Azra

I have not had internet for a few days. I really don't wanna type all the dreams I had, so I'm just typing the one I had last night, cause I was lucid and excited about that. In order to understand this dream, you gotta know that I did not go to sleep until 8 a.m. this being because me and Cay were up watching Silence of the Lambs and Beatles movies. Time well spent. We were at Cay's house and fell asleep in Cay's bed.

This is where my dream starts, we wake up in my bed, at my house. I don't question this. However, when I roll off my bed to stand up I step on something and hear a moan. I stepped on a leg. "Hey... Hey! Who are you?" I'm strangely calm for there being a stranger under my bed with his legs poking out. The response I get is, "Your really going to make me move? -sigh-" Aaron crawls out from underneath my bed and stands up beside me, rather drowsy looking. "Your not my boyfriend," I say to him. Aaron smiles at me. "Maybe you are? Gah. Whats your name?" "Aaron." "Shit." (that's what my boyfriends family calls him, which explains my cursing) "How old are you?" "Seventeen." "Your not him!" I do a reality check, boom. Lucid baby. Cay is suddenly up and dressed, ready to go somewhere. She grabs the purse she rarely uses and says, "Let's go." I don't know who she was talking to cause she leaves alone in her family's massive truck.

At this point, Aaron becomes British. Most likely due to watching two Beatles movies, cause he sounds quite a bit like John Lennon. "What'cha wanna do?" "Find that freakin' temple." I say and go outside. "How ya gonna do that?" I try to teleport. It fails. I pout. Aaron starts stroking my hair like my boyfriend does and says, "There, there, love. Let's drive." "I barely know how its pronounced, much less am I gonna try to drive there." "Know what it looks like?" "Yes." "That's all ya need." He's driving my brother's car again. We go towards this place called Buffalo Market where I live, and end up at the temple where this little gas station should be. I'm puzzled. "This ain't right." I then notice Cay standing outside circling the temple. "Promise it is, dear," Aaron says and we both get out. This thing is a lot bigger than I thought it would be, also. "Your still wrong, Aaron. No one else is here except us, and I'm highly doubting thats even really her. She'd have figured somethin' out by now."

She disappears shortly after I say that. "Fuck." I'm getting discourged. "Aaron, I'm sad." Aaron walks up to the temple and knocks on the side of it three times. A little door appears and opens. Out runs Brandy, Lady, and Sophie. My two dogs and one of my cats. "No Penny?" My other cat. "That's why I only knocked three times." My cat Penny, is a little unfriendly. "Was this supposed to help?" Aaron looks at me like I'm retarded. "Pick one and cuddle." I picked up Sophie and she was a lot more cuddly then she is in person. I like that... for a little while. Then her eyes suddenly turn red, her claws get really long, and she scratches the shit out of Aaron's leg. I scream and go to help him when Cay's twin wakes me up.

Gah. That dream is so long and boring and weird. I'm so sorry if you made it this far.

The last dream I had, freaking sucked. It started off with me and my boyfriend and we were arguing. We'd been arguing the night before, so that probably had something to do with it. We were on some sort of ship that had rooms resembling the rooms at my own house. By the end of the argument we had worked things out and all was fine. Shortly after we left to go to the store (the ship was docked). We never went to the store and we were gone for like a week.

When we got back I found my sister really upset, crying on some stairs near the ship. When I asked her what was wrong she told me my brothers girlfriend had slept with, C.P., a guy she's been talking to for quite a while now. Naturally I was already upset with M.P. (brothers girlfriend) but it got worse. Me and Wes fought again that night. I apparently blew things out of proportion and broke up with him. When I realized that I had made a mistake that night, I went to apologize to him. He was staying in what was my brothers room before he moved out. I walked in and the lights were off. I started to say I was sorry and when I turned on the lights, M.P. was in the bed with him, both of them naked. I was at first hurt. Like my heart had been ripped out and there he was holding it in front of me.

Then I got extremely pissed. M.P. was sitting there smiling at me. I grabbed her by the hair and beat the crap out of her. W.I. (boyfriend) screaming his apologies the entire time I am. When I had thoroughly beaten her, I turned back to W.I. and smacked him as hard as I could. Hard enough for him to hit the floor. Then I ran off the stupid ship crying. W.I. tried to chase after me but I ended up in some vineyard where Aaron was taking a nap on a in the middle of the field. I tripped over him since my vision was severely blurred due to the tears. He grunted and sat up, staring at me.

I glanced at him and muttered a sorry but when I tried to run away he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me down to the ground beside him. He put his arm around me and let me cry. Much like one of my friends would do. when I was calm enough to talk he reassured me that I didn't deserve to be put through that and that I should move on. That I was better than that, and that I had every right to beat the shit out of M.P. Then he rolled over beside me, and dozed off to sleep. The last thing I remember is laying down beside him to take a nap. I woke up crying my eyes out believing it was real.

Dream 1: In my first dream last night, me and my friends had all turned into my animals... Body swapping is something that has never been in any of my dreams.
Cay was my cat, Sophie. Their both clumsy and have fluffy hair.


I was my cat, Penny... not really sure what happened there. That cat is evil. So maybe its because neither of us is a people person.


My friend D.C. was my dog Lady, both very protective of the people they love.


And my friend L.G. was my dog Brandy, they both love to eat.


Now, naturally my friends are freaking out that they have turned into my pets. I however was more concerned with what happened to my pets spirits and our bodies. We were all back on my bed in my bedroom. I told my friends to look for their bodies. I found my own body asleep under my parents bed, which is where Penny hides 90% of the time. Cay's was on the countertop in the kitchen, where Sophie likes to sleep sometimes. D.C. found her's outside in the ditch that Lady likes to nap in. And L.G. found her's in Brandy's favorite chair asleep. I was first thankful that they were all asleep and not up roaming around and causing trouble. Then I began to wonder how in the hell we got this way and how we were supposed to get back in our real bodies before they woke up. We searched my house and while I was in my brother's old room I found an amulet, but woke up because Sophie had jumped on my bed and began walking around on my chest.

Dream 2: Not really appropriate to write about on the internet. So were just going to move onto the next dream.

Dream 3: I "woke up" in Cay's bed with Cay at the end of the bed watching Old 97's youtube video's on her laptop. She's been obsessed with Rhett Miller lately. I did my nose reality check like I've been doing every morning and realized I was dreaming. I nudged Cay with my foot, a gesture that normally would have thrown her off the end of the bed. She didn't budge. I teased her about her tired appearance and called her by her nickname, Jim, to see if she was the psycho Cay I'd come to know in my dream. She teased back and called me by my own nickname. A good sign that she wasn't crazy in this dream. I decided to just lay in Cay's bed until the dream ended. I wasn't really up for adventuring anywhere tonight.

Shortly after though, Cay's mom comes in and tells us to pack to go to Florida. Neither of us questioned why we were going to Florida or why I had such a large amount of clothes at Cay's house. On our way to Florida (which only took about ten minutes) I noticed Aaron in a red Dodge Neon that looked just like my brother's, Git-R-Done magnet and all. Since I wasn't panicking I teleported into Aaron's car, this didn't confuse him at all and he just smiled at me. "Hey," I greeted him. "What's up?" He said. "You going to Florida too?" I asked. "Yup. We were supposed to meet at the hotel. I guess you became lucid though." So apparently my DC knows the course of my dreams. Which is good to know. He turned the music up to loud for us to carry on a conversation, so I sat silently listening to Say Anything, most likely what was playing on my ipod since I fell asleep listening to it.

I found Cay when we arrived at the hotel that was directly in front of the beach, with Aaron right beside me. He has a habit of running off and sleeping in random places. As soon as I found her though it turned dark outside and the water in the ocean turned black and it was all very ominous. "Op, we should get to higher ground," Aaron commented and strolled off towards the elevator. I grabbed Cay's hand and started to pull her with me but she wouldn't move and said, "I wanna go to the beach, Spock." I looked at her in disbelief. Maybe she was a psycho. I managed to call Aaron back over to where she was and shove her into the elevator and to the highest floor of the hotel.

I watched as waves consumed the beach and came closer and closer to the hotel. The electric went out as soon as the first waves hit the base of the hotel. Cay was complaining about no air conditioning when tons of people came through the stairs door. I opened the door to one of the suites and the three of us locked ourselves in there away from the people. I struggled not to have a panic attack, because even though I knew it was a dream it still scared me. One of my worst fears is drowning. I remembered a way to wake myself up though and woke up after about six or seven attempts. My fears always seem to find a way into my dreams. I am not okay with that.

I guess I'll just jump right into this. My most recent dream was last night and it was about some sort of zombie/monster things. They were attacking everyone so naturally I retreated to my house in the country where I locked every single door and window and proceeded to trying to contact my close friends and family. A girl from school who I don't know very well, and am just not fond of in general for no real reason, shows up and I recalled that she was apparently my roommate. I was stern in telling her that she was to bring no one to the house that I owned except for immediate family. She just stared at me and I went back to contacting my friends and family.

Once I had them all there I then boarded up all doors and windows except for the back door. I noticed that I had a neighbor while standing on my porch one night. For some unknown reason I knew his name was Aaron Withrow, and I knew he was only seventeen years old. I asked R.C. if she wanted to come with me to creep in his house. Now, normally I don't go around breaking into people's houses but I knew the person who lived there and wanted to see if he was still alive. As far as I knew the monsters had not yet been that far out of the city. The amount of citizens there was enough to satisfy their hunger for the time being. His house was far less protected than my own, so naturally I felt like I was being paranoid.

I rummaged through his house looking for something but didn't know what. The interior of his house was a bit...disorganized. He is a teenage boy though, and a very heavy sleeper I might add. I went to his house almost every day with R.C. and would search his whole house for something that I desperately needed, and each day he was asleep in his locked room and never woke up. Except one day, when R.C. decided it would be a good idea to knock on his door after I became frustrated and yelled that what I was looking for was probably in that locked room.

I was searching the cabniets in his kitchen when I heard shuffling behind me, that I assumed was R.C. and turned around to find him confused and looking rather tired. Before going on, I will tell you that I have an awful habit of making your mom jokes way to often. "Who are you?" He asked me, pushing hair out of his face and grimacing at the amount of light in the room. "Your mom. Why are you awake?" I replied. "Why does that matter? Why are you in my house?" He was starting to get angry. The last thing I needed was an angry DC. "I'm looking for something. I don't know what it is though. Can I check in your bedroom for it?" "Go ahead." He said, and sat down at the kitchen table. His room was unusally tidy for the appearance of the rest of his house. I found a cell phone on his nightstand and took it. It was what I had been looking for and then me and R.C. left after I promised Aaron that I would be back the next day to talk to him. I didn't know why I wanted to talk to him.

I went home and went to find my grandpa (who looked nothing like my actual grandpa) and he confided in me that he was in the FBI and that the cell phone that I'd been looking for held secret information about the monsters in the city and that if something were to ever happen to him I was to delete it immediately after. Shortly after him, my supposed grandma and their dog all died together in my parents bedroom. I hugged them, cried for quite a bit, then deleted everything on the cell phone.

Then went into the living room where everyone was sitting around listening to the song 500 Miles and I started singing rather loudly and could not stop. A few days later monsters started attacking the house and Aaron ran to my house severly freightened. I didn't feel so paranoid now about boarding up my house. When the monsters started breaking through the boards, much like in that stupid video game about Nazi zombies that's title escapes me right now, I began panicking like I often do and woke up. No lucidity but a lot of similarites to the dream my friend R.C. had and she was asleep in the same bed with me, so we suspect it might have been a shared dream.