In my dream, I wanted to move on. To stop being a ghost and just go through the door. Because being a ghost is the worst thing. I couldn't touch anything, I couldn't feel anything. I'd never kiss anyone, or have a family and it was awful. But then I changed my mind though, because I couldn't leave them.
And then some creepy old man shoved me through my door and forced me into.. I don't know. Hell, maybe.
That was the worst dream I've ever had in my life.