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August 12, 6am-9am-4pm:
Was running out of money and willing to take another job, so I grabbed all my notebooks and got my phone, left through my old room window because last night I'd heard someone tapping on it. I found some weird papers scattered and figured I could figure out what they meant in a better area. So I jogged out to the road and a kind family, mother, father and son let me take a ride with them. They had no problem dropping me off at a coffee shop. Conveniently I met a girl there that pretty said I could come home with her, she had been looking to see her dad anyway. She didn't give her name but she was a teen who looked tomboyish. So I was like okay and we all bundling into that car, the parents drove us and we finally came across the girl's home. It was huge, slowly driving down the road to it we saw a bunch of red farm sheds on the opposite lot. The manor or mansion, was reddish brown and was one of those place with two long sides to it and the middle being taller than the rest. Infront of the plain fence were beautiful flowers of pink and purple clinging on by the vines they grew from. The girl said the parents could take the car around, the three of us teens got out and walked to the probably better suited word would be estate. Along the way she made it known that her family was rich and British, which I didn't think twice about but atleast for her case it seemed like they'd done a great job getting that american dream or fitting in. It even had a fountain in the middle with a path going around it to the house. However grand it seemed outside though, it lacked inside because the inside looked almost exactly like my grandma's small home. We entered into the living room and had a look around as the daughter introduced us to people there, the only one that stuck before her father was her uncle whom I saw looking like a giant melted rock on a sofa and watching tv in what would be my grandmother's guest bedroom. After that brief hello, someone else walked into the room and it happened to be her father. He happened to look like Aurelio Voltaire, which I did mention by saying he seemed like a British Voltaire. His medium length ponytail was dark and his skin an unhumanly pale pale colour that shined like in oblivion when white skin gets any light upon it, it just appears to glow. His tilted top hat was grey and his suit also along the same grey colour scheme, pulling it off lighter or darker here and there. Like the sims 3 vampire formal suit, coming from the collar and heading in an upside down V shape to create coat tails and expose the shirt underneath. The thing that amazed me as the uncle watching grumbled at us to salute and bow in greeting, was that his height was tall. Much taller than me and I would have been more frightened had the daughter not already said her family was nice, which of course why would I have any reason to doubt her? A man being handsome and standing at a height of over 6ft, while dressed very well for his lean muscle body, was really no reason for doubt. However it was a reason to be wary, the son of the family we got the ride from currently stood infront of the man of the home, as we shall call him, and faltered quite suddenly as the eyes were turned on him when he attempted a salute to the handsome giant. It was quickly returned and the daughter said this was her father, once again easily finding away around giving information you need but not the information you want like names. Honestly I was with the son, who actually looked like he was about to faint and probably for good reason considering he looked like a younger and more human version of the father, it was like he met his idol and was melting into a pile of fanboy mess. I wasn't faring any better next to him, I completely forgot the uncle's order and turned into a strange touchy, my-brain-was-replaced-with-fluttering-hearts, kind of girl. I awkwardly bumped into him and then felt excited but also shameful when I mumbled a sorry for poking at his clothes. He was actually really pleasant though, I guess he'd dealt with his fair share of girls and maybe boys becoming blubbering imbeciles when confronted with his looks. However the mood was quickly ruined when the uncle said now we just had to meet the mother, which I immediately felt worse about and I'm fairly certain our little quivering fanboy had just gone into shock upon hearing such news. What was strangest though was the daughter's outburst of "what!?" she seemed truly shocked and outraged that her father had a wife, which in his defense would seem criminal to let such good looks go to waste on petty fans who'd much rather drool on him than listen to him speak. I might add that he seemed the quiet intelligent one whose looks more often than not obstruct the view to his brain. He didn't look sternly at her, but instead he seemed content to smile as he crossed his arms over his chest and turned to leave as though he'd gotten a wife to spite her. I couldn't help myself it seems and sort of hopped infront of his path to say that he really shouldn't use such white makeup on his skin, and that he'd look much better with a dulled greyer look instead of luminescent white. I guess I spoke out of turn because he gave me an annoyed look and walked off to the kitchen. The three of us went into the living room and crowded around one chair that the daughter had taken to sit and think in. I said I didn't want her to take it badly but her dad was kind of handsome in my eyes, she didn't respond though so I just left and went toward the kitchen. Coming over to the area, I overheard a conversation between the father and someone else. He was saying how the other one should stop changing his form and that he didn't want to frighten his guests or increase the reputation of being pretty much a rapist. I was amazed at this new information and saw that indeed his friend had changed into a green blob monster thing, but they saw me and I walked away as he told the other one to change back. I didn't really know what to do, it seemed nobody here was human I guess? Which made me wonder briefly about what happened to fanboy's parents because I hadn't seen them. With this new knowledge, I decided to head into the kitchen and figure out anything I could about this guy's wife. I did so when they left of course, then I casually made my way over to the lit area to find pots boiling away and nobody watching over them. I looked in the freezer and saw bread, I wasn't sure what was in my pot but something triggered a thought in my head. That her father was the wife, that he took on a female form every so often in order to make people believe such stuff. It actually made sense to me but I also had a thought that fanboy's had probably been eaten. Then as I was crossing over to the living room to tell my friends, I noted the father coming our way and then I awoke.

I am at my house and I wake and have a false awakening, but I go to the next scene right away. my family and I are at the dinner table. Now this food looked great, let me start with desert It was three mini Ice cream and there is strawberry short cake from another day that mother made. Then we have dinner it was I am not extremely sure but I think it was stir-fry. But this is horrible I didn't get to eat I just woke up.

(and I don't know If I woke up early or if my wake up time is getting better but It is 7:41 right now and yesterday I woke up at 9:29)could just be schedule getting better)

2017, 08-10

Game of Dreams – Innocence Saved, Innocence Lost

Eddard: I am in what looks like a living area in a castle. I am pacing, worried. My daughter is missing. A man tells me my daughter has been found. I ask where she is then. The man says she is in the throne room seeing the king and queen. This pisses me off. She’s been missing for four days and that’s the first place they take her?! I go out the door, heading for the throne room. I know where to go and I get there to find my daughter surrounded by a bunch of hostile faces, I see them as assholes. The king and the queen are there with the prince. I go over and put my arms around my little girl, asking if she is ok. She says she’s hungry and tired, but not hurt. I am pissed, I demand to know why my daughter wasn’t brought straight to me and been given a chance to rest and have something to eat before being dragged in here. The king, a fat man I know to be named Robert, says he thought it was best to get this business over with.

I am still annoyed, but I let things go on. The Queen claims Arya and her friend attacked Prince Joffrey and then her wolf bit him. Arya and Joffrey both tell different accounts of the event. I ask how serious Joffrey’s injury was. They seem hesitant to discuss the injury. A man comes into the room with Sansa, she claims she doesn’t remember what happened. Arya calls Sansa a liar and attacks her. I hold Arya back and tell her that is not productive. The Queen wants Arya punished, but Robert says sometimes children will fight. He says I should take care of disciplining Arya and he will take care of Joffrey. He gets up to leave, he has clearly had enough of this whole affair.

The Queen isn’t done yet. She says there is still the matter of the wolf. I say I have yet to see any evidence that Nymeria has done anything. The Queen holds up a shirt with a shredded and bloody sleeve. Nymeria chewed Joffrey’s shirt? She said Joffrey’s arm was in it. Joffrey says his arm was almost chewed off but there’s no injury because Sansa is a sorceress and healed it. I ask if I’m seriously expected to entertain that notion. If Sansa has healing powers then we’d better get her back to Winterfell to heal her injured brother! The Queen says she will not have a vicious beast in her castle. I tell her it wouldn’t be right to throw Joffrey out, he’s only 12. She gets red with anger and says she meant the wolf! Robert reminds her that the wolf got away. She said she wants both wolves put down. I tell her no one is going to hurt those wolves. I am thinking to keep protesting until the wolves can stay with Sansa and Arya but then I am thinking the Queen might arrange something to happen to them just out of spite… so I think better of it and say fine, I’ll have Lady, and Nymeria if we can find her, taken back to Winterfell. The Queen says she wants them dead. I tell her that’s not going to happen. I’ll send them back to Winterfell… for their protection, not hers.

I take my daughters from the room before the Queen can protest any further. Once outside Sansa is saying it isn’t fair to have to send Lady away, she didn’t do anything. I tell her I agree, but the only way to keep Lady safe from the Queen is to send her away. If Lady stays, then the Queen could fabricate another attack or just order her guards to get rid of Lady and I might not be in a position to stop her. Sansa looks sad about it but finally agrees. I tell her that Lady will be waiting for her at Winterfell when she comes to visit or if circumstances in Kings Landing changes enough that we can safely bring her back. Arya asks what about Nymeria. I tell her I’ll get some people to look for the wolf, and if we can find her, she will go north with Lady to be safe, too. I tell Sansa we should go say our farewells to Lady and get the wolf beyond the reach of the Queen as soon as we can. Lady is tied up outside and I leave Sansa to have time to say goodbye to her wolf before she is escorted back home.

Some soldiers on horses ride into the area. They have a bloody sack on one of the horses. A man, the name Sandor Clegane, The Hound, comes to mind, comes over and looks pleased with himself. He says they haven’t found Arya but they got her little pet. I think they already killed Nymeria and I am pissed. The Hound dumps the bloody sack on the ground and laughs. He opens the bag and I react quickly, turning Arya away from the horror. It’s not Nymeria, it’s a boy, no doubt Arya’s friend, practically cut in two. I want to kick The Hound’s ass. I ask if he really had to cut down a child?! He smiles and says the kid ran. I ask if he’s trying to tell me he’s so incompetent that he can’t capture an unarmed fleeing child without cutting him in two?! We’d better hope Joffrey never gets distraught and runs away! You’ll come back to the King and Queen saying, “I have good news and bad news, your Graces. The good news is we brought the Prince back. The bad news is he’s in two pieces.” Sandor says no one dares say that to him! I ask him then which is it? Is he too incompetent to capture an unarmed child without cutting him in half, or is he a sick and pathetic fuck who takes pleasure in murdering defenseless children?! I notice Arya is holding on to me and crying. I immediately feel bad about making that scene in front of her, making a painful moment even worse. I put my arms around her and tell her how sorry I am about what happened to her friend. Sansa comes back with Lady, she is also crying. I want someone to pay for making my daughters cry. Sansa wants Lady in her bed with her just one more night. I am walking with them back to our quarters when I wake.

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Lucid

Rupert

I was at School, the day was almost over.
I saw Rupert sitting on a ledge, I shrugged it off.
Walking up the hallway which was hard because it was like climbing a hill, three kids in front of me had no problem at
this. It was really slippery.
They were talking about something, I moved to the right side of the hallway it had a railing which I grabbed.
A kid asked something to his friends but they didn't respond so I said "Yeah."
The kid looked at me weirdly.
I move to the left side of the hallway, they turned the corner.
After getting outside the School I was looking for my Bus #45, I saw it but the bus in front of it on the bus window
was Rupert sitting there.
That bus starts to move so I run after it, it went to the front of the lane.
I caught up and went in front of the bus, there's a few kids and no bus driver.
I touch the button on the steering wheel gently but it honked the horn.
I look back and a few people look annoyed and the bus driver who's in the back looks cranky.
I say "I think that's my cat."
The bus driver replies "It could be a cat that looks like yours."
I turn back and I see a Blonde-Teen Girl driving the Bus, the Bus driver seems not to care so this is supposed to happen.
The bus pulls up and gets real close to the other buses and then does a U-Turn.

Kingdom Hearts 3

I was Playing Kingdom Hearts 3 in the Living Room, I don't know what world I was on but when I opened a door there
was a character from Atlantis the Lost Empire and I was surprised, they're going to mix two worlds in one!
I got off the game and was sad that I can't play it now but, I could play it later I remembered.

College

I was at a College and it really looked like a hospital but had some educational posters on the walls.
After awhile I went home (old house) , I believe that Adnan called and had to be picked up from the college I was just at.
I went there and tried to find the college area, there was a cooking area but then I found the college area and went
to find Adnan.
Back home, Adnan tells my Dad that he's getting a ride to go home from his Father.
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My Cat, School and my Friend Adnan are definitely dream signs.
August 11th, 2017