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I am in some unique parkway area, already partially lucid, in the rainforest. There are pathways and boardwalks leading around jagged peaks jutting out of the ocean. Exotic tropical flora covers almost every available square inch of the ground. It was magnificent. I could not however get the full view of the location as it was a rainy, foggy, muggy day.
I am walking down the pathway when my dream guide shows up, and BAM, fully lucid. But she doesn't look like herself, she's way old. Usually she's a teenager like me, but now she's probably in her 50's or 60's with greying hair, and wearing a running outfit. But I've seen her be everything from a toddler to a really buff man, and go through about a million outfits along the way. I just know her when I see her.
She asks me to follow her, then turns and runs the other way, and I follow. So I begin pushing across the ground, not so much running as I am just hovering to keep pace with her, and she begins talking.
She slowly comes out and says that she is telling me her name. First name, then Surname, then middle name. (Why this was such a big secret until now remains a mystery...) But here we are. Her full name was (and I guessed on the spelling, Just pronunciation)
Maneimonei Qui Tarr
Two years ago, she told me to pick a name for my dream journal. Now she tells me her actual name. You know what, there is no way I am going back and editing the 100-odd entries that reference the placeholder name Lia. So my dream guide will simply be referenced as Maneimonei from now on.
I repeated the name to myself several times as to not forget it, and layer down some stabilization by rubbing my hands together. I was not certain how much longer this lucid dream would last.
The two of us arrived at a large stucco building with a small ventilation duct cut into the side. She crawls inside. I try to follow, but I don't fit.
I try to shrink myself to go inside, but cannot. So I begin pulling on the sides of the entrance and making it bigger. I crawl in, pushing on all sides of the interior of the building making it bigger as I go. I wake up.

Dream - Lucid

I was at a school, either an elementary or high school, and I was supposed to go and work with learning impaired children. I had been asked to do so, and was very excited about the opportunity. I was going to get paid $5.25/hr, which was apparently a lot of money compared to some other jobs. I remember thinking about going in and teaching the kids.

I was then driving on the road in my car when I got a phone call from a woman, a teacher from the school, saying they were doing some switching around, and if I wanted to switch to working with vision and hearing impaired kids for a pay raise to $6.35. I got excited and said yes, of course I would! I told my mom about the opportunity that was offered to me when I got home to the house I grew up in.

Then, I was in my room getting ready to go to my first day on the job. Someone else was there with me, though I can't remember who. I was looking through a box of old mementos. I saw one that was a blurry picture of my friends from high school, Leigh and Erica, both wearing red shirts and holding balloons and gift bags. I was telling the person I was with that that year they were my Valentines. It was a funny, lighthearted "memory".

It was then that it dawned on me that I should have stayed at the job working with the children who had learning disabilities, even though it paid less, because I had no idea how to use sign language. How was I going to communicate with these children? I remember mentioning this to someone that was with me, and they said, jokingly, I should just knock on the desk a few times, because it would get their attention. Apparently, in sign language, it meant there was danger, or that I needed to relay an urgent message.

I kept on thinking about what time it was, because I didn't want to be late. I didn't have my clothes on yet, which was a white button-up top tucked into blue jeans. I picked up some old, worn out blue jeans that I used to wear in middle school and high school IWL all the time. They were sitting folded up on top of a white set of stand up plastic drawers that I bought in college IWL. Whoever was with me was still there, and we were talking as I was getting ready to go. I kept looking at the digital clock sitting on my desk. I also remember that the lights in my room were off, the only light in the room coming through the windows.

I then was looking through the mementos, and was trying to locate a cute note card I could write on to give to one of the teachers I'd be working with. I found a bunch of small dark blue note cards with puppies on them from various people at my old job, one I remember specifically being from Brent. I saw his name scribbled on the inside of it. I then found a note with a hand-drawn cartoon of a man from my therapist. It said for me to talk to her later. I then remembered that she had been the one to talk to me about the opportunity to work with the learning impaired children. I could not find a note card that hadn't already been written on.

I kept thinking about how I was going to go into the school and ask the person who asked me if I wanted to switch if I could switch back because I didn't think I was up to the task. I felt much more comfortable with the thought of working with the children with learning disabilities.

Again, I was concerned with the time. I needed my white button up. I was just standing in my room talking to whoever was with me with my unzipped and unbuttoned blue jeans on. It was getting close to time for me to be there.


I woke up with ten minutes to spare from my alarm.

I know I dreamed more than this, but again, I did not get much sleep. I actually have my first full day at my new job today, though at this job I will not be working with children at all, just baking delicious breads and pastries. I'm thinking this may be an anxiety dream about starting the new job.

One dream had me not finding clothes to wear to school - holes in the trousers, t-shirt too small, dress dirty - wasn't about the looks primarily.
My room was not any of my rooms but a huge disaster of having moved in not long ago and stuff hanging out of boxes or in heaps on the floor. And I was soo tired and out of energy, it all seemed to take enormous will power. When I finally made it to school I had to disrupt Latin lesson coming in, and was placed on a desk next to the teacher, facing class.
I didn't want to disturb more, but did so anyway by trying to find a place on a table in the back. It looked like there was space, but not when I arrived. So I disturbed more people - but a real life friend of mine became inexplicably angry with me and I thought, what a bitch...
Turned out it wasn't about me, but about how the school had given out chips for beepers, and if we wouldn't know where ours was, and went asking in the school-master's office, and it wasn't there - then we would have to pay for the loss.
But if we didn't ask and just wouldn't have it - all would maybe be good. Strange conversation.

Afterwards I read a sort of obituary of that teacher, but he supposedly wrote it with 110 years and still alive. About how horrible it would be to teach and how the small sister of a classmate of mine would now be doing Latin and ancient Greek and ethics class.

Then again - I had just moved into a two-room flat, also with chaos, similar to the above. It was summer, but a cold day and I was freezing in that flat. Thought about how that would be in winter, and if it was a good idea to have moved in there - the heating was with real fire, these classical east Berlin tile ovens.
Again I should have rather been in university but I decided to stay home and sort stuff out. Which I did, and I got pretty pleased with myself how it started looking orderly and comfortable. Even found a nice dress - just to remember that I hadn't gone back to the shop and paid for it as promised...
There was a banjo left over from the former inhabitant and I tried it out and it wasn't bad - I thought, it would be easier to play that in front of an audience than the violin, because the latter would be closer to my face..? I used to play for a while but didn't stop because of that...
My first boyfriend was there as well - and I only remember asking him, why we couldn't be together again (not remembering real life, not really). I forgot his reason.
Then another disadvantage of this flat became clear - no public transportation except for a horse-drawn cart - with very slow horses. I've been trying to persuade the "driver" to motivate his lame critters - but he said they would hurt their feet on the concrete and how I was cruel to want them faster..

Then it was about a science project with a corpse, but I forgot what we did there - or were supposed to, because something went wrong. We were thinking - what the heck to do - try to sneak it out and get a new one - not kill a person but steal a fresh corpse..?
What went wrong? Don't know, but the corpse got more and more hollow until it was just a shell, a wisp of a shell.

Then something weird - I really thought about this in the dream - I was watching a scene where a helicopter landed outside of an emergency-room and I thought, that the fact that one needs to physically call a helicopter in an emergency proves that there is no such thing as telepathy. Weell...

There was more, but I got enough of typing it up now!

Ah - but what does the Steph do every night?
Sort stuff out and/or schlep it through the landscape..

I have been through a lot of removals and was under way with luggage and hard pressed for time quite often irl, admittedly - but every night - come on!!?

Standing in a rather plain room. Empty walls, beige carpet. I begin hearing the intro music for "Turn Down for What" and start acting like the character from the intro to the music video. Before any lyrics start, I realize I'm dreaming, and want to combine it with the TOTM. The first one I think of is to get naked. I think about how I'm going to do both, and wake up before doing either.

// I was thinking rather introspectively, to the exclusion of everything I was doing. Maybe that woke me up?

>> Next time: Try thinking while still interacting with the dream.

Walking down a massively wide stair case, filled with everyone I know, and have known, all together. We are all registering for a really amazing festival of guided meditation and instructions for how to apply meditation to our every day lives. Everyone is happy to be here as we file through the registration area. There are a lot of Buddhist monks and nuns with us, but mostly regular people. Maybe a 1:6 ratio.

After people check in, they go to where they are staying, because it is a multiple day long event. One of my friends is staying in the same building as the main event is held, another friend is right across the street. I see him walk to his room in a large hotel building, and tell others how close he is to everything! I have to specifically give detailed instructions for which building I am referring to, pointing doesn't do it for them. "Not the building on the corner, but the next one to the right. The tall yellowish one, directly across the street from us"

Then I realize I have no place to stay... I have not booked a room at all, and will soon need one. I'm okay with that, at least I made it here! Quite broke, I can't really afford a place to stay, so there's not much I can do about it.

Managing to find a relatively cheap room, about $50/night, I decide to hang out near registration and see if anyone else needs a place to sleep and will split the cost with me. I consider charging more than a fair split, but decide against doing so.

Outside in a large grassland, up against some low, rocky mountains. Not much around in terms of vegetation, mostly thin grass. My family is with me, driving in a jeep not on any particular road, just randomly around in the area. I hear a narrator describe how life is easier and less hostile in the more lush parts of the environment where things grow better. I notice a particularly vibrant area just next to the mountains over a hill that we pass by. "Wait, stop! Let's go over there!" I suggest, but my dad wants to go to a more desolate area. I see green trees with lots of leaves, and more bushes and things disappear as we drive down the hill.

Arriving at a really remote area, mostly sharp rocks and dirt, not even much grass, we all get out of the jeep and look around. It just feels more dangerous here, like any form of life has to be mean in order to survive in such a place.

Ironically, I find a play ground, and notice there is one of those parabolic whisper dishes that some new playgrounds have these days. Where it uses the giant satellite looking dish to pass small sounds great distances, where it is similarly received. Pretty cool stuff! I tell my dad what I've found, excited by the discovery. Unimpressed he tells me, "The whole world is basically like that, you just have to listen..."

I imagine the geometrical properties of the whole planet, and all the small parts of it, aligning in such a way that it is possible to hear anything from any distance if you can tune into it just right. Definitely much cooler than the limited dish I just found in the playground, even though it was operating with a distance of about 1km/ half mile between each receiver.

This dream was months or perhaps a year ago, not really sure, but it was a while ago and I still remember it, so I've written it down and would like to share it.

(Spoilers for Deathly Hallows - but you probably already have read/watched/heard it by now and WARNING: mildly violent)

I was at Hogwarts and it was the Battle of Hogwarts. I became a dragon at first but decided against it because I didn't want to steal the spotlight of the dragon that had already appeared in the book/film previously. I returned to human form but remained with flying and fire magic. I was flying and ended up in a fight with some student (not sure if he was in Slytherin) who was on the side of the death eaters. He was armed with a bow and arrow (despite it being a magic school, where he could've avada kedavra'd me to death, but no.)

I deflected the arrows with a fire barrier I conjured, but the archer managed a special technique (can't remember what exactly) causing the arrow to fly at a higher speed and pierce through the barrier which got me shot in several places and I should've died, but I didn't. Instead I let my fire barrier weaken with the sudden blood loss, walked over to him with all my strength (didn't feel any pain, just weakened), ripped the arrow out of my chest and stabbed him with it.

I then flew around, before losing energy to fly and begged people passing by me to take me to the hospital wing, soon it was forgotten and I discovered Fred Weasley's death, went to comfort George who was in his dorm bed crying but some random old man told me that I shouldn't disturb him because he was quite upset. Then I woke up.

This was the 4th dream out of 4 dreams I had, but this was the most memorable and the one I remember bits from the most and I thought I'd share it.

The dream started off somewhere at some sort of campsite, there was a massive watchtower, a building where the campsite owner lived and the site was surrounded by a forest of tall trees.

The campsite owner was like Miles Quaritch (AVATAR), he wanted the forest around destroyed and wasn't going to be convinced otherwise. He took a liking to me (not in that way) and showed me a tour of where he lived. We walked in and the place had books stacked EVERYWHERE (See attachment for diagram), from novels to non-fiction. I specifically remember seeing The Lord of The Rings and Game of Thrones as we walked through the path that wasn't compiled with books. He then lead me to some sort of control room and started discussing his plans on destroying the forest. I didn't want anything to do with it, so I ascended to the roof and flew off with wings I apparently had.

I flew over for a few seconds and spotted a shelter not too far away. I landed and there was a playground out the front, an undercover area and a building that was secured with thief detectors, lights and cameras. I soon discovered a tribe of koalas who shared the same intelligence as human beings, they were wary of me first but soon turned out to be quite friendly. They could use human technology and played on the playground like a human kid would.

I returned to the campsite, apologised to the leader for zooming off and tried to convince him out of destroying the forest because I had discovered koalas. His interest in destroying the forest perked up when I mentioned the koalas, I tried convincing him out of it, telling him the koalas were friendly and were like humans, but he wouldn't have any of it.

Later on in the dream, I was chatting with friends (who were from real life, for the sake of the story we'll call them Elise and Jodie) and I talked about how I disapprove of the camp leader's motives. I was too scared to say his name (forgot what his name was) out loud or diss him behind his back just in case he happened to overhear it. Then I told them about the koala tribe and they wanted to meet them as well. They offered walking up there with me, but I said flying would be easier, but I could only carry one person at a time.

I asked who wanted to go first, Elise allowed Jodie to go first, so I kept hold of her as I flew up and carried her over to the shelter. I showed her around the shelter and the koalas were there, but weren't (They existed, but they weren't visible at that moment because dreams are weird like that). Instead there was a bunch of people hanging around there and it was night, soon enough I was vlogging like a YouTuber, filming all the different people and I'm pretty sure my dream ended after that.

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7/12/14

Up at 4:40

DR:

I'm walking on a sidewalk in some town in Siberia. I'm with my family I think and we went there shopping. Shopping for what? For shoes. Because I apparently went there without my shoes. So which was first, chicken or the egg?

Btw, not sure why, bet being without my shoes in dreams is very, very uncomfortable for me. Like I'm totally screwed, unprotected, exposed...

We are walking by some shops, that look like upscale mall. Lights are on in the stores, nice soft yellows, as they would be in winter evening.

We are stopping at a restaurant to eat. Only now we are in China. Some other male is with us now, and he is helping us read menus written in chinese and displayed outside, next to some very large wicker jars full of samples.

We sample here, then we are sitting down at low tables, kinda llike at japanese restaurants. They are serving some meat and we are discussing fat content.

I was riding my bike behind a car full of my boys. They were in my friends silver mustang, that car is fast and loud (but i'm faster and louder..). We passed a group of kids that I knew so I pulled over. I kicked down the kickstand and threw my leg around the bike, and started walking over to them. I took my helmet off and called out one of the kids because he owes me money. He's talking shit while they're all walking towards me but I'm ready to square up with him. I turned around because I figured my boys would have my back but they must never have pulled over because there was no one behind me. So I keep walking over to this group of kids and they keep walking towards me, verbally going back and fourth everyones getting heated. When we got close enough we started swinging at each other..

..then I woke up. Looked at the time, and realized that I was late for work. Again.

Dream 1

I'm scaling a cliff face to look for a good spot to watch the waves at the beach. I see the waves starting to get too big and almost splashing up to my feet. I decide try and get off the cliff but have a hard time trying to find a grip and start getting a little worried about falling. I see an image flash of Lioni Messi the football player being in the same situation and casually taking selfies.

I'm now at a paddock which holds Janes horses. I'm in charge to feed them. I run down the paddock with some peanut butter in my hand, as it usually gets the horses attention and know it's feeding time. One of the horses realisers and tries to get to me but the gates are closed. As I get close to gate the horse jumps and makes a bit of a run for it. The horse looks beautiful and I give it a bit of a pat.

The horse and I are now inside a complex and I see that the horse is heading over towards a door which I hope doesn't open by itself of we may have a horse on the loose. The door opens and the horse makes a run for it. I'm pretty pissed off. I see that a doctor comes through the same door as the horse left out of and he's pretty angry at me. He explains that the horse has an infection of worms and that it will probably spread through out the hospital.

I'm now having a chat to my Dad and he mentions about selling cars that you ended up getting the most out of and compares the 2 situations, that and the horse issue to be complete opposites.

Dream 2

I'm at Blaxland and I see that the FIFA World Cup Final is being shown. I didn't want to watch the game because It was only highlights and was going to catch the full game highlights later that day. I keep watching the TV and see the following, Italy almost scores off a free kick, Italy win the World Cup and can see one of their players raising the cup, Italy came back from 0-1 to win. Not too sure if it went to penalties. Im a bit pissed off at my brother who could have changed the channel.

Dream 3

I'm at home smell something odd and don't know what it is. Dad puts some washing out in the pouring rain. The back sliding door is different and it opens like a door or slides if you choose. I go into rumpus room and I see a metal bottle about the size of a 1.25ltr or bigger. It's pretty hot and I roll it over and notice that it's left a burn mark. I think straight away that Dads going to be pissed off.

He's still outside putting washing on clothesline and I tell him about what has happened but I don't think he fully heard what i said.

Dads now inside and I tell him again about what I just told him and he's surprised about what I'm saying. I show him the burn mark and surprisingly he's not as upset as I first thought. David's on the coach and he pleads his case on what has happened.

I notice that there was a big unit in the rumpus room and see that my water distiller is connected to it. It stands about 6.5ft tall. I detach the distiller off of the top and see if it fits into any of the holes down near the bottom of the unit.


Dream 4
Recorded at 9.00am

I'm in the car with Mum and Dave. We stop in traffic and see that there's a man on a little motorbike. He's trying to make some money by asking If the people stopped in traffic want a clipping of there finger nails i assume, as he did have nail clippers in his hands. He was attending to the car in front and doing their nails. Mum mentions about not giving this man any money. I assume she thinks his probably a junkie after some money. As we drive passed him I get a good look at him. He looks scummy looking and has a weird nose, medium dark hair.

We reach another stop in traffic and I can now see 2 little car looking things driving passed.

I'm now sitting at a table outside a McDonald's which is situated inside a shopping complex with Mum and Dave. I see those 2 small cars again drive through the McDonald's Store and park next to the register. The cars were like a food rack. The customers at the register were amazed at the 2 little cars. I see a baby sitting on one of the chairs inside the McDonald's and he's keeps laughing at something which is pretty cute.

The junkie kid from earlier is sitting at the table with us and is explaining about the UN being aliens and corrupt. Once he leaves I kind of laugh at most of what he said but agree with some things and say who knows?

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07.12.2014

The Scorpoin Still Stings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alternate life dream in which I have an older brother.

My memory has been wiped, as has my brother's. He was once overcome by darkness and tried to kidnap me as a baby to drag me along into the shadows. My family was meant to kill him, for the darkness could not be contained forever. Instead, they pulled the memories from both our minds and prayed for the past to remain hidden.

Of course, you cannot bury the past. On my brother's 13th birthday, our memories are restored and with them come the darkness that swallows his soul. I am in danger once again.

While my parents serve as distraction, I am meant to journey out to retrieve an object that will bring my brother to his ultimate demise. I have no idea what the object shall be--- only that it is hidden within an Easter Egg, of which many are scattered throughout the woods for the great hunt that is taking place on this day. I am given only one clue: "When you retrieve the egg, hold on to the sun to preserve your life."

As I run through the woods, cracking open each egg only to find bits of candy, I wonder what this riddle is supposed to mean.

Even more concerning: my parents have failed in their attempt at distracting the boy who was once my brother. He is hunting me through the forest as relentlessly as I hunt the egg. I barely stay out of his reach, using a rather deep bend of the creek to hide. He always was afraid of the water.

Suddenly, the meaning of the riddle becomes clear to me. I am submerged in the creek, reaching up toward the sunlight that sparkles brightly above me. I'm "holding on to the sun." The egg must be hidden deep underwater!

I dive deep below. Sure enough, I see an egg lying in the still water at the bottom of the creek. I grasp the egg just as the urgency for air propels me to the surface to face my brother once more.

I am angry at him now. He has destroyed all sense of peace within me, poisoning me with the paranoia of being ever hunted with not even a moment to spare for rest. I try to push him below the water to drown him. When that doesn't work, I shove him forcefully against a tree, beating his head against the hard trunk over and over again. There is no life in his eyes, as if my abuse means nothing to him. Sickened, I throw him to the side and run with the egg back to my family.

The dream disintegrates to nonsense after this point.

July 12, 2014

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Minecraft IN SPACE

I was living in a Minecraft-like world; It wasn't blocky like Minecraft, but you could build whatever you want and such, like a sandbox type game (such as Minecraft). Except there was the option to play with an extra dimensional world, where you could spawn in space and find planets to build on. It was pretty mind boggling.



So I was inside this game, and I had started off on a medium-sized asteroid. It was longer than it was wide, so I used four "sides" along the rod-like (read: phallic) asteroid to build four "sets" where stories could be acted out. The first "set" was for a tragic love story, where the husband dies in the house. The second involved a cat that didn't want to get down from on top of a piece of furniture. The third I can't remember, and the fourth was a horror-suspense where a woman's husband goes crazy and goes on a murder rampage, killing her, their dog, and their child, and some of the neighbors. He stored them all in their fridge.

So, I had used up all the space on this asteroid, and so I jumped off from one edge, because I had spotted a smaller asteroid nearby. I built a small star-base on that one, and left a tracking device on it so I could find it later. And then I pushed off from it in a random direction, and floated through space for what seemed like a really long while and an instant at the same time.

Eventually, I found a good sized planet (I assumed it was my normal dream world, but I am not sure). I landed on it in a large field that stretched as far as I could see. Everything is all good; I meet some cool people, and build a nice little house for myself as I search for new resources, but then I figure out that I can't jump with enough force to escape the gravity of this planet. And so I would never be able to see my original creation again, and would have to stay on this world forever. I was saddened by that; even though it was nothing much, I was sentimental about my first creation.

I eventually fell in love with one of the men I had met on this planet, and life seemed to be okay. Then one day, there was a huge asteroid impact, and then another one: It turned out that my original asteroid and the mini star-base had collided with another space object, setting their trajectories on a collision-course with this planet. The horror-story set was destroyed when the asteroid landed, but everything else was well intact. I was so happy, and ended up acting out one of the sets with the man I had fallen in love with. We were in the first set, but we chose a different story; a school romance (lol, someone has been reading too much manga!)

I was a student and he was my teacher, and we had a forbidden mutual love. The classroom was set up so that there was one room for the teacher, and another, larger, room for the students. The wall dividing them had holes used for communication. Each student had a section of the wall and a number of holes they used to stick their comments and questions through to the teacher on the other side. We were using it to send secret love notes.




The Most Beautiful Man in Existence

I was a student at an elite almost-all-girls school. I had a crush one of my male classmates, who just happened to be Yato from Noragami. I may have been Hiyori (the girl in that picture), but I don't remember. Anyways. The school uniform was orange jumpsuits. We all looked like prisoners. Or Chell.

The dream spanned many days (at least half of a school year) and I switched characters quite often; I was Yato for some part of it, I was a series of their friends, and one of the teachers at some point, too. By the time I was near the end of the dream, I was the best friend of the first me. Somewhere in the middle of my cycle of characters, I had been showing a picture of some famous photographer to my friends (one of which was the first me), and this guy was apparently the "Most Beautiful Man In Existence" (MBME). He wore black shiny-ish clothes, with lots of belts and buckles, and his face was always covered by a DSLR camera in the pictures, so I was skeptical. The first me was fawning over him, which made Yato-me jealous by the time I was him.

When I was the last-me, first-me's best friend, there were rumors going around school that MBME was transferring to our school. I was scowly and upset by this, thinking the first-me would fall for him instead of Yato, who was by now her boyfriend. I didn't want this MBME to get in the way of their love, and so I was all pissy about him coming to our school. I was with first-me and our friends, and she was going all gagga over the fact that he was coming here, and so I got exasperated and left to walk around outside and get some fresh air. I decided to run laps around the building, but as I rounded the corner to the front of the building, I saw a line of cars coming up the driveway of the school, from both directions (it was a two-entry half-circle type driveway). I assumed it was the new MBME. As if on cue, MBME got out of the car in the front of one of the lines, and it was just like an anime, where the roses and sparkles are in the background. He really was the most beautiful man in existence. But I shook my head to clear it, and got angry at myself. I saw a woman get out of the car behind him, probably his mom, and I did my best to look as delinquent-y and unlady-like as possible, hoping his mom would see the jail-bird-ish uniform and my behavior, and think everyone in the school was like that, and would take her son out of the school.

But I woke up before anything else happened.




Girl Crushes and Doughnuts

I was in a big mansion with a group of girls. We were all classmates, I think, and we were all on a trip together. They were all jealous of me because I was best friends with the beautiful, popular girl who everyone admired. Some of the girls even had crushes on her. And so they all basically hated me.

We were all staying in this mansion overnight, and I was in the same room as the popular best friend, and there was also a box of mini-doughnuts in our room. During the night, random girls kept sneaking in to steal doughnuts so they could give them to the beautiful best friend in the morning. Eventually I got tired of this, since my bed was right next to the door, and I grabbed all the doughnuts and hoarded them under my blankets, and locked the door.




Magical Rape

I wasn't any character in this dream; I merely watched the scene. I was watching from a corner of the living room in a house; a woman was cleaning and such. Then a little boy, her son, came in, soaking wet and looking mentally defeated. His mother gasped and ran to his side, but he brushed past her and continued on to his room. Then I was in his room, and he stood at his writing desk. His mother appeared in the doorway, asking what was wrong, and then she saw a toy (it was like a top, but not quite a top. IT was yellow with red and blue and green patterns at the handle of it) directly between the boy's legs. She looked horrified, but when she checked for blood on his pants, was relieved to see that there was none. But the boy merely said "It's different..."

The mother looked aghast at him, shaking her head. "No... it can't be...!"

The boy took of his pants and (here it gets really weird and I don't know what the heck my subconscious was on) turned, revealing black patterns extending from his anus. They were magical marks, signs of a curse. Then the POV zoomed in on that and went up the boy's ass.... Like I said, weird, and I don't know why the heck I dreamed it.

Dream started with my Father Mother and brother all inside Father room , it was near night we were discussing what place will go to. That's when we all agreed that the place that cost $500,000 was best , I began to become excited that this was going to happen and couldn't wait for it. I ask my Father does he think he could do this every several months however he did not answer and continue to lay down watching television. That's when we all fell asleep that's when the next day began and the sun began to rise up. I got up to my surprise my brother has already been waiting for me to wake up, I knew today was the day for the trip so I felt excited again and quickly went inside the bathroom to prepare. As I am in the bathroom I look at myself in the mirror and realize I had facial hair and a lot of it, it was very long. I then starting thinking when I woke up why wasn't my brother surprise about the new appearance but decided to accept it and thought it must've all grew over last night. I came out and waited with my Mother and brother for Father to arrive however I knew this was going to take hours and decided to fall back to sleep. The scene began to change and the alleged dream began I was in my elementary school however it was 3rd person point of view, I saw this boy who was ask by another kid to watch his cat . The boy agreed to watch over his cat as he went inside the school however right after the cat owner leaves the boy snatches the cat and went behind the school. He sat there talking to the cat telling the cat that it had to die as he didn't want to be caught and knew the cat owner were suspect him if he steals it. A police guard started walking toward his direction and this made the boy panic to where he decided to run leaving the school off in to the woods and I never saw the boy again. I then wake up from this dream and got out of bed , it was night and I began getting excited realizing he'll be here. I went out to the living room and look through the window and saw Father coming inside. I started running around in joy in till I trip on the ground and fell. I got up and went inside Father's room looking for other stuff my Father enter inside as well and told me he won't be able to do it this night as he car needed to be fix. I told him I understand and decided to go back to sleep, that's when I back in the other dream where the police was talking to the cat owner saying he did see a orange hair kid running away which made the cat owner angry. That's when 3rd person point of view was gone and I finally realize I had my own body again. The police officer, a commander and the cat owner come toward my way and I realize I needed to walk with them. As we all walk the scene change to a door which I open it and left the door open for the commander and others to enter in. We all appear in my living room, it was dark blue outside through the windows which told me that it was soon to be night. As we stood there the commander decided to hit the cat owner in the face, the cat owner began to panic and ran all the way upstairs. I notice this and began thinking again wondering if commander is going to attack me as well, he was in the kitchen and began gliding after he did a loud howl he starts flying viciously. I began to panic and decided to run toward him to fight, as we collided he disappear and I hit the front door with my face. I became lucid however I could not stop flying around I had no control of it as I am flying around I tell myself to stay calm and to try landing. My flying began to get lower itself as it enough for me to start walking, I still felt like there was a force pushing me away. I also felt very light headed I wonder if I had any dream control but knew it can't be much I had a hard time stopping that. I test to see if I could make a DC appear by closing my eyes however it did not happen and knowing the chance that this could wake me up I did it anyway. I woke up. Lucidity Time : 55 seconds