Starr's Dream Collection

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with Jim Carrey in my house. There is someone else there, and we're trying to trick him into forgetting his name. I'm hiding in my bedroom, cracking up as I listen to Jim yell "NOPE." whenever he guesses his name. The random guy is like, "Is my name...Bake? Drake? Blake?" and Jim Carrey just keeps saying no.

Then, to my horror, I realize that my name is Blake, so he can't have that name! (Uhm...my name's not Blake in real life. I'm a girl and my name is nothing close to that...)

The dream switches.

I can't pinpoint exactly when this happens, but somehow, I became lucid. I confirm it with a few reality checks.

I'm standing on a street at night-time in some downtown city. I remember how one of my lucid goals is to eat something and try and stabilize the dream. I notice some people sitting on the sidewalk, with little foldable tables and paper plates of food. I figure I can just steal some food from them.

I walk up to this man and he has a plate of baked beans. I say, "Can I have some beans?", and he looks at me with an extremely creepy and malicious smile on his face and says, "No...". So I start to walk away, but I realize he's still staring at me with that creepy look. I say, "Stop being creepy! Now!", to which he replies, "I don't think so...".

I ignore him and walk to another person, a woman, sitting and eating what appears to be a cheesy bratwurst. I walk up to her and say, "Could I have a bite? It's...for charity...". She says, "Of course, hon! Take the whole thing!". So I take it from her and take a bite out of the other end of it. It tastes just like it does in real life. Unfortunately, it doesn't really do much for stabilization.

Anyways, so I set the bratwurst down again and turn around, just to see the creepy guy standing there. He walks away from me and over to this random hotdog stand that's sitting in the middle of the road, because apparently, he works there. I go up to him and say, "That's it! I warned you!", and I proceed to hold my fingers as if they were a gun, pointing it right at him. I pretend to load said finger gun.

There are a bunch of people standing in the road, and they all get shocked expressions and either run away or drop to the ground in an attempt to protect themselves from any possible gunfire.

I say, "I told you not to be creepy, but you didn't listen. Now, I don't wanna have to kill you, so don't make me!". The creepy guy no longer has a creepy look on his face and instead looks terrified, holding his hands up in the air. He swallows and nods.

"Good," I say, and lower my fake weapon. There is another guy working at the hotdog stand. He's younger, and he's totally cute. So, I say to him, "You're coming with me." He obliges, and loops his arm around mine. We start walking down the street.

Sadly, I lose lucidity. I'm still walking with the guy, and we walk into an ice cream shop. Now he's wearing a shirt similar to what Waldo wears. There's and old lady in the ice cream shop wearing the same shirt. We get in line for ice cream, but there are a bunch of kids trying to cut us. I realize it's a group of kids on a field trip, and of course, their chaperone is no other than Bruce Willis.

We get to the front, though. I want Superman flavored ice cream (a real flavor, yes), but I instead by mistake get a flavor called Senorita Raspberry (a made up flavor). It actually tastes really good...

I wake up. Now that I think back, I really wish I'd killed that guy, using my invisible gun...