I was at a “haunted house”, just the kind that you pay to go inside, not a real one or something, or so I thought.. I've never been to a haunted house, I think they're stupid to be honest, so I didn't know what to expect exactly. When I first entered there was a big wall you had to climb up to go to the next part of the house. Once you climbed the wall you had to figure out how to get by, there was a big door up against the wall so there wasn't much of a ledge to stand on. Everyone that was with me kept falling down. I figured out how to get past it; there was a string that you had to pull on to get up the wall but once you got to the top you had to loosen some of the string to open the door, making more room on the ledge to be able to stand on. A friend of mine and I was the only ones to get past it, I also pulled Noah up to come with me. The only other thing I remember from the house was a room we went in to color pictures, the table had coloring books and crayons laid out for us. The strange part though? There was a plate covered with a napkin in front of every chair. I took the napkin to find a plate of salad; lettuce, tomatoes, and really messy looking dressing. We were supposed to use this salad to color, the crayons were just there to mixed it around. And then I woke up..
I usually have two dreams though; One before Stefen gets up for work, and then another after he leaves and I fall back asleep for another hour or so till I have to get ready for work. So, my second dream..
I was sitting outside of the lady's house that owned the “haunted house”. I was just sitting there with a few friends when my phone started blaring a very obnoxious sound. It wouldn't stop for anything. I turned the volume down, hid it under a pile of blankets, I even took the battery out. No matter what I did though, the sound kept ringing, and stayed at the same exact loud, obnoxious volume. The lady, who was apparently demonic after all, had cursed my phone so it wouldn't stop! The only way I knew I could make it stop was if I got rid of it, but I started looking through all the pictures on my phone and didn't want to do that. I started praying over and over again that it would stop but it just kept going. We drove to someone's house, I think it might have been my sister's house that they lived in in TN. It was full of people including the rest of my family and the youth pastor. I found my mom and asked her if she could pray over my phone to make it stop. Adam walked in as I was explaining it to her, and the youth pastor was already sitting in the room talking to my mom. I said “can you please all pray over my phone now to make it stop??” So they all gathered around and started praying over my phone. It stopped ringing! It actually completely died after they prayed over it because the battery wasn't in it, so once the curse was gone, there was nothing to keep it going. And then I woke up... What's funny though is when I woke up I looked at my phone and realized I slept through my alarm, meaning my alarm -the obnoxious loud noise- really was going off. It stops after ten minutes though. I guess God was answering my prayer by turning it off so I could sleep a few more minutes=)
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