When I was 8, my grandpa died from cancer. He was my best friend (sounds weird). He would take me everywhere, and I thought he was just the coolest person in the world, and when he died, it didn't really hit me that he was acutally GONE until i was 9 or 10. Well, about three months after he died, I started to have this reoccuring, freaky dream. The dream would start immediately in this basement like room. I would sit on a bed in the far right corner, hunched over into a ball. Everything would be pitch black, except for a barred window that let a small amount of moonlight in. There would be a door with stairs leading up to a hallway, and another door with a large walk in closet. The room seriously looked like a room from Saw or one in an insane asuylum. Well anyways, I would sit there crying until the closet door opens. A black cat would come out and jump up on my bed, and I'd pet it and it would pur, until its eyes turned red and it suddenly (this is kinda funny, but when I was little it scared the **** out of me) would grow massively and almost turn into a werewolf type creature. It would drag me on my stomach up the hallway, and then it would lead into what looked like a tiwsted version of my house. No one would be there. And then I'd wake up.
I stopped dreaming this after awhile. Now, I'm 15, and last night I had the same dream. Does anyone know what this means? Because I'm really starting to get a little wigged out. I wake up in cold sweats and stuff like that.
Help is much appreciated!! I know it's hard to interpret dreams =/
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