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    1. I found You, Dragon Candidate Training

      by , 07-08-2012 at 06:22 PM (Sydney's Nightly Adventures)
      08.07.2012
      I Found You (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember being at my mom's house. She was moving a couple things into the attic, so the rooms in which the attic doors were in there were boxes piled up everywhere.

      The attic doors were open for easy access. I walked into the last room in the hallway, looking at all the stuff she was putting up. Suddenly, I heard a meow. I turned around, locating the sound. There stood a black cat. My lost cat, Trouble! He's been gone for about 5 months! I scooped him up, thankful that he was home. We butted heads like he always did to me, in recognition. Examining him, I looked closer at his abdomen. My heart caught in my throat.

      I saw a round hole in the base of his neck leading to another hole on the other side. I didn't look close enough to see what had caused that, for I became nauseous.

      I ran and told Sam, "Look who's home!" She hugged him and went to tell my mom.

      Just then, I heard another meow. I darted back into the same room where I found Trouble. I heard the meow again. "Sunshine!" I yelled.

      She stood up on a box. I could see the outline of her ribs, telling me that she was starving.

      I ran towards her and scooped her up. She snuggled against my neck.

      The dream ended soon after.

      08.07.2012
      Dragon Candidate Training (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember entering some sort of contest where we had to fight to win. Not necessarily "kill" but I think it meant "pin" each other. We were using different poses from "Eon: Dragoneye Reborn" (My favorite book<3) to fight with.

      My mom was confused. She asked what all this was. I said we're fighting. She was like, alrighty then.

      We had an hour to train before the battle started. Below us were green mats spaced out evenly beside each other. I saw some people practice fighting on the mats. I then realized, I don't know the stances! How would I train? I looked around, maybe there was an instructor. Sure enough, there was a small building nearby dedicated to this purpose.

      I ran inside, with my mom trailing behind me. An instructor sat in some sort of office chair. She was turned towards 3 other people, telling them which stances where what. I walked up alongside them, eager to learn. "Welcome." The woman said, acknowledging that I was there. "I'm about to review most of the stances, so you can learn the first few."

      I nodded. Before she was going to review, she said the fourth stance. With your swords poised straight in the air at your target, you jumped and did a backflip, surprising them and then thrusting.

      Seemed a little hard to do, but what the heck? I could try.

      She reviewed the rest with me, and then the beginning ones. I don't remember any of them though.

      The dream ended before we could start the battle.
    2. 4/1/12 To the death!

      by , 04-01-2012 at 02:03 PM (Sydney's Nightly Adventures)
      I remember being at my school. I was outside, along with everyone. There was a small tent arena thing outside where our courtyard was supposed to be. I walked inside and found half the school running around inside the perimeter of the tent.

      A woman walked around carrying a small green scanner.
      “Ticket?” she asked me.
      I looked at her scanner. “Um,” I hesitated. “I don’t have one.”
      She sighed. Annoyed, she said to me, “You need to get a ticket at the front lobby. Go. Now.”

      I quickly rushed out of there, and headed back inside the school. Heading to the front lobby, I looked around. I only saw these weird boxes full of frozen food and pictures on them. Confused, I went and asked the secretary where I could find the tickets. He was talking to a family when I came in, and looked a bit annoyed when I said,

      “Where are the tickets?”
      He sighed, and pointed. “Right over there. In the middle.”

      That didn’t solve my problem. I walked back out over to the table where the frozen food was. My English teacher just happened to walk by. She was strict so I was afraid to ask her. I did anyways, and she angrily pulled out a box of tickets in the back. “Here.” She said.

      I took one, and ran back outside. I entered the arena, but instead of running around in circles, people were fighting. There weren’t as many people here as there was earlier. I learned that as many fights you do, or what you do in that fight, affect how much percentage you get on your ticket. And that percentage affects your test scores or something.

      I walked around the arena, looking at who was fighting. Two people that didn’t look familiar, both drew fists. Then they started swinging at each other.

      It was my turn. More people started to empty out of the arena. I was paired up against a guy with blonde hair, who looked like he was in the band One Direction. No one was supervising the fights, so we just sat there, gaining percentage by doing nothing. We talked while doing it, and even pushed and lightly punched each other to speed up the process.

      Eventually, I heard the people around us starting to count down. “10, 9, 8…”
      I ran to the ticket lady, and handed her my ticket. She scanned it, and said, “Thank you.”

      The dream sped forward. I was in the mall, walking down the wide hallway surveying the stores. I looked into the window of a particular store. I saw the same blonde haired boy. He smiled at me, and waved. I smiled back.

      Feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, I kept walking and went to the sunglasses store. One of the employees kept trying to set me up with different sunglasses, but I just told her I wanted to look.

      Then the dream ended.