I am watching an film adaptation of a Dan Brown novel that doesn't exist yet in my English class. The end of school bell rings and me and students leave class. My memory jumps to being with two of my friends and a teacher from WL. I am sitting down and the teacher walks up to me and praises me for having the correct uniform except for my socks. I look down to my socks to see they are socks for running. I wonder how I came to be wearing them as I never forget to put on my socks. I have an Inception moment -I can't remember even getting changed for school and I suddenly recognize the socks as the socks I was wearing before I went to sleep in WL. I'M DREAMING!!!* Then my memory jumps to being at another part of my school. I am still lucid and practicing reality checks but only with semi-success. What happens here is very blurry though I remember the dream scene going orange and me nearly losing the dream but I manage to spin out of it. Another memory jump. I'm in a supermarket still trying to put my finger through my hand. I decided I'll summon a DC (a person I know in real life). I will and shout for him to appear. I look to the entrance of the supermarket to see him enter but along with him is...... A bunch of villains from a few horror movies. I realize I've accidentally turned a lucid dream into a nightmare... I try get out of the shop but I am caught by one of them. My subconscious tries to pull a joke as the knife turns into a piece of cardboard. As I realize they are no longer a threat I leave. I find myself in a warehouse probably under the shop. I am with a bunch of talking worms who are trying to escape a machine that'll squash them into jam. I save a few and then go o n my way to my school again. Then I see a few people playing a game. I think, if this is a dream is can't hurt to have some fun. After all it's therapeutic and a confidence booster. So I test out my dream control and will a weapon (gun) to appear. It works but the gun strangely has a huge number of 'options' like power levels, explosive yields and safety modes. They is also a teacher (from WL) who is pressuring me to make the right decisions and put the gun on the right settings and everything. I throw that gun away in annoyance from the teacher. But I am still content on finding a suitable firearm. I start to talk to a DC in attempt at passive dream control and ask him to give me a gun. To my delight he says "yes" but he opens up his lunchbox and hands me......a banana skin.... (Subconscious humor again...) In a last attempt I try using brute force again. It is successful but the gun barrel is extremely long and it has a suppressor which is twice as long. It feels a bit odd and a few people a looking at me. I decide to change my approach and I go up a DC and ask him for a magic staff, instantly I notice him holding a staff with beautiful jewels imbedded into it. I take it and ask him how to use it. He replies with the classic: "You will know how when the time comes." So I notice the two people who were playing before, and I decide to test out the staff on them. So I flail my staff at them, something happens but what comes next is purely the result of my subconscious's humor... One of the guys I am attacking turns around and pulls out his own staff and blocks whatever I did, next is extremely vivid. He pushes the staff into the area between my groin and stomach and and in one lever motion, flings me like a catapult into he air. I feel a crazy feeling of vertigo and fall and hit the ground. It doesn't hurt but my legs feel like rag dolls. I feel the dream fading and I reluctantly open my eyes.
There is some long bit about Dracula, Harry Potter, and stuffs that I'll recall later, or not. Anyways, some crazy Death Eater trapped me, Lupin, and probably Kingsley inside some green-tinted world. He then said from outside that we're in the Uber Bottle. Lupin told me that the way to get out is to find the opening of the bottle, and we spread out to find them. I went to the bottle-world version of the death eater's original office, and found a cork stuck onto a computer screen. I tried staring inside the hole, but it didn't bring me back outside. The screen is on, and somehow I remembered to do a reality check with texts. I became lucid, and did some more reality check, but I'm on the verge of waking up so I stabilized and observed everything in great detail until I could see things. I began talking to myself, but then decided to stop it as it would make me lose lucidity. I decided that saving Lupin and Kingsley really isn't that needed since they're just DCs. I spun around and teleported to some mall with glass wall. I'm standing on the second floor on a mezzanine. I jumped off the railing and flew! I didn't have a goal in mind since I never expected to get lucid today. The feeling of flying was so exhilarating I was afraid I would wake up. I stopped mid-air because I lost some control, but then finally managed to propel myself forwards,and phased through the window-wall. My parents were waiting outside. My dad congratulated me on flying, but apart from that they don't seem to be aware of the nature of their world. Having no goal, I decided to follow them. I woke up later while in the car because to moving IRL. I actually recalled the dream in a lot more details, but it's mostly tidbits that I can't even explain with words. I guess this is technically not a dream fragment since the whole stuffs on this dream are actually several dreams combined.
I haven't updated my online dream journal in ages. I've been keeping a fairly consistent paper one, recalling at least a single dream on most nights. This one, however, was rather interesting. I wasn't quite myself; it was as if I was playing a character, a role. I was the son and sole heir to a rich and prestigious family. This seemed to be set in a time before electricity at the very least. However, there was a strange circumstance; for the inheritance of the family to be passed onto the heir and not entailed, it must be given to the daughter of the family (who never did exist). As a result, I, as the son, had to dress as a woman. I recall a very tidy blue dress with a white pinafore, and attempts to make my medium-length hair look more convincing. In any case, this seemed to continue on for some time; cut ahead to a scene of chasing the father around a garden, passing by some decorative tiles in the garden which struck me with their beauty, and eventually, meeting someone. This is the part I remember best. A very, very tall and fairly broad man with unusual features. His face was deformed somehow, noticeably asymmetrical. He had a short but shaggy beard, glasses and possibly a lazy eye. I'm unsure if his features were distorted as a result of being an unclear dream character, but I have never seen anyone like him. I was rather drawn to him; in spite of his possibly frightening appearance, he was very kind and rather intelligent. Unfortunately, he was of a lower social standing. In spite of that, I disregarded societal norms and sought his interest, to be rewarded with it in turn. It was quite interesting to me. It seems to play a lot on gender identity and overlooking outward appearances (or first impressions) of other people to see what lies inside. It was certainly memorable.
I couldn't remember the beginning, probably only three small pieces of the dreams. I'd like to start with the demon I saw in a room where I currently live. It was my room. I was laid back on the ground floor and night and just laid there staring at the window. The binds on the window weren't closed all the way. I had to get up and check because I sensed something evil outside. I also heard some voices coming from across the street. I was scared. The feeling of fear inside me rose up as soon as I saw the window binds open up a lot more. But before that happened, I already felt an evil presence in the room. I closed my eyes and begin to feel it getting closer. Suddenly, I hear this loud noise coming in front of me. I couldn't open my eyes to see what it was, I was too scared to. Instead, I put my face towards this scream and started waving my hands all over it until it stopped. The harder I tried, the more force it used against me. That was the first part. Here is the second. I'm at a party full of drunken Jehovah's Witnesses and family members. The room was full of them! I walked around and talked to some of them I used to talk to in person. I just stared at them while they were resting upon one another. It was sort of weird because I knew this was not how they looked like in person! Anyways, later I saw an aunt there too and she was drunk as well. Here is the third part. This dream contains sexual content that is not suitable for young ages! Look away kids! Okay, so here's how it started out. I'm inside a mall, there was no one there but my accomplice at the time. I was in the middle of it and was preparing to ready myself for an exciting night, or mid-day. There was this woman(I don't remember her name), and she looked like she was getting ready too. Sooner or later, we already starting having sex. I remember we've only done one position. She got on my penis and tried jumping on it. She was having trouble, so I grabbed on to her and done it myself. Unlike all my other sex dreams, I felt a ticklish feeling this time. I liked it. But there was something strange too. As she was doing my penis, I was also making out with her butt cheeks. Then I woke up. Please don't think of me like that! I need something fun in my life right now too. And while I'm here, I also had a sex dream about someone famous yesterday too. Her name was Taylor Swift. We didn't making out a lot and I don't remember doing much with her really, all she let me do was feel her whole naked body. I felt mostly her rear end. It didn't feel too bad. When I was rubbing it around the it and stuff, it kind of felt a little sticky but smooth. Then I woke up.
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