Really Frightened

Fucking rando, dude.
Do you know hat I mean?
I'm talkin' drunk and random, man.
It's open now.
I'm not kidding.
About an hour ago I had the  best idea for a story.
Fuck.

A long time ago I wanted to tell you about this place I went to.
But, I didn't think you'd understand or you know, care.

I know why people want to explore.
I know why people want to find a new buzz that makes them twitch and giggle.
They want to be scared.
I'm going to sleep now.
Later.

Dreaming about 3 beautiful girls I used to know, sisters.
I met them again in a cooking class after no contact for 20 years .
They all had broken hips.
We went to West Mildred for a drink after class,
but it was all condemned and most of it was already torn down,
including the bar.
I made a baloney sandwich for the final and got an "A", but was reduced to a "C" because of my cussing in class.

I started dreaming about that house again. 
The same place with the crooked, exposed stairwells
and the hidden access to the third floor in the closet of the 2nd floor bedroom.
Dreaming about a ghost.
I don't put much stock in any of the paranormal.
And when I woke up I couldn't move.
It felt as though someone was pressing on my throat.
I could hear someone crying in the adjacent room. 
It kept getting louder. 
I was finally able to fling myself out of bed and upon entering the living room
I saw my dog, her eyes glazed over and crying like a baby. 
Not a puppy, a human baby. 
The weirdest noise I've heard a dog make
and she seemed really frightened. 
I called to her and she woke up and starting wagging her tail.
I think we were having the same dream.