this person's name is becky, and he or she, has built a bomb, and placed it somewhere in the house, downstairs, becky is telling me that they have done this, and the timer on the bomb, isn't necessarily working properly, meaning, that the bomb could go off at any minute, i begin to ask becky how intense the blast will be and where in my home i can hide to protect myself from the blast, unanswering, becky starts to talk about my youth and when my family first moved into this house, their was a hole in the wall, at the landing where we were standing, where my mother would put a bowl of fruit, and for some reason it was now filled, unable to recall whether or not this memory becky was reminding me of was true or not, i want to ask my mother who is dining on our back porch with my father, before i can get there, i see becky sitting outside with them already, and through the window i can tell that something is wrong outside and with my parents, my father has a growth from his stomach and chest manifesting itself very much like tentacles, and my mother is blurred, i go out on to the porch, and see everything is fine, while becky is no longer there, my sister goes inside to look for something leading her downstairs, not wanting to inform or alarm anyone about the bombs presence, i follow her and before she can get to the stairs i yell her name i order her to come back up and go back outside, i and my family are outside, "safe" from the blast, yet at this point there is no explosion, i return to ask my mother about the hole in the wall, and when i turn to ask her, she is not my mother, yet a nude pale figure resembling an anorexic woman, with long and wet orange-ish hair draping past her shoulders, her face is somewhat normal, her eyes sunken in appearing like black holes her mouth is shut and the only way this thing has to form a facial expression, and the nose of this thing came out into a beak of sorts with an opening at the end, it stands up and walks into our backyard moving and waving its arms about as if it were frolicking, it now breaking dawn, and i am tired of this thing possessing my mother and mocking her, i proceed to chase after it followed by my sister, its movement is quicker than our own, as my sister and i move in relative slow motion, the thing that has possessed my mother has taken the form of a dog or wolf like being, retaining the head i previously described, i take a handful of dirt and rock and begin throwing it at the creature yelling go away, go away, nd each time the dirt hits this creature smoke rises from it as if its burning. My dreams tend to have possession as a common theme, where a family member or someone, is possessed by an evil entity, yet this kind of dream only occurs once in a great while, another thing is that when i awoke from this nightmare, my feet were over the edge of my bed, and i was lying straight with my back to my bed, does how you sleep as in position and location of extremity's affect your dreams? what does this dream mean? and what do you think of it?
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