Following up from my first story about the house I live in that was built in 1860 that has 3 ghosts, I want to talk about other strange things that happen in the house that I believe may have something to do with the house or more so, what's in it. 3 of us live in separate flats within the house and we've all admitted that since we got settled in there we've all had weird dreams, some scary, some funny, some eccentric too.
They are all really vivid, the ones I have are mainly silly or eccentric and we normally have a laugh about them the next morning when we get up and talk about it but my boyfriend gets really bad dreams and often sleepwalks.
There has been an occasion where he has got up in the night, left his flat, gone down the stairs and hidden his wallet in the cardboard recycling bag, we spent the whole of the next day looking for it.
Another time he dreamt that the wall out the front of the house had been stolen, when he woke up he said to me "I hope they catch the little gits who took it", I said "What?", he told me the wall had been taken, he was really freaked out when he looked out and saw it was still there.
The worst one was recently when we were sleeping apart because I was ill, at about 2am I got a call from a withheld number on my mobile so I rang my boyfriend as I gathered it could only be him at that time of night, when he answered it was clear I had woken him (OOPS), I told him a was really uneasy sleeping as there were strange noises keeping me up and I asked if I could go up and get in his bed with him, he said no and told me he'd had some bad news that night, he told me how he'd had a call from his best friends girlfriend who was very upset and telling him that his friend had passed away from a heart attack 4 days earlier, he even told me when the funeral was going to be and that they were going to do an autopsy. I gave my condolences and went back to bed.
The next day I was going through my recent calls and there were 2 numbers with no names, one was my friends and the other was my boyfriends friends number (he'd been trying to call him on new years eve as he was worried) but I didn't know which was which, so I rang one at random, when he answered I asked if it was Andrew and he went "No, Colin" (My boyfriends "dead" friend).
I told my boyfriend later who I'd spoken to and he was gobsmacked, he really thought his friend was dead. He'd dreamt his friend had passed and even discussed it with his friends partner, on the land line. He could have told everyone about his death when all along he had just had a vivid dream.
We're always having these dreams, some are OTT, what do you guys think? It's never been like this until we moved into that old house.