Strange Dream

I had a bit of a strange dream the other night – see what you think.

From what I can remember, I was talking to my dad in some kind of flat (that I believe I owned) – we were the only two people in the flat at the time. I looked out the window and saw someone jumping out of a window from another flat committing suicide. This shook me up, so I went across the road to see if there was anything I could do to help, as I was a witness.

I got across the road and it was quiet – there seemed to be no indication of someone jumping out the window, and no body. I went and asked in about and nobody knew of anyone being hurt.

Weird, I thought. So I went back into the original room where the dream had started. I opened up the window and all of a sudden I saw a boy (who must have been about 12) climbing up the building; before I knew it he was trying to enter the flat via my window.

The boy had face paint on (black and white) making him look quite evil, I was trying to stop him from getting in but couldn’t work out if I should be letting him in, or pushing him, letting him plummet down to what could be his death. Next, the dream ended.