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Last night

I'm standing at my childhood room's window. Looking outside, over our yard. The skies are getting darker, clouds are gathering. I briefly see my mom trying to get back home from work on her bike and I kinda know she is either gonna make it, or wait it out at work. But that thought is fleeting, it's not complete.

There is more and more clouds, like when you watch them gather before a storm. I call my younger brother to look, and the boy sitting on my bed, eating candy we got from a friend (my WL friend got me candy from his trip that day), didn't come to look. There is only a bit of light coming from the left, everything else is very dark grey. Not pitch black, but you still can't see anything. It's complete still, not a sound, no wind.

I sit down on the bed, thinking about turning on the lights, but I know it's not a good idea. Everything outside it quiet. Nobody else is putting their lights on, and nobody has the TV on. We don't know what is happening, we should watch the TV to learn, but I know it's too late. We don't want to attract whatever that is by our lights.

I don't formulate the thought, but I somehow know it's an alien invasion. They are already in the house. I don't see them, but I know. I reach to my side to grab my brother's hand so we at least have each other, and even before I touch his hand, I know it's not my brother, but an alien. The hand I grab is way too small for a human hand, and much more skinnier.

I just sit there, knowing it's too late.

Major UPDATE:
Watching TV just now and seeing a whiskey glass with liquid in it gave me an instant memory of how this alien dream above started.

Three of us are sitting in my room. I'm with back to my window, 1 boy is on the bed and second one is opposite of him. A low coffee table is between us. I'm watching some clear glasses with liquid in them. The liquid starts to slowly move to one side, then the other. As if you tilted the glass. Only nobody is touching it. I realize that something near has a huge gravitational pull on the liquid, which is stronger than our Earth's pull. Something like a black hole, or a huge alien ship. That's when I get the first bad feeling of something bad coming our way. Then I looked out the window... The rest is above.

[Sunday, October 28th, 2012]
(This is the last of a series of dreams, and the only one I remember vividly. There was one dream of me on a desert reality show with a multitude of challenges. Before that I was at a strange shopping mall.)
I'm at my old house, everything is identical almost. Everyone is doing their own thing in the house, Brent is on the computer and playing games, Casey is watching TV in the living room, Mom is in her room. I'm wandering around the house.

I walked out into the kitchen and turn straight into the computer room. I want on the computer pretty bad. But I forget about it and walk away.

I walk to the bathroom.
I turn on the shower, as I need one bad. All of the water droplets that hit the tub turned brown. I couldn't explain it. But it must be because the shower floor is dirty already and its just becoming clear with water? I cup water in my hands and splash it on the tub until its clean and I get in.

After I clean myself and soak for awhile, I wrap a towel around my bottom-half and walk into my Mom's room and begin talking to her.

I was on a gameshow sort of thing for a week, but I got kicked off or fired the last day on a Friday. It was supposed to keep going and they'd add new members all the time but I didn't make the cut for some reason.
It took place in the middle of the desert.
I complained to my Mom about how I had lost, but how I was excited that I was going to be on a cartoon remake of the show that would air this weekend! I wondered to myself how I would be portrayed on a cartoon.

I walked into the old bedroom-
Brent was playing Nintendo 64. "I wish I could play guitar hero though..."
I suggest to him, "Nathan has Guitar Hero for the Playstation 1! Maybe we could borrow it!)

Casey was telling me about how he wanted to play an American Idol sort of game that he used to play when he went to camp once.

Just then we looked out the window, the whole family, and we saw dark clouds in the distance, looming over the mountains. Mom had her boyfriend over, who was like a combination of Gordon, Ed, Dad and all of the rest of them. My Mom's boyfriend complained because he couldn't hear the storm, because of the all of the TV's and receivers and VCRs and DVD players humming and buzzing. I worked to turn them off, but had immense trouble for some reason. Only some of them would turn off, and some would just reset when I hit the buttons. I gave up as I couldn't turn off the last satellite receiver.

We worked to put the blinds and livingroom curtains back up. It was more complex than it should have been.

We went around the house fortifying all of the windows and doors and closing everything for sure. I went to the back bedroom, by the old computer room, and checked the window. The one on the left (that normally doesn't exist) was fine, but the one on the right above the bed was creaked open a little. I worked to close it as much as I could when I noticed it was raining... or leaking through the window or something. It was wet around the window.
I through my shirt off and tried wiping off the window and putting it up against where it leaked.

Casey walked in and said, "The whole bed's soaked!" He was right, the rain was dripping through the ceiling! It was happening everywhere. Water was leaking through everywhere. I grabbed a towel and set it over the bed to cover the blanket and anything else. I went to the closet just as my Dad walked in. I quickly made sure I was turned away so he didn't see my tattoo.

I thought to myself, "Had he seen my tattoo earlier?" I quickly put on a purple shirt I found in the laundry hamper. I grabbed more towels and layed them over the bed. I walked out into the living room and saw that the wall was covered in rain drops, continuously being dropped. The rain was getting in somehow, as if our house was made of paper.

<dream ends>

[Friday, October 26th, 2012]
A storm was coming, one that could probably blow me and my family's house down. I thought about running to a
safer area...

<In a later dream...>
Me, Alex, Nathan, and some other unfamiliar people were doing drugs.
Then out of nowhere- the door busted down and they were there among us.
We were busted by the cops! Alex's Mom appeared and told me to run.
In the general confusion and chaos that ensued, I assumed it would be possible to get away.