Sometimes my dreams scare me. I try not to dwell on them, like feeding them or giving them any attention will make them real. In this one dream I'm walking around an empty house looking for something. Sometimes I spend all the time in one room, other times I'm in a room next to a room I want to be in but I can't figure out how to get there. Sometimes I'm outside the house looking in a window. The house is familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. I'm not scared usually, just a little apprehensive. Sometimes I can smell something rotting, like old food left out for a long time.