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Sorry I haven't posted in a while. There are a couple of reasons:
1: I was at my grandma's for Thanksgiving.
2: I wasn't able to record any other dreams.

This one I certainly remember. It was my first semi-lucid dream. I was flying. I knew I was and I wasn't frightened. I was fly over the ocean and it was night time. The moon was a beautiful shade of purple and it was bright and huge, all of the stars were out and winking at me. I looked at this and then looked at my hands. They were pitch black. Like When you shut off the lights and close the door black. I realized I must have been dreaming. I didn't enhance my level of lucidity because I was afraid I would lose it. So I proceeded to have the greatest dream of all time. I flew for what seemed like eternity. I wish I could have. This journal is open to analysis and interpretation.

Since I haven't recorded any dreams recently I thought I would share with you my biggest nightmares as a child. One was a false awakening. I looked at the bed above me and blinked a few times. I sat up in the bed and looked around. I was in my room, but it seemed darker. There was a fear growing in my chest. I knew what was about to happen. I looked around frantically for a way out then a hand appeared under my bed and grabbed my leg. I was thrown on the floor and I grabbed the support that holds the bed. I was trying to yell but there was no sound coming. I looked behind me and there was a dark red portal there. I knew there was no getting out of it so I let go and it consumed me. The other was a little stranger. I was walking in the big expansive colorful field of flowers. I walked, jumped, and ran through it. Then my view went third person. And the clouds got darker and things got a little less colorful. Then a man appeared behind me and stabbed me in the back. This journal is open to analysis.

This was my first night on my dream journey. This is for my first three nights since I forgot to post them. So the first one was about this witch I had abducted. I was keeping her hostage from the other two. Her face was wrinkling and peeling. It was really awful to look at her face. That was dream one, the second dream last night was me in a house suspended over a 25 foot drop to swamp land. I wasn't even semi-lucid in this dream. This man had a whip and was whipping me telling me to go faster. I told him to stop so he went to the wall to my right and grabbed a sword. The sword looked like the Infinity Blade if any of you have played that game. I ran for the door (it was a modern screen door, I don't know why I didn't notice this) and ran onto the balcony. The balcony was made of wood and didn't have any railings so I jumped off and braced myself for impact. I landed on my left side, but when I landed I landed like on was jumping on a cloud. Then the man appeared above me and leaped from the edge. He stuck the sword in the ground like a pole jumper would. When he was close I tripped him and he fell and hit his head. He was bleeding and still pointing the sword at me. I was telling him to stop he needed help but he kept pointing it at me. The guitar dream was two days ago. This one is very short. I was running through the rain. I wasn't wet though. I found this house and my dad's guitar case was there. It was soaked. I took it inside and opened it up, and the guitar was hideously warped. I woke up after that. I didn't remember or record dreams from last night.