Roguetta

August 30 1am-9am
Not sure where but nighttime around a car and a guy comes out of it to speak to us, mom, myself, and David, he says something about needing something a room or something for his car. Then he takes a look at me and grabs my arm, I think we were near a building because he dragged me to a corner area and spoke to me. I don’t remember the words but I do know that I got away and went to a mirror, old home bathroom mirror, to see my face. I had longer hair and although curly it grew down more instead of up like an afro, it had looser curls and was still dark brown but it went down to stop just above my shoulders. For a brief moment I knew it wasn’t my real hair but I didn’t think on that anymore and instead ran off again to a new setting. A much darker setting, someplace in the poorer neighborhoods or slums, the buildings were tall and all too close. There was one streetlight that illuminated the wet and muddy streets with a yellow glow and sometimes flickered but not often enough for inspection, I was following a lady in a long green dress. Her hair was done up as a light brown bun with hair hanging out around her face, I followed her up some stairs where we both looked down into the street we had once been. It was so dark we didn’t see a man sneaking up behind us until he stepped out into the light, but as he did someone cracked something and his hand or rather the top part of his hand flew off in a bloody mess. It dropped to the ground and he also dropped down in shock I suppose, the top part of his hand rolled near something that lit up very fast and started flashing. It was a lower part of one of the buildings, a box was there and the inside was what lit up in blinking dim orange light. On the front of the box was a cut out face of someone, of who I don’t remember. I also don’t remember much after that.

August 29
6am-9am LD

It started in the afternoon in a gun shop, this shop was somewhere I didn’t even know of but I did know I was there to get some ammunition for some guns I had. The desk was empty, so I spent some time shooting at the targets behind me that was on a practice area with the cutouts at the end of a closed space. I used a pistol for this and I was quite shit at it, in fact I’m fairly certain I wasn’t aiming at all because I kept hitting around the stomach and more on the shoulders. Once my cutout was pulled back, I hopped over the small fence keeping me at a certain range and shot right in front of it, then I walked to the right and shot at another one somebody else was trying to use. After a bit of the two of us trying to hit it better, I stopped and went up to the counter. The man who owned the place was there now and I told him I needed ammunition, he commented on my lack of weapons and I felt bad when I said I should have brought them but they were back at my house. Another man came into the building and said some stuff about my weapons, how I shouldn’t have left them at home and then I had to go with him.

Once we got into the car I noticed ropes tied on me, it was a strange way they were tied though because one was tried around my index or middle finger on my left hand then one around my ankle with a rock. I knew I was meant to be thrown in a river and drowned, like an unwanted cat except without the bag and the reason for this was something to do with the weapons at home. Although the reason for my death seemed strange, I accepted it without tears and knew it had to be done and I was to do nothing to try and escape. So I sat in the car as he got into the passenger’s seat and told the driver to go to the river, I was in the back seat with another guy to the left near the window. Once the car started driving, I looked down and notice my ropes were very loosely tied and I could slip the one off my finger very easily, but I kept it on and looked out the window.

Outside we passed a built up area which seemed to be the middle of a city, with tall buildings and the kind you know are just fancy inside with their flashing signs inviting you to either come in or throw up from the nauseating display. They all had a bit of the same exterior colour scheme though, white or beige and the buildings were close together as though hugging eachother to stay safe from whatever kinds of people they admitted. Past this though we entered into a western area, like one of those reenactment areas with people dressed up the same and some tourists wandering about. We kept driving past that though and ended up going past a middle aged lady who called out to me as we went by, I had a brief moment of wondering who she was but then I realized it didn’t matter because I’d find out soon enough. The sound of brakes, the slowing of the car, and the dying rumbles as it finally stopped clued me in as to what was going to happen. The guy in the passenger’s seat got out and opened my door, using his body to block the Lady’s view; he then cut my ropes and pulled out a box of shoes without the lid from under his seat. I grabbed then and leaned on the car as I put on the ugly red heels; they weren’t even that high up but had a heel around two inches so I guess it counts. The end was pointed and they were a bit hard to get on at first but then my heel slipped in smoothly and I straightened up, putting on a smile as I knew it was all to pretend I was not about to die. (Note somewhere between here and once again later on I knew I was dreaming, this is why I then tried to escape. Though I’m not sure if I was still lucid or I lost it while focusing on escaping.)

The man stayed by the car but leaning against the open door and watching me, I knew at this point I wanted to run and I was going to run but I needed a witness. I knew I needed a witness so if they tried to take me someone would stop them. So I went up to the lady and almost toppled onto of her because of the shoes, luckily she caught me by the arm and I said hi. I found it funny that I was taller than her, looking like I was 6ft and she barely 5ft. I did try to fix this by closing my eyes and trying to think about the height difference but it kept making me taller and then shorter, so I just took the lady by the arm and told her about what was happening and then I walked away from the car with her. We didn’t get too far before I made a run for the western recreated area, I didn’t look back because if I did my fears might have them right behind me. I reached the middle of the western area and stopped, I saw a phone on the ground and I remembered in waking life mine was broken so it would be to my advantage to just pick this one up if someone lost it, I knew I could just reset the phone and use it as my own. The phone back was purple with a silver fade below, I looked around before picking it up but somehow thought the woman next to me with a phone of her own wouldn’t care. I was wrong and she berated me for picking it up, in the time it took for her to do so another woman came along and tell me it wasn’t mine and how I shouldn’t take it. But by that time I had started running, with the second lady running after me and I didn’t exactly know where to go but I figured one of those fancy building would be a safe place to hide. I ran all the way back to the built up area and chose a door with more of a welcoming nature around it, made of wood and some flowers were around the place.

Inside this area were many rooms and hallways, I chose one room where women were inside reading magazines, I quickly closed the door behind me and locked it in hopes she would just give up. A woman inside was suspicious and asked about the phone, I said it was mine and saw the phone had images from a teens life on it and I tried to find the reset button but couldn’t in time. The lady at the door demanded I open up and give her the phone, at this point I was feeling kind of guilty and bad for taking what wasn’t mine even though I really wanted a new phone because mine was broken. I opened the door, avoided her poorly thrown punch and handed her the phone with instructions of to place it back on the ground at the western area. She looked like a high school student mixed with a tourist, jacket and pants short sleeved shirt ponytail with black hair and rounded face. The women inside looked like the old librarians you image to work behind the desk, sweaters with turtleneck collars and wide brimmed pant legs that swish about when they walk as the tell you to be quiet in the library, their practically flat heeled shoes with the squared end and one décor on top to add to the dull brown of the whole outfit colour scheme. I left that room and went into one that looked like a dining area, with a lighter colour scheme like floating and a light green with white, more of a floral place really and I imagine it would smell like flowers were I to smell it. I didn’t stop to dine and instead went out the back door to this new area? It led me to more of outdoor and partial indoor gardens.

I went to the outdoor part of the gardens and walked around to a secluded part of the place, there I just stood and faced the wall, I just felt really bad for attempting to steal someone else’s phone and I was about to cry when an older guy came up behind me and gave me a comforting hug. (The other time I was reminded I was dreaming) I guess I really needed that because it made me smile and although I thought it was going someplace else, I noticed it was just a friendly hug so I pulled back and asked if he wanted to go to wonderland with me. He didn’t get time to respond because I walked backwards into an empty room and pulled the doors closed as I did so. I waited a second after they closed to open them again and I saw a new area with the sun seeming to hang lower and I guess suggesting the day was almost at an end. I walked out and examined the area, I saw a nice Victorian house with a pale pink and faded walling, a nice cut lawn of grass that stretched for quite a while before being surrounded by trees, a lady dressed in the proper Victorian garb was sitting on a swaying bench by the side of the house and reading a book. Walking around to the front of the house, I suddenly saw two girls rushing toward me with a frilly underskirt dangling between them and great smiles upon their faces as they chased after me. I tried to run away, not knowing there intention this was an appropriate response, but I tripped and fell on my wide pants. They helped me up and started fitting the skirt over my head, one said to always keep my arms up and I did so but when the skirt reached my chest I saw my arms were trapped under it. The other one commented on how I should have kept my arms up and I bickered with them about how I had, once they finally got the skirt on I felt ridiculous and walked quickly toward the house as they ran off to play or do something. Inside I met Depp’s version of the Hatter and even though I don’t remember much I’m sure it went something along the lines of us running through the house for a silly reason. The last thing of the dream I remember is when darkness had fallen and there are huge dog beast things attacking myself and The Hatter, we fought them off. Him with a sword and I with a broomstick, I still had the skirt on, but I also had powers from a game I’d been playing recently called Crysis. I had the super speed boosts and strength jump ability which I used on the last beast to jump up and whack it on the nose, sadly it smacked me out of the way and onto the ground where I sat back and watched The Hatter finish him off with blows to the stomach. That’s all I remember, oh and also before I woke up he helped me back onto my feet.

August 28
Old home backyard, in new area with little hovels and David and I get one together and mom and Christian get the other beside ours. He had to go donate tomorrow so we I was making food for him and I chose rice, beets, chicken, carrots, something mashed, mashed sweet potatoes? There was leftover chicken with the mashed food in a pot that I just had to heat up, and then in another container were leftover carrots and beets which I threw into the pot. I remember cooking up some fresh chicken though; perhaps before I knew that I had leftover foods in the refrigerator? The rice I did separately in a much smaller pot and only did enough for one, afterwards I remember thinking why had I not done enough for myself but decided not to go cook more. I used a small two burner portable stove of the like we had at home, I considered using the small burner but wen t with the big one for it all. Mom came in and said she was making something with high protein, meat, pork? But I said I was already doing that so she left. The place had two beds and tons of junk around, just wood planks leaned up against the walls and the roof was a low pitched top of all wood and straw? It was nighttime, a guy came in the start showed us we could live here but I forgot or was not given the reason why.

2am-8am: 1 Dream Forgotten, 1 LD
9am-3pm: 1 LD Forgotten

August 24
Afternoon around my current home, I didn’t walk outside but rather the dream started with me outside around the right of the house. I was searching around for a peculiar noise, the sound of a child crying/small screams, and it seemed to be coming from our storage area or the back right from the house. I looked around and pushed up the tarps, trying to see inside but couldn’t actually make out anything and instead got frightened by someone sneaking up or not sneaking but I wasn’t paying attention enough to acknowledge their presence. The person that startled me looked like a mix between the comics and batman game versions of the joker. I regarded him as the joker and to me it seemed to be him because I did feel certain uneasiness around him, I had trouble looking up into his face due to my slight fear and instead I mentioned the sounds to him. He kind of laughed it off and said something to make me walk away and stop worrying about it, but then he just nudged me a bit and half commented and half said that I was scared of him as a question. I just looked down and shuffled away, I felt uncomfortable but I did say no in a quiet voice before jogging away and to the left side of the house. Here I walked fast near the front and just as I was going to turn the corner to be at the front of the house, I saw him just appear with a grin and it scared me so much that I think I might have had a heart attack had it not been a dream. It was the way he suddenly appeared at the corner that made me think he probably didn’t run or walk there, but I had no evidence to suggest he was capable of anything else. So he of course confirmed that I was scared of him, if only slightly, with a laugh and a stretched smile. Next I took a tumble and ended up on the ground on my stomach, he plopped down and tried to lay down on me but I rolled over and quickly got up. His remark about my comfort made me want to get away from him, but instead of going inside I walked out front a bit more till I could see the cul-de-sac and the road leading into it and past it. On that road I saw some bikers drive by, I had the knowledge that they had been up to no good and were taking a body to be dumped down at the end of our neighborhood. Even though they were far away, I got the feeling they had seen us, us because the joker had walked up behind me and was peering over my shoulder which was wasn’t really peering but more leering as he stood a great bit taller than myself. Anyway I backed up and turned away, I was worried they’d be coming over here and I didn’t know what to do because I knew they had seen us now and would be coming. Once they were there or where we were, I just wanted to run away but the joker said something along the lines of expecting them and then he started the fight so I kind of had to help then. I dodged what I assumed were bullets because I heard the firing, but once I got in front of a guy to take his gun and I heard the gunfire but didn’t feel anything. I finally realized they weren’t shooting, they were sounding out something that was meant to be scary or maybe they had been trying to fire but their weapons jammed? Anyway I grabbed the guys’ gun and beat him in the face with it, he stumbled back and I fired but saw nothing was happening so I ran. My feet carried me to the right of the storage area where our car was parked, I saw a man stuffing wooden pieces into the car door handle and then backing away. I knew that they were explosives so I pulled them out and started berating the man for trying to blow up our car, a car we’d had for many years. I just started going off about how old the car was and how practically nobody has these cars anymore, I could tell it was working because he was hesitant to use more explosives and he had a guilty look on his face. (It’s a 1986 Volkswagen Diesel for those wishing to know) Finally the other men came over and stopped fighting, the joker was nowhere to be seen, I did continue to talk about how old the car was and the leader seemed impressed with this. Somehow in this moment I knew I was dreaming and thought I should get away, but when I started to back up and run he turned back and everyone started firing at me again, but they did leave the car alone, I rushed away and over to the shed. Went inside and it changed settings to be a store, I was in an isle of magazines and on the floor I saw a bug. I waited until it moved and then I jumped up and held until it moved away, placed my feet back on the floor and did it again and again until I got out of that isle. The register had some food near it, huge 10in. French toast sliced diagonally and smells of cinnamon. I took one and said it needed more seasoning, which it was too much bread for the little amount of cinnamon and sugar but I was going to pay anyway. I was of course until I noticed I had no money, so I said I’d be back and I went out the front door of the store which lead me into a trailer and out of the trailer I was now to the left of the shed. I ran to the house and inside I went to mom’s blue pack where I got some money and told my two brothers who were on their computers that I was going to buy them some sandwiches. They just nodded and said okay, and then I went outside but got distracted by rooster crowing coming from the right. Just out front of the house were the two bardrock roosters running from something in the woods, I then saw an all white cat with blue or green eyes? Chasing them and it chased them right in front of the house where it stopped and growled at them. I watched for a bit and then walked to the shed where I woke up.

August 25, 2am-8am
Excerpt One-
I looked in the mirror and saw my face was the same except for the slight few changes of whiskers upon my cheek and near the nasal lines. I reached a hand up to touch them, believing it was some trick of the mirror but how could it be when mirrors only show your reflection. There was just a small feeling, like taking a piece of hair stroking it against your cheek; the sensation was tingling for a brief second and then once the touch is known, it becomes more just like touching a thick hair on your skin. The whole situation was very strange and as I leaned in closer to the mirror, the faint yellow light caught my right face side and illuminated a great many longer hairs protruding near my sideburns and going down near my newly found whiskers. I immediately went inside and told mom, showed her and we both talked about it.

August 23 1am-5am MILD

2. I’m at an unknown beach with my family, Mom, D, and C. We are all just walking around and looking up at the sky, I’m sure it must have been evening but it was hard to tell because there were these massive clouds overhead. The likes of which I’d never seen in real life, they looked dark blue and grey but so fluffy and almost as though in an instant they would drop and crush the ground beneath them. They curled up near the sides to create a white billowing effect and the breeze that came along with it whipped up a massive wave that gently crashed toward the shore. The clouds darkened the already dark blue waters, the sand around us was an extremely white tan and felt more like mud than sand. To the left was a forest and an opening road leading out from it or leading into it, depends on how you look at it, to the right was more sand and in the distance I think I saw a hill but I can’t be sure. Behind the beach and up on more of a road area with gravel, were around five small buildings side by side and each was open and offering something. At the time I could read the signs but sadly I can’t remember the words now, also by the beach we had our packs and bags sitting on the sand. I noticed mom looked a bit concerned by the approaching cloud and I asked her if we were going to be able to get away in time, she said we’d have plenty of time and I trusted her for a moment. Then I rushed over to get my bags packed because I was worried they wouldn’t let any planes out, I voiced this out loud and mom once again said something along the lines of it was fine. But she and my brothers were already heading out to the forest entrance on the left; I figured they wouldn’t leave without me so I continued to pack. First I grabbed mom’s small purse and put it inside her blue pack and then I put something of mine in there which I can’t remember, then I zipped that up and stuffed the blue pack inside of mom’s purple backpack. At first it didn’t fit,(which in real life it probably wouldn’t fit without a bit of crushing down due to the blue pack being taller), but after a bit of shoving I managed to zip up the backpack. Something I hadn’t taken into account was the weight and after I had finally gotten the backpack on, which seemed to weigh around 10 or more bricks, I saw that my family was already heading back toward me. I jogged a little to them and then stopped, complaining about the weight but not getting many looks from my family in regards to them wanting to help. I remember when I saw mom walking back to me I felt peeved because I had just gotten stuff packed and was ready to join them but wherever they went was over now, our new destination appeared to be one of the stores behind the beach. I pulled my shoulders down and sulked behind my family, following them to a store whose name had four words in it and the first one was long but I can’t remember what it says. Inside a lady was sitting infront of the door, the door had an entrance sign on it that I can’t remember the words to. Mom went in the door, pushed it open, and the lady sitting there said we couldn’t go in this door and we’d have to go in the other one. (Which made no sense because the two sides of the building were squeezed next to another one, unless it had a back entrance or an entrance from another store?) Mom was annoyed at this and considered walking out and going through the other door, but instead she kept going and bought what she wanted from thee store before leaving and giving the now glaring lady a good snarky smile of her own. Her pace increased as she exited the store and she turned to the left after leaving the building, my brothers followed easily but I found I had to jog just to keep up. Just as we rounded the corner of the buildings, I suddenly felt the weight of my backpack diminish as though someone had pulled it off entirely; but sense I could feel the straps, I saw this was not the case and thus realized that the inside blue pack was missing. I alerted mom to this and said it must have gotten dropped back inside the store so I told her I’d just be a minute to get it and although she looked angry, I did rush back to the store. Upon entrance I noted the lady was still sitting there and although I took the wrong entrance by her standards, I rushed in so fast with slurred words that she barely had time to tell me to get out or use the other entrance (of which I was certain there wasn’t one), I grabbed the thing on the ground without looking at it and because the weight felt similar I decided it was the pack. A person by the window (like a bank teller’s window) pushed some papers in front of me and I gladly accepted them because I saw the glaring lady get up and I wanted to get out of there no matter what it took. I snatched the papers and ran out, taking my time once outside to read and notice they were papers saying I had passed some sort of school exam or something and this made me slightly happier, I was at least excited to show my mother. My mother of course wasn’t in the spot I left her; she was heading back to the forest entrance. I tucked the thing I picked up under my arm and ran to catch up; I saw that as I got nearer she was walking to her car which was by the road entrance. Everyone piled into the 1986 Volkswagen Diesel, Mom in the front at the wheel, Christian in the passenger’s seat, D and I in the back. I buckled in and set the thing and my backpack near my feet, mom drove for a while on a much darkened road which was poorly outlined by the little car’s lights. The signs were big and on each corner we turned, each one had a different number and mostly they didn’t seem to go in order; for example, one sign read 16 and then the next corner it read 25. This kind of inconsistency made me stop paying attention to it and finally look down to what I’d picked up before, I was quite shocked when I found that I had actually picked up a bag of fish pellets. (The kind we use in waking life to feed our pond fish, it says Koi and Goldfish can eat them) I immediately said out loud that I was still missing my bag, this made mom stop the car when I said it must still be back there; I was getting a little sad and my voice slightly cracked when I said that. Mom said I could look for it if I dissected her phone for her, she held it out to me and I said deal; then I jumped out of the car and went into the forest without a fear for the darkness of the area or the eerily creepy houses on the sides of the road just gazing out like a person with soulless eyes. Once in the forest I had a feeling and it came to my mind that I must be dreaming, though I remember I said something along the lines of if I were dreaming to trigger the lucidity and realization when I did a nose pinch reality check. I forgot about the pack and started touching the trees, running my hands up and down the bark to get a good feeling of the rough surface. This helped because after blinking two times, I saw the world more realistically and started breathing easier to try and calm myself. Just to make sure I picked up some leaves off the ground, I hadn’t seen it before but the ground was covered in orange, yellow and brown dry leaves. I scooped up a handful and crunched them, the sound was satisfying and so was the feeling; another thing I wanted to test was my hearing, so I spoke out loud and was thankfully greeted by my own voice. (Something often not in dreams for me is the sound, this is why in lucid dreams I’m going to try and focus more on the senses) After all that I decided I needed to go see The Goblin King and whine about his appearance in a previous dream. So I ventured out to a house, except it didn’t seem to be physical walking and more it was me just imaging it in my head. The house had a couple in it and I asked them where I might find The Goblin King, they said on route 12; I thanked them and left, going back to the car which was still stopped on the road. Mom said she found the pack and it was right there in front of her but she refused to touch it, she was just staring at it intently. I thought it was strange for a moment but then picked up the pack and got in the car. I told everyone I was dreaming and how I could easily dissect the phone now with laser fingertips, I traced with my fingers where I would cut it and then put it down as I watched the road, telling mom we needed to get to route 12. The signs come back with the nonsensical numbers, except this time I knew they meant routes and I watched to make sure we didn’t miss ours. First was route 15, then 17, then 16, then 26, then finally route 12 after another route 17. (Don’t take my word for it, I can barely remember the numbers but I know 16 showed a couple times.) Mom stopped the car and I got out, we had stopped at a left turn or straight ahead road. There was a street lamp standing by the road and shining light on the light grey gravel, here I went back into that seeming to imagine things in my head view. I imagined He was lying on the road with two elves rolled against his side, his shirt was off and he was using it to press against his neck to clear the sweat. The women were just running their hands all around him and his smile was a confirmation of his enjoyment of their company. When I actually looked at the road, I saw a vague outline of this but it was more like I was trying to take the image from my head and put it there. Then I woke up.

August 23 1am-6am

1. Old home in the daytime, something in this dream suggests sexual tones but I can’t remember any actual sex going on. Only that a guy who seems to like me and who I don’t seem to dislike but am more interested in his actions than him, is laying with me. Then not and I go to shower, after the shower I’m wearing a shirt I don’t own in waking life; it’s greenish blue with light blue in swirls everywhere and seems to be held by a brown corset. The collar is also very low and the sleeves are elbow length, but not something I’d wear as it’s too thin. However I ask this man if he wants me to wear jewelry, despite me not wanting to, he says at least a necklace and I pick one out from the old home’s bathroom drawer. It’s long and the green/blue stone hangs just above my breasts, almost settling in the curve between them; he approves of the look and I ask for my chap stick, when it’s handed over I notice blood on the left side of the tip. He said something like it’s from him and I shouldn’t worry, but I don’t like it and immediately say no thanks and hand it back. He takes it back and chuckles but says something like, you’re afraid of a little blood? I of course state no. That’s all I remember from that one.

August 21, 2am-1pm
1. Making tamalas at grandmas house
Eggplant in big pan in empty garage, tomatoes, meat, and cheese.

2. People in a world, separated onto a big mountain if rich and left down below if poor, the water below has dangerous chemicals in it. Makes people giants or destroys their bodies slowly.

August 20 3am-10am
Old home, talking with a guy who is trying to catch a bunch of thieves. The poor guy, who had some sort of white armour on and a short dark brown hair cut ruffled off to the side as though he just woke up, had been working at trying to catch these people for a while. The story he said was that the come out to thieve at night and then a dawn they manage to rush into this forested area and just disappear. It seemed to stump him how they could just be gone that fast, it amazed me that he only had around two people guarding the forest stretch that lead up a mountain. Anyway, I manage to slip past him and head into the forest where I saw an owl flying toward; after a brief bout of walking around aimlessly, I get a feeling that they are shapeshifters that turn into owls to hide in the woods. After this unique thought I see a brief owl and return home. At home I eat with my mom and the guy trying to catch the thieves, but something happens and I run outside into the night. Run toward the forest and as I jump up to fly, I do fly but slowly and with my arms flapping as wings. He chases after me and I fly up more until I turn into an owl and fly around in circles. Then as I glide around his attempts to catch me, I finally swoop down low and head to the forest. Once safe in the trees I understood now what the thieves did. They stole and then changed into owls to fly into the forest, only active at night so it wouldn't be seen as suspicious and only going out a few at a time. After realizing this I flew down to see the guard noticing a house, which I also thought odd. But it was a small one, a hut at best. He went inside and I gently nudged the door closed before flying off to my home.

　Back at my old home? at night and getting ready for bed with a little dwarf friend. It's a single bed with light sheets but a dark blanket and at the bedside that's near the wall, sits a crib with a fake baby tucked into the white sheets. I mention somethibg about not having a baby but the fake one would do just as well, my emotions or rather expressions of emotioms are more akin to a child and my friend seems not to notice or maybe it's a welcoming relief for him to see me in such a carefree mood; because mostly in waking life, I'm just fine and really nothing more. After my friend leaves I pick up a small book and read a story about The Goblin King, in this story it is referenced that he uses fangs and I quickly shut the book as I verbally deny he's a vampire or even related to that. With that out of the way, I get settled into bed more and lay on my left side to face the crib; there is also a window above the crib that gives a view of my old home, my room, window view.
　Out side of old home, just basking in the sunlight, I then gain a bit of control over my actions and jump up to fly. I flap my arms for wings and lift off the ground slowly as usual, then I realize I'm dreaming and I decide I want to reach the sky faster so I change to a superman style. This doesn't really go that past but it was fun to try, I end up on a roof.

1am-8:11am
Somewhere near current home forest, two guys and mom and dave. They had guns, I took one and shot it. They were like ha that went far and then they didn't like it, so I ran behind mom and she moved and I ran behind D but he moved. I ran back to the house and went upstairs to sit on my bed, C was on his computer when I passed him. I kept saving somehow on my phone and more than once I was close to being shot at, nobody seemed to be defending me as usual. So finally after reloading and trying to shrug it off, I realized they wanted me dead. This time I told D to tell them I'd kill myself, this seemed acceptable and they tossed a gun up to me and left. I was scared and wanted nothing more than to run away, but I decided this was what they wanted. But after actually trying once more to shoot it, by aiming at on of them when he had his back turned. I found that it wasn't loaded and they knew it. The other guy tried aiming at me with a rifle and I backed up, I was afraid. As I said I just had to message my best friend first to say hi and then bye, I found that I could only get on youtube. A first person video showed some sweets and I longingly reached for what I'd miss, as I did I understood I wasn't afraid of dying but rather losing my memories. Strangely though as my finger touched the screen, they touched the sweets and almost tipped the small dish into my world through the phone. I grabbed one and was so amazed that this was happening, I opened a bag of what was supposed to be chips and found a toy frog, and two toy geckos. I lifted the frog out of the bag and it came alive, I was so amazed that I had C come over here to look. He was less amazed but still realised how cool it was, then I put it back in the bag and it turned fake again. I did it with the geckos but they never turned back and I had to roll up the bag. This newfound power sparked something in me though, I figured if I could do this then I could go through the screen to the other side. So I called out my idea to the guys wanting to kill me and they seemed to figure it was alright. I said I'd be an entirely new person, but what I actually was thinking of was living with my best friend. So then I had to message her and get a picture, she had already sent one of three girls and a setting. I knew I just needed the setting, so I then saw she linked a photo of her in youtube comments but I couldn't see it. I didn't even know if it would work but I knew I had to set some rules straight, first of all I told my brother my phone had to be unused after my departure and actually that you should give it mom and let her destroy it with a hammer. One of the guys came in and asked if that was really necessary, greedy fuck, he wanted to keep the phone. But I insisted, saying it was like a way of trapping the soul and I guess I didn't want to walk back out again somehow. So then he gets up here and starts sifting through my stuff, looking at stuff in my drawing notebooks. I want to say I stopped drawing cause I wasn't very good at it, but at glance to the drawings and I decided that was bullshit. I saw drawings I'd never done before in real life and at that moment I only slightly noticed it. So the dream ends with me waiting on a message from my best friend and feeling glad I'll be able to be nearer to her.

DREAM DETAILS:
　At the start, mom is making popcorn in a dim kitchen and it's very early morning. She has candy as well and we're going to watch a movie, but we never get to start it because outside catches our attention and we come across he men in the forest nearby.
　The men wore dark clothes that complimented their short dark hair and broad shoulders. All three were male and tall, though only two came after me.
　The first person view for the youtube video with sweets had the view of a woman sitting down, she was light skinned and crossing one leg over the other. By the look of her her legs she seemed thin but her thighs looked big under her pencil skirt. She wore heels and the room around her looked like a child inhabited it, pink walls and lush fluffy rugs. Shelves around the middle of the wall and all around the room filled with toys, panning to the right, I see a lady leaning down to look at the viewer and then we look down and see the candies looking like red drops, in a glass dish on a table to our right.
　In the youtube comments, my best friend says "look at a picture of me an sax". I wrongly interpreted it for a minute and then saw the the border above her comment which should have contained an image did not have anything except a slightly grey fuzziness like a tv.

1Am-7am
　Don't remember dreams
9am-1:30pm
　Insulted mage by making poop horse sculpture
　Taking care of fake baby that speaks in deep voice
　old home
　going through and under water tunnel
　taking a walk, old home burned down and people rushing to get out and away from burners. I take bike

August 15, 11am-1:40pm
It was a bright sunny day and for some reason I can hardly recall the beginning of the dream. But I shall write the end and so
it starts. I need a chest, or one of them and they are all near the docks leading to the ocean. Two people behind me, I manage to find a chest but in my clumsiness I knock it into the ocean. I rush after it but it's already gone, luckily I see a chest sticking out under the water and slightly trapped in the sand. I grab this one, but slip and almost fall into the ocean which is just one deep drop down. There isn't a wading place to start from, it just starts at the deep end of the pool basically and gives off the look the the dock is a cliff leading down into the dark blue depths of water. I hang onto something, I'm fairly certain it's a wooden piece of the dock and as I'm dangling I grab the side handle of the chest and fling it up and behind me like it weighed nothing. Someone behind me scatters to move away from the falling chest and then they come help me, grabbing at my hands and pulling me up just as easily as I'd tossed the chest. So why did we need the chest, well to put something inside of course. Something special, but once it's been put inside by me I don't recall what it is. I don't have time anyway, out of the water crawls something looking like a child's K'NEX toy. It latches onto my head and I rush around like mad trying to get it off, it slowly takes control of me and soon me movements are from itself and not myself. It takes me near the dock, but then a friend swoops down in a helicopter of sorts and destroys it. I hop into the helicopter and strap in, the person is Lunif or a gaming partner and nice friend in my real life. Here she wears purple and another dark colour, she takes us above earth and then back down into a city area that's being attacked by something. It seems an alien invasion is at hand, to our right we see my brother's helicopter smoking. Lunif tells him to move and asks how he's taking so many hits, he says he's waiting for the last one but instead takes her advice and starts moving out of the way. But something goes wrong and he flys lower instead of higher, we see him spinning and slowly his tailpiece comes smashing into our helicopter's bottom. It rips and shreds, we scream and the whole bottom is take off and it's truly amazing our legs aren't gone with but we pulled them up in time. The shaking of the helicopter combined with my fear and the explosions wake me up. But atleast I did feel it that time, it felt very real.

August 15, 12am-3am
At my current home, really early and it was foggy. I felt like heading out for a walk and one of my cats came with me, my big grey fluffy one I call Jeester. Walking along I saw the blue sky and wispy clouds looking like someone was breaking them apart, it felt good out though and although chilly it wasn't too cold. I wasn't actually checking the mail, I was just going out for a walk. You could still see things but the fog was like a hazy mist infront of the eyes and much to the effect of blurry just waking up vision. I went as far out as the Cul-de-sac and the fog was thicker at the end of the road, you almost couldn't see anything.

Which is why I had to look twice when I thought I saw a figure down there near the stop sign, I squinted and did see someone approaching. It felt weird though, a slightly fearful vibe came sailing toward me and once I saw my cat start running I did the same without hesitation. Didn't know who it was or if it was a male or female, but I did know the fear increased and raised my heartbeat as I neared the front door of my current home. I rushed inside and closed the screen door carefully so I knew it closed and then kinda slammed the actual door closed and locked it. I didn't see my cat inside so I assume he hid, everything inside seemed to be normal as I took a brief glance around as though whoever it was might have followed me in.

When I saw it wasn't so, I calmed a bit but still felt wary and less protected on the lower level; I went upstairs and immediately woke mom up, actually she was already partly awake and did look sleepy even in the dim light. I tried calming down and telling hear but everything came out so jumbled because I was out of breath, I guess that running really did me in. Luckily I was able to get out, through choppy and gasping sentences, that it was foggy outside and I saw someone and ran back here with Jeester.

Mom seemed slightly in disbelief, but went downstairs anyway because she had to use the bathroom. I took a seat downstairs in the living room and noticed the curtain closest to me was open but not the other one further away. I guess someone had already but up and about before me, or maybe we didn't close them.

Anyway when mom came back she mentioned how I was right, it was foggy and felt weird outside. I nodded in agreement and looked to her for what to do but she simply sat down at her desk and although my fear had subsided at this point, I had no doubt whatever was out there was still there. At this moment C had awoken and came downstairs, mom had started writing and C went to the refrigerator to grab a donut.

I wasn't aware we actually had any donuts in there, but wasn't in the mood for food anyway. I just listened as mom said we should be saving them and then she wondered if they would deliver donuts directly to the house, I think the number she had in mind was 365. I guess her plan was to stay in the house until the evil outside was gone? Despite her repeating that we should save the donuts, C still took one.

It started raining very suddenly and then D woke up, he kind of got a half explanation about what was going on when he got downstairs. But he needed to use the bathroom so he took an umbrella and went outside in the rain and I stupidly stood near the door inside and shouted at the forest that "You better not touch him! Don't you dare hurt him!" I only just realised when D came back inside that the door and walls connecting the door had turned into walls of a ten and door of a tent.

Instead of thinking on that, I focused on hurriedly zipping the now circle tent flap closed while the rain sprinkled. It actually got jammed and I almost gave up but pulled one zipper up and one zipper down, that worked but now there was a gap at the bottom where the walls should connect the floor. The pieces tying them had come undone and nobody else in the house noticed the change, so I kneeled down and started tying them together while the wall caved in slightly like the tent walls do.

Outside my cat saw and hopped on my back, further making the task difficult and further bending the tent wall in on me. One might think this would make me aggravated or annoyed but no, I simply adjusted my position and got back to work. I suppose I was feeling much more secure and confident now that everyone was awake, even if they weren't helping or seemed to care. So when I saw someone's legs and looked under the gap to see a slightly chubby lady striding toward me with a word on her shirt, I immediately didn't run but instead thought she was Athena.

She wore a skirt that went to her knees and flowed out a bit, it looked plaid but wasn't and was actually more grey. Her t-shirt was a pink colour and as she came nearer the word Athena came into view on it, I immediately felt more confident even though it looked like the A on the end was blurry as though I had put the words there. Her rounded face complimented her apple shaped body and chubby thighs did not hinder her back straight walking. Her hair was brown and not super dark but slightly dark brown, it was just past her shoulders.

When she stopped near the house, I gently pushed my cat off my back and crawled under the wall through the gap I'd been working on, to approach her. I said what my min had been running through about three or four times by now, "You're Athena aren't you?" She didn't smile because she already was but she did throw a kick my way, which surprised me and I jumped back. I might also note the rain had stopped at her appearance. I came closer and said if she wanted to fight we should do it away from the house, here or where I pointed my finger which happened to be the path leading to the shed.

She walked there and I started bouncing on my feet and put my arms up like a boxer knowing I looked quite ridiculous but really not caring at this point. Then, when I thought she was going to make a move I stopped her and said I needed to use the bathroom first. Pointing infront of the car that was pulled up near the front of the house, I said she could wait there and then we'd fight. She walked over there and then I spun back around and repeated for her to stay there until I come back, I'd be fast. I suppose I felt a little like she wasn't there and my disbelief made me think she might be gone when I come back, so after my repetition I went to the bathroom and used it very quickly.

When I came back to spot, I saw she wasn’t there and doubt came to my mind for a fleeting moment until some little ways off I saw her. Sitting down on what appeared to be a bunch of garbage, but as I came nearer I realized it must have been something like clothes, it really looked like pressed together shirts. Anyway she had a fire going, lit all around her but a small opening left open for a metal place where meat was cooking. To her right there were a many dead corpses, animals rotting in the sun and waiting for their flesh to be ripped from the bone and cooked to perfection. They mostly looked like lizards of various shapes and sizes, mainly small; though one did look like a baliwog from Oblivion’s Shivering Isles.

After a while of me admiring or rather studying the dead creatures beside her curiously, she got up and pulled a piece of the cooked meat toward herself; cutting off the top greyish part which looked to be fat, she skewed it on a knife and started eating; I saw a knife near mine and decided to copy her actions, except I also had a fork come out of nowhere so I used it. Amazed at the flavour of fish with chicken, I ate more until I had finished about a quarter of it, not much considering it was atleast larger than two of my hands side by side.

I never got to eat the rest because a noise interrupted us and we both turned our attention to the clomping sounds coming from the end of the road out of the cul-de-sac. In the distance it looked like just a blur but Athena said it was Hades, I didn’t let that worry me so much sense she was so nice I imagined he couldn’t be too bad.

But just then I also closed my eyes and saw what looked to be the top of a fanfiction story, the tags in it had Hades, OC, and The Goblin King; it was then that I started freaking out a bit and stated outloud that, that was impossible and he shouldn’t be here.

Athena started running toward the cul-de-sac and I followed after her, the whole mess around us had vanished as though it was never there to begin with and I assumed we were running from The Goblin King behind us but we were also running toward Hades which to me didn’t seem that great but Athena split off to the left anyway and in no time, I found myself trapped between two taller men. It was actually terrifying for me and as I listened to them confront each other, I realized I was the object of their raising tones and that they were arguing over who I was claimed by.

Which in any other case might have seemed funny to me, but in the position of sitting between them with my legs at the side and looking up to them I felt small and powerless. Looking up, my view was limited to their crotch which wasn’t helpful when I wanted to get up and shout in their faces. I did try to say stop but my voice seemed to be drowned out in the whirlwind of their shouting match, which sounded quite unique and almost funny considering their different voices.

However it still wasn’t pleasing to hear that I had become an object to be disputed over in terms of ownerships; my emotions here were a mix of feeling kind of safe near The Goblin King and feeling kind of frightened of what they might do especially if it turned into a physical match.

After some time of them pretty much spouting the same stuff back and forth and me just hunkering down between the small space they left and they tried to walk closer and get up in each other’s faces, I found myself briefly tied around the legs of Hades and I struggled to escape the rope bindings that had come out of nowhere to ensure my futile attempts of escape would lead to nothing.

But I found I didn’t need to struggle, for I was soon released of them; however as I crawled away I found myself bound again in the same form except to The Goblin King’s legs. It was making me feel claustrophobic, luckily it didn’t stay that way for long and once again I was released; although this time I found myself gasping slightly, I needn’t have worried what would happen if things got physical though for in the brief seconds I was released I awoke and heard their bickering no longer.

Note, The Goblin King wore grey lower garments and white shirt, brown cape, Hades wore black pants and t-shirt and he had this short curly hair that was slicked back behind his ears.

4am-6Am-7am=3+ hours of sleep
　trouble sleeping, old home and going to cave area to fight lizard lady and grab something. Hide it with D, say can't sleep and went to bed at 6am and recall walking around lady's house to policeman and him saying go home.
　walking around area with flowers with a friend, we see a woman and man walk up and I start freaking out so my friend goes to get my pills. The man is kind of a jerk, atleast he speaks of not caring or thinking me less than him. But in the end he picked me up bridal style and I was happy, saying I'd wanting this for a while. He wore black suit and had a black hat, bowler hat or short top hat. Looked like Rufus Sewell, lady wore blue dress and plain at that and dull. But the area around us was dull, the colours were dulled as soon as they approached or maybe it was my blurry vision that made it so?

August 13, 6am-10am
Somewhere in a buggy marshlands, the sun is coming up and I sit on a boat. Yeah I'm on a boat, but what's more is that the boat appears to be a miniature when moving across the water. I don't know the man directing the movements by the wheel, but I know I asked to join him on his trip and he let me. We don't talk much, I'm not too surprised his motorboat can plow through the marsh waters like the plants are nothing, I don't even know where we're going. But we stop, a little ways from a house and I'm instructed to stay in the boat. I do so and wait, waiting, waiting a while and waiting for quite some time until the sun seems to be near setting. He comes back, nothing new and no conversations. I do wonder why the boat is so large if there is only the top deck and no indication of a door to a bottom one or a storage area. But the boat starts up again and I pay no mind and we swerve left and right, there are alot of curves. We finally end back at a graveyard, the stones and white and the grass is grayed. He docks the boat near the graves and then we part and I awaken.