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Hey dream journal, old friend.

I was in my old neighborhood, walking up to my old house. I had left some of my clothes and things there and asked the male owner if he would let me in. He agreed. I went to my room and there was so much stuff left behind, I didn't know how I would get to it all. But then I noticed beneath me was the wife of the new house owner, and she was dead and curled up in some floorboards. She had killed their daughter. Then, the scene changed. She was alive, but deeply regretting her life. We(this is when I sort of "became" her) were on a tall tower in the heart of the city of Mke. We were trying to run up to the top to jump off, tears streaming down our face. That's when T showed up. I don't remember if she said anything, but she disappeared and that's when I closed my eyes, still sobbing, and begged her to come back, "please, please, T, I need you."

I'm wondering if dreaming of leaving things at my old house has something to do with missing my past and the neighborhood I grew up in. Like, a part of me still lives there. As for the rest of the dream, I have no idea.

I had the most depressing dream ever last night and I just have to record it.

My sister committed suicide. I was torn up. I couldn't stop crying. I was SO devastated. My parents were devastated to but they didn't seem as upset as me. I was just.. I don't know how to describe it. The feeling was AWFUL. Crying, crying, and more crying. I woke up still feeling the sadness.

It felt SO real that when I woke up I still felt like something was wrong, so I got in touch with her(she seemed ok). This dream made me realize that I don't know what I'd do if she died, I'd just be torn to pieces.

Just had to write this one down even though I don't remember most of it. It was one of those dreams I just loved, I don't know why, but it was just emotional and... fun? I don't know, but I really enjoyed it for some reason.

I was at the library. There was a guy there who did something bad, I don't remember what, but I shot him and killed him. I didn't get convicted of his murder so everyone hated me for it because they knew I was guilty, but I knew I had killed a bad man so I didn't care. After that, when I entered the library people would alienate me and give me angry looks. Everyone hated me. I was told that I was not allowed in the New Materials section for some reason, but I needed go to that section because I wanted to find a book that was written about me and the murder I committed. I could have told someone to find the book for me but I didn't want anyone to know what book I wanted, so I just wandered the library quietly.

So that's it. Again, I don't know why but I really enjoyed this dream. It's really hard to get the feel of a dream down in writing. It's like I enjoyed the fact that people couldn't stand me... weird.

I skipped a few days writing down my dreams because I haven’t been sleeping very well but I’m up north now and sleeping like a rock.

-Harry Potter dream where I’m trying to defeat the Dark Lord

D1: I was at some train tracks with 3 other people who I didn’t know but had met in the dream. I was watching them cross the train tracks and trains were coming from both sides(there were two sets of tracks). I yelled for them to hurry up but they were taking their sweet time. They made it across, but I noticed this man, maybe in his late 60’s, sitting on the tracks. I didn’t know if he was there on purpose or if he was going to move at the last second, so I just watched. The train hit him.

Now I was at my house, it was a flashback to before the man had died. I had a “feeling” that he was in danger, kinda like Allison Dubois from tv show Medium. I called his number, which was only two numbers, 75. My dad tried to stop me because he didn’t want me to bother him, but I had to call. He answered. “Hello” he mumbled, sounding very depressed. “I uh.. just wanted to know if you’re okay. It’s perfectly fine if you’re not okay, and I have a strong feeling you’re not.” He says nothing and hangs up.

D2: I was in a waterpark and this girl was telling about her experience drowning. I was transported to a very, very large pool with a huge drop off from the edge of the pool to the water, and very deep water(maybe 100-200 feet). I was terrified. Some time during this dream I was drowning and it felt like I couldn't breathe. I was thinking about how I have a phobia of deep pools and was wondering if there was a word for the phobia, but I realized I was dreaming. The dream wasn’t very stable so I rubbed my hands together and then I yelled “CLARITY” and it kinda felt like I yelled that in RL too. I knew I would lose the dream soon so I decided to jump off the edge because I wasn’t scared anymore. It was a very peaceful, relaxing feeling and then I woke up in a FA and tried to write down my dream.

I was in my new house with my roommates, which turned into a boat. The roommates were now gone and there were lots of people. We were in the middle of the ocean. I was standing on deck by my dad and happened to look up at the night sky. I saw what I thought was a shooting star, but it was going so slowly and went across the whole sky. Then I saw another. "Dad, look!" I said, "I keep seeing shooting stars, but they are moving so slowly!" We see another, only this one gets bigger, and bigger, and bigger.. until it crashes into our boat. More "stars" come crashing down as we run to take shelter. "It's the space station!" someone said. Apparently the space station had broken apart and crashed to earth! It was chaos on the boat. Many people were injured.

There were two twin girls, about 20 years old, with long blonde brassy hair. One of them had been hit. They were in a room on the top of the ship. The one that was hit in the chest had died, and was talking to the twin who was still alive.

Back on deck, we see life rafts filled with people. One of the ships near us had sunk. The ship in front of us just passed by and did not see the people on life rafts, and our ship was about to pass right by them too. "STOP THE BOAT!!" I shouted. I ran over and started pulling people from the life rafts into the boat. I first pulled over children, then the rest of the people, including a morbidly obese man wearing khakis and a blue striped shirt(only including these unimportant details because I'm trying to remember everything).

Dinner is served on the ship, as people are finally starting to calm down. The obese man has a plate filled with one large chicken breast, two rolls, and potatoes(again, useless detail). I finally decide to eat.

Then, I'm in the room with the twins again, as an observer. The living twin wants to die to be with the dead twin. The dead twin is trying to convince the living one to stay, but the living twin is adamant on dying. She didn't want to be alone. She started to say, "I'll be honest, it feels kind of peaceful..(talking about dying)" .. and then my alarm goes off.

I was in a huge house having a good time(don't remember what I was doing) until something happened that made people turn on each other. I was with this guy who kept killing other guys and hiding the bodies in an elevator, which was covered in urine and vomit. Apparently this fight started when a space craft went down(not sure exactly what happened). So there was a lot of fighting. And in the final fight, it was 2 against 2. We were throwing stuff at each other and one of the things was liquid cyanide. I got sick of fighting and decided I couldn't take it anymore. I ran away and grabbed a bottle of cyanide and dripped some into my mouth and went into the house. A girl who was fighting saw me and told the others and they all ran to find me. I went down this super long hallway and stood behind a sculpture. I then started to drink more of the cyanide until the people caught up with me. One guy stuck his hand down my throat and made me puke it up. Hey, at least it made them stop fighting, right? The end.

I know my posts are getting shorter and shorter. My dream recall is getting worse from not practicing. :/

Me and Niki were in my front yard at night time and we watched as a plane flew across the sky. For some reason, I had a bad feeling. But it passed over us and I let out a sigh of relief, when, it turned around and headed straight for us. I shouted, "I love you best friend!" and next thing I know Niki is dead and I'm still alive.

Well, I didn’t fall asleep until around 6 in the morning so I was still awake at 3 and 5 when I was going to try WILD. I tried but I couldn’t fall asleep. Note: I should try it around 8 when I am fast asleep and dreaming.

Me and a bunch of random people were staying at someone’s house to watch over it while they were gone. The house was huge, though I don’t remember any specific details about it. One of the rooms had an arcade in it, the kind where if you win you get a bunch of candy or prizes. I was immediately drawn the arcade with the candy in it so I played the game and it was very easy. It was a game I already knew how to play so I won. The prize consisted of three candles. Random, but I was satisfied. I wanted to steal some of the candy because it was out in the open but I never got a chance. There was much more to this dream but I don’t remember

I was about to leave to go to camp with a bunch of people my age. There was a room full of girls and I didn’t know anyone. I entered the room and tried to find people who were like me. I found some girls and we all started dancing and had a blast. Once we got to camp, it was a huge area in the woods by a lake, with camp on both sides of the lake connected by a rope bridge. Camp was fun because everyone was an adult so we didn’t have to follow any silly rules. Me and a group of girls were assigned to a certain part; there were at least 10 different parts of the camp. Our group was going to eat dinner and then go night dancing, which sounded like tons of fun. Me and a partner had to make a dessert dish for dinner and the other girls would make the other dishes. We never got around to making the dessert because we didn’t know we had to, so everyone left us out at dinner. I left, kind of upset, and was about to walk across the rope bridge when a counselor joined me to see how I was doing. The rope bridge was extremely narrow so when we got to the middle of the lake, the counselor lost her balance and fell in the water. She was laughing and asked me to join. I hesitated, but gave in and jumped in. “The water is warm here, much warmer than up north,” I commented. She didn’t seem to pay attention. My parents and sister arrived to visit me. We walked around and passed M&M World. I suggested we go in and, of course, my sister agreed. When we got there, we were the only ones there. There was a trampoline outside with rocks on it and it was beat up. Random. We never got to go in.

Me and my dad went shopping for a new guitar. I wanted a light wood one. I was nervous to try out the guitar in front of the guy helping us because I wasn’t very good. I never got around to playing a guitar. I saw a friend of Niki’s, Nick, sitting in the guitar shop and talking to his friend. Somehow I got the idea that Niki and died. I started sobbing and went to sit by Nick so he’d ask me what’s up and I could tell him. Then I realized, “hey wait… I just hung out with Niki yesterday…” which was true in real life. Embarrassed, I got up and walked away.

I tend to often have dreams that replay twice in the same night, with different outcomes. The second time around is usually easier since I know what to expect, but still these two are very different.

Take One
The dream started off with me standing by the ocean, watching the waves grow bigger and bigger. This little boy was playing in the water, but then a big wave came over him. Luckily, he was able to duck under it and people cheered as he dodged a few of the waves. The warnings of hurricane Sandy came in, and people started rushing inland. I never found out what happened to the little boy, but I bet he died. I got to this big safety building about an hour inland and met an old man who, for some reason, took me with him to the door and had two tickets and used one on me to get us in. He must have been rich, or known the man at the door because it seemed really hard for people to get in. The building was brick, with giant pillars holding it in black, and on top of a hill. I walked around outside a bit and saw lots of people outside that couldn’t get in. In particular, there was this one lady who looked in through one of the windows, turned around, and threw herself off an abandoned waterslide nearby. The waterslide had rushing water going down it because of the heavy rain, and at the end people were getting sucked in this whirlpool type thing. She waved goodbye like she was on television or something, and jumped on it, sliding down and drowning at the bottom. This influenced other people to do the same and be in control of their own death. I went back inside the building, which wasn’t crowed at all(what a waste of space). At some point I was playing this guitar that I found, playing horribly because I just couldn’t do it in my dream.
Then, the big waves came and rushed over the top of the building. One enormous waved knocked us off the ground and we went rushing further inland with the wave. The section I was in started sinking, and I was extremely terrified of having a slow drowning death so I took this plate I found(apparently we were in a kitchen) and smashed it against the window. Surprisingly, it worked and the window cracked open. I lifted myself out as the water was already up to by chest, and then went around and smashed as many windows as I could to help people get out. Clair from Lost was there with her baby, so I helped them get out. After that, I woke up and tried to go back to sleep but it was too late… and then the dream started over again.

Take Two
Don’t remember how this one started off, I think I was by the safety building again, but I knew it wouldn’t be safe so this time I needed a different plan. I went down to the ocean front, which looked more like a lake front, to gather some supplies and get ready with my dad. This couple near us decided to enjoy their last few moments alive by going in this cabin and making love. I had to swim across the water to the cabin to get some supplies, don’t remember what, and the swim back was extremely hard because of the strong currents, but I made it back. I was ready to leave and getting scared that we might be too late, but my dad wanted to stay behind and do something. I couldn’t wait any longer so I took off on my own without him. Later I joined up with this group of Indians(not Native American) who were headed in the same direction. On me I had only some candy and just the pair of clothes I was wearing. I felt dirty with mud and rain soaking through my clothes. When we reached the top of this cliff, I saw my dad. He had a motorcycle waiting for us and we took off. Eventually we found my mom and sister in a house. They told us to go on without them and hide in the cave on the side of a mountain. We were scared for them, that they might get snowed in since the rain had turned to bizzarding snow. But we took off, this time in a helicopter flown by my dad. We flew to the mountains and saw the little cave, but instead we discovered a different, less steep mountain with a path going up it. It was a famous mountain with a hiking trail, and people were making their way up to be protected from the floods. We followed them to safety.
Whew. That took forever to type up.

So, I only really post on my DJ when I have a dream that really sticks with me that I want to remember, and this was one of them. I think it came from watching the news about the guy who walked into a theater during The Dark Knight Rises and started shooting everyone. My dream is sort of based on that, so it's a bit disturbing.

I was at my local park with Niki and we were just hanging out. The sun had just set and it was getting darker out. There was a movie theater there at the park, Showtime Cinema. Of course it didn't occur to me that this theater is not located in the park obviously, but just a few minutes down the road. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so I just went to check out the theater, perhaps to see what was playing(which I think was Dark Knight Rises, but I don't remember for sure). Instead of the whole movie theater being there, it was just one screening room. I sneaked in through one of the emergency exits, which wasn't locked for some reason. The theater was packed with people, and I looked around and saw a guy with a gun. Shots were fired, so I ran back out before the shooter could notice me and dialed 911. The lady on the other line seemed familiar, like I'd called 911 a few times already and had heard her voice before. She seemed very chill and relaxed. "911 what's your emergency?" she asked in a very monotonous tone. "There's a guy shooting people at Showtime Cinema! People have been killed, please send someone over." I said. "Someone will be right there," she replied, not a hint of worry or tension in her voice. I thought she would want more information, but she didn't say anything else so I just said "thank you" and she said "you're welcome. bye" like it was a normal everyday phone conversation. I waited outside awhile and it seemed to be taking the police forever to show up. Then, the theater doors burst open and people came running out. I thought it was finally over, until I saw the shooter come running out after them, shooting every person he could. There was blood and screaming; it was a terrible and frightening scene. He shot and killed one of my friends, Dani, and then came towards me. He took a shot at me and missed but I fell to the ground and pretended to be dead so that he wouldn't keep shooting. When I looked at him again I noticed that he was so angry and raging that he didn't notice he'd run out of bullets and was now just shooting blanks. So I stood up to him. I don't exactly what happened, but whatever I did worked and the cops came and everything was secured. The next thing I remember was reflecting on what had just happened. I vividly recalled all the blood, the screaming, the chaos, the dying, and it traumatized me. I cried and cried throughout the day and the next day. I kept having flashbacks and it was just awful. Then I realized that this was probably just a dream, so I talked to my mom and she showed me a newspaper article headlining the terrible event. There was some kind of picture that was blurry and I don't remember, and then somewhere in the writing they mentioned that I was a hero. I was too distraught to even think about being a hero though. 36, that number kept following me around. I could physically see that number, floating in the air around me. 36 people dead. So much death. I cried again, the pain was so real, the emotions so intense. Then I woke up for real and breathed a sigh of relief when I could finally know for sure that it was just a dream.

So last night I had a really long(I woke up twice and the dream kept on when I fell back asleep each time), really depressing dream. I don't want to post it on here so I'm just going to give the basic plot of it up until the lucid.

Basically, someone(J) close to me died and throughout the dream I was crying hysterically and blaming myself. this went on for a very long time, it seemed like a week. It was very depressing, but honestly in a way I kind of liked it because it's not often you get dreams with that much strong emotion.

Anyways, I started thinking "What if this was just a dream?" and "Wait, this has to be real! This really happened!" and then "But whenever something really bad like this happens, it's usually a dream.." and that's where it got to me. So I looked at my hands to do a reality check. They looked normal(they usually have more or less fingers) but I still knew I was dreaming. I was inside my house at the time and decided to go outside onto my front porch. At first I was starting to lose it but them I was really calm and everything was very clear(this might have been one of the clearest ones I've ever had). The sky was a dark blue, almost night but not quite. I wasn't sure what to do, but I wanted to summon someone. I couldn't think of a specific person, so I looked over by the tree in the middle of the yard and said "Show me an angel!" and concentrated hard. At first, nothing was happening so I shouted it again. Then a glowing white figure appeared. It was an angel, who kind of looked like Clarence from "It's A Wonderful Life"(which I just happened to watch a few days ago) except this angel actually had its wings. I wanted some answers, to what, I don't know, but I just needed some answers! But the angel only mumbled something I couldn't understand and wouldn't say anything else. I got frustrated and decided to attempt to take off into the night sky. I took a leap from the porch and flew up a few feet, only to float back down because I couldn't stay up in the air. I don't know what happened after that..

I was doing laundry, which seemed to be taking forever, and had put all my clothes in the drier. I don't know if I was doing laundry outside or if I just happened to walk outside onto my driveway that moment but this guy came up to me and stood at the foot f the driveway. It was Jacob I. Since I hadn't seen him in ages or even really got to know him, I was very surprised to see him. He had a serious look on his face, and said, "the neighbor killed herself." He started crying gently, "She was only 15! We were all so close to her." I started feeling really sad too, but realized I didn't know who he was talking about, so I asked her name. "Amanda Bennett," he said, as more tears rolled down his eyes. I had no clue who that was, but soon I felt a few tears roll down my face as well. Whether or not I knew the girl didn't seem to matter, for she was a part of our neighborhood and it was a tradgedy. In the corner of my eye I saw some movement. I looked over by the road that takes a right, then leads down the hill to his house when I saw my old friend, and one of her friends, hiding in the bushes. This made me furious, because they were spying on us, probably because she just wanted to see how I was doing. I told Jacob, who was also annoyed by this. "Let's run away from them and see if they follow," I said. So we started heading straight down the road to the park. As we were going past all the fancy new-ish houses I looked back and saw them running to keep up, not bothering to hide anymore. I just wanted to get away from her, to never see her again, so me and Jacob started running, but my legs were so slow. When I got to the park their was this pathway/slide to enter it. By that time, I had lost Jacob. I slid down the slide and saw a bunch of people on each side trying to scare people and hanging out in tents. They were participating in this game where you had to make the perfect sandwich by taking a specific part out of 6 sandwiches and put it together to make the final sandwich, or something weird like that. I saw Jacob there, having fun, and was angry that he had ditched me. I knew my old friend was in there too. Right then all I wanted to do was to be alone and away from all those people. So I started back to my house, but then Danielle showed up and started following me. I really didn't want anyone with me, but I didn't have a choice. I accidently took the wrong direction and ended up in a different part of the park, but somehow it led me right to my old friend's house. I was going to get my laudry(now my laundry just happened to be at their house), which was in the drier on their driveway, and leave. But when I went onto their driveway, the drier was gone. It was inside the house(which I guess is a more obvious place for one!) but I really didn't want to go in there and face her parents or anyone. I did anyway, and ended up running into her. I was already distraught from the whole night and so I started crying softly again. She came up to me and said, with a sympathetic look on her face, "it's okay.. we couldn't find all the pieces to the final sandwich either." I wanted to punch her in the face.

I forgot much of the details.. like I always do these days... but here it is.

Me and my sister where getting ready to go on our Hawaii trip(we leave July 1st in real life ) and we were packing up and saying goodbye and stuff but my sister had a nervous look on her face. She said she wasn't sure that she could go because she didn't have any tampons. I told her she could just use mine and then we got going. I remember asking her which island we were going to visit first, I think it was Oahu. We got into our hotel room and it was really nice. I don't remember anything during this part.. the next thing I remember is packing up to go to the next island. I think we were there with a group of people, mostly adults. We went to the elevator and my dad was there for some reason and me and him stepped into the elevator with the intention of going to the first floor. Other people joined us in the elevator, I think some of them were part of the group we were with, and we missed our floor. I had a bad feeling in my stomach and i knew something was wrong. The elevator took us to the basement floor where we got out and I saw the group of friends(or atleast I thought they were our friends) standing around. Everything seemed fine until this girl with a blond ponytail gave an evil look and whipped out her gun and started running and chasing and shooting everyone. She was supposed to be in our group of friends but she turned against everyone and went crazy, shooting everything in sight. It was a bloody murder. This murder scene replayed for a second time, only I expected what was about to happen this time so I grabbed a gun and got ready. I'm not sure what happened next..

So.. the first part of this dream was really long and depressing before I became lucid so I'm only going to give the short version.

Someone told me that my dad had died and I was like crying hysterically for a long time. Something told me that this obviously wasn't true, but I ignored that feeling for awhile until finally said to myself "this is just a dream" and looked down at my hands to confirm it. My hands had 6 fingers each, so I knew I must be dreaming. I wasn't really sure what to do so I went outside my house and this old disco music came on. There were a bunch of people, young and old, who randomly started dancing. I thought about flying but instead started dancing along and had a blast, until I lost control and woke up.

So... I've been sort of lazy on posting dreams... and for the past week or so I can't seem to remember that much because I haven't been getting a lot of sleep because of exams. But exams ended thursday, and last night I got tons of sleep. Tons of sleep=tons of dreams. I wish I could remember all of what I dreamt last night because there was so much fun adventures going on... I'll just try to do my best.

Ski Race
I was really sad, crying maybe, because I was about to do this ski race and I had gotten absolutely no practice at all lately(sort of like in real life- I have a race in 1 week and haven't been training that much). I had to force myself to do it. At first I was going pretty slow, but then I just tried to ignore all the pain and block out everything. It worked, and I picked up the pace and skied like a pro till the end. It seemed like only 5 K, but when I asked my mom how long it actually was, she said 18K. I was so proud of myself. Too bad I couldn't do that in real life.


10 Mystery Adventures!
This was a really long epic dream, but I can't remember any of it! All I remember is that me and two of my friends started doing this mystery thing where we had to solve 10 mysteries and go on adventures and stuff. I don't know what the prize for doing this was, but it was going to be really cool. The first few challenges were easy but I don't remember any of them..I remember that once you completed a challenge you had to go through this glowing circle door type thing and advance to the next level. And it was hard to be sure if you actually did the challenge right so you had to take a risk each time you went through the circle and hope you did it right, otherwise you would either be sent back somewhere or die, I don't remember which one. One of the harder ones was where me and my friend Brittany were on this colorful blue platform and we had to roll a peanut or something in a specific way to try to hit something or get it in a hole... It took a few tries but Brittany got it in. As we completed the challenges we crossed them off a list. We were getting really close to finishing, with only about 2 or 3 challenges left and it was getting exciting. The next challenge was that we had to capture a dragon. Obviously, there are no such things as dragons(even in my dreamworld). But it was sort of like a mystery thing, and we had to figure out how to capture a dragon.. so we saw this bus shaped like a giant red dragon go by and thought it would be a good idea to somehow capture it. We had it come to my house and the people inside of it came out and started trying to sell us some skies. Then I woke up to go to the bathroom.



Capture the Cop/Live/Die/Heaven???
So after I returned to my bed I tried to go back into the same dream because I wanted to finish the challenges and see what the reward was, but that didn't work. Me and two of my friends were on my driveway and for some reason we wanted to capture a policeman. So my friend called the police and told them something was wrong just to make them come to our house. One middle aged, skinny black haired cop showed up at our house a few seconds later. I was scared but I knew I was dreaming so I faced my fears and prepared for his arrival. Me and my friends took a long piece of string and tied it in a particular way that made it easy for us when we tied the cop up in it. Then we brought him to my room and did something... I don't remember what. Whatever it is, I think it killed the cop. We set him free but he just stayed there, crying and praying on the floor. I asked him what was wrong but he didn't really answer. I think he went crazy. Then I realized he was dead. We were all dead. Something went wrong.. I don't know what. Then my other friend Nikki showed up and we were in Heaven. She got a room there but said it wasn't big enough so I magically made it bigger for her, it was like building a house on the sims. I'm not sure who was alive and who was dead at this point, it was so confusing.