guitardreamer

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ok so this is the really strange dream I had last night...

I was at some sort of indoor pool. I was swimming with a bunch of people from my church. I saw "C" there and he had abs (lol). He was playing some sort of game I think. I wanted him to pick me for something, I don't remember what, but I just know I was disappointed when he didn't choose me. He was holding something called a spinner, but it didn't look like it spun at all. Then I was suddenly was at some place outside. There were a bunch of needles or something. A bunch of them hit me in the back and face. Also one hit my right knee and went through my leg (owwwwwww). Then I hid in a small building that looked like a dressing room but only had one section. "C" came in there after me and helped me remove all the needles from me. Then he bent down to pick up something from the floor and he winced. He told me there was a sharp pain near his right shoulder blade. I came up behind him, limping heavily from the torn ligament that the needle caused, and had him sit down. I lifted the back of his shirt up (OMGEEEEE) and saw the end of a large needle (more like a blade) in the muscle near his shoulder blade. I touched it and he winced again. I put my hand on his back and said I'd get it out. I slowly pulled the blade-like needle out of his back. I got a paper towel, folded it up, and pressed it against the bleeding puncture wound in his back. After a while I took it off to see that the bleeding had stopped. I could tell that he was still in pain so I leaned my head against his shoulder and kissed his cheek and said that it'd be ok. He said he knew, but it just hurt. I said that I understood and then I think I woke up. I don't remember all of it.

So yeah I really liked the dream, except for the pain from the needles. :3

Ok so I have been gone forever but I had two dreams recently that I wanna remember.

This one was lucid almost the whole time, but it was a short one. (about a week ago)

I am sitting somewhere inside a building. I think it is the youth room in my church. It is dark. A guy a like, let's call him "C", is sitting next to me. He is six years older than me so in real life I would never be able to do this. ... Anyway, I know i am dreaming for some reason so I just lean over and kiss him, but there was no feeling. It was like I didn't have nerves. (dangit) Then I woke up.

Dream 2 ( two nights ago)
This one was totally non lucid, but was totally clear and I remember almost all the details. It felt real.

Again I am at church, inside the lobby area. It is very dark, near black, inside. I am all alone, or so I think. From behind me, arms encircle my waist, and I hear a familiar voice next to my right ear, "I know how you feel about me, Jessica," it is C, my secret crush, "I can tell by the way you look at me, and the way you blush when I talk to you. Remember the time I spoke into your ear to tell you to play louder? I saw you blushing. I can tell that you like me. I like you, too." At that point, he turns me around and leans as if he is about to kiss me (note that he is almost a foot taller than me) but we are interupted when our Youth Pastor calls for us. Next thing i know, I am in my family's van. The door is open, and I am on the right side. C is standing there, again about to kiss me, again interupted.
Next, I am in my house during the day time. My mom looks at me as if she knows that C and I secretly like each other. I am texting him. He says he wants to hang out some time. I say that we can meet after church, because he is the church's drummer and i am the bassist, we stay after church longer to help put stuff away or to practice. That night happens to be Youth Night, so our friend, Scotty, wants us to practice. I get there a few minutes early, and so does C. At that point, though, the dream blurrs and I wake up moments later.

You know, I have been having so many dreams about "C" lately. I wish these would come true. My dad was talking to my mom about something last night about "C", something funny he did or something, and I asked who they were talking about. My dad said "C____." and i said "you mean the one from church" And my dad said "Yes, your C____." How in the heck does my dad know I like C?!? Or does he really know? Eh whatever.

Here is one I had when I stayed at a hotel with a graveyard next to it.

I though I had woken up. There was what appeared to be a ghost next to me. I woke up for real and was totally freaked out.