26/12/15 Not much, a fragment about flour. I think there might have been another little dream but I've forgotten it since then.
I slept about for 2 hours. Woke up 5 to 5PM. I recall the last dream: I dreamt about being in a house, the house of my grandfather, and going to the bottom of the hall, where there is a bedroom. The beginning of the hall was very similar to a house where i lived 15 years ago, when i had five. In the bedroom which was more or less as an earlier bedroom is, i was with my cousins talking about soda, and how you need to wait 24 hours after you have drank some to do sports or something like that or else you die or something similar. I drank some so i was at the beginning interested and i wanted to know more, so they were explaining me taking turns but one told me one thing and the other told me another so at the end i got really angry and i didnt hear any of them and walked back to the hall. I entered my grandparents room angry and there were some tickets about soda which i wanted to read or destroy and i saw my grandparents layed down in their bed, so i said sorry really angry even with them and i went away and in the room i was saying to myself never to trust them again, although the dying thing was true i think. The room has changed its size and form. It was bigger now and it was like a barn. I was in a bunk and i had some ice in my hand, and i saw my cousins on the floor. It was a tall bunk and i had no better idea to throw it to their backs so they felt the cold, so i did it like joking. But i got a retaliation from them, specially the youngest one which got angry and had 6 times more ice than i did. She started throwing to the wall and it always bounced and hit my head. She did that about 5 times and then she picked up the ice again and did it again. She was angry but i was just joking. But since i noted her anger i decided to escape that tall bunk and get off the room. So i did it, while she was throwing me ice cubes i began to get down the bunk, that i imagined tall so i was more or less scared to come down so sudden but then i had like a sparkle of lucidity where i thought something like "people have to sleep in here, how can it be so tall?" so i jumped directly to the floor with full confidence in my reasoning and it resulted not to be so tall after all. I ran down through the hall and i saw a man standing at the end of it. Like if it were a school where the parents were waiting their children to come out. What was i doing in a place like that?! I thought, but since he saw that i was kinda playing he smiled, maybe remembering his infance. Would that old man be me in a future when i get old? I don't know but i knew someone was coming. It was my cousing but it transformed into my youngest cousin. I stopped paying attention to the ugly man's face and my cousing grabbed my hands, and he was furious he wanted to hurt me. He had like 5 or 6 years more than he really has. At that moment i had another sparkle of lucidity, for the worse of my mental state /which is a state in which i would hurt the child/ but it was more or less helpful for the situation. I thought "well, i am older than he is so im probably stronger in spite of how strong he is" so i started to put my thumbs into his palms and do strength until it hurted him, and after some seconds it really worked, so i did it a couple of times and he realeased me and he stopped bothering me seeing that i could respond and i was stronger. Like i said mental states like that, probably reaction of anger, which produce the potential for action are not desirable, since i have experience /with my sister/ that it doesnt bring good results, but it was needed for the situation so i decided to act and free myself. And in the kitchen where we were the dream ended. Conclusion: To conclude this entry i might say that i dreamt about a low changing scenario where i remember the details of the changes. I also payed attention to some changes in regards to dream characters which one has to notice in a dream. I had sparkles of lucidity which is the most important part of the dream, meaning that im exersicing my reasoning mind, not outside dreams with methods such as ADA or ADSA but rather in dreams, in situations. The scenario could have been more vivid, well actually at the end it more or less was since when i saw the old ugly man, probably of age 55 to 60, i saw a television in the corner and a door some steps to my back. But anyways that was not enough, it could even be more vivid than that. For example the walls or the floor with more details although it is unnecesary.
Updated 12-30-2015 at 05:34 PM by 53430
so this happened out of nowhere, which is cool Dream I don't know what inspired it or even what came before. The first thing I remember at this point is thinking that this was probably a dream, and then taking the time to confirm it with a quick nose pinch check. Then, in the dream, I was close by DC, so I decided to go roam the cool marble buildings in that area. And, on the spot, I came up with a rad new way of flying where... basically, I spoke to the ground, and a column of hot air would rise and lift me, and I would basically become a flying squirrel. I mean, I didn't physically have the flaps between my limbs, but I would fly as if I did. Not sure what inspired THAT ability, but it was actually very effective. So I used that to infiltrate some marble building. At some point some dude showed up like he was my faithful companion on my journey or somethin', but I kinda had no idea who he was in the dream OR in waking life. At any rate, I just kind of accepted that he was my buddy. At this point I was close to the roof of this building, still inside it, and I came to a part where wherever I was (maybe in the vents or something?) opened into a back room whose floor was at the building's ground level. Wayyy down there, I could see a security guard getting into a jeep and about to drive off, and I kiiiiind of wanted to fly down there and take the jeep for myself, but I wasn't sure I wouldn't just splat on the floor if I tried jumping or flying down. So I went another way, which took me to a large garage-looking sort of area, with a whole array of jeeps, including a sparkly pink one that I took. I think my companion might've taken another one. There was a sort of driveway leading out, and presumably right off the edge of the building. I decided to go for it, wanting to know how it feels to be in a car plummeting off the edge of a building: would I be able to jump out and fly to safety? Would I be stuck in it, and would it somehow land safely if I was? But the dream had other ideas, so when I drove up the driveway it merely opened onto a ground-level street made of pale cobblestone. It was a sunny day, the houses around were adorable, it was all very nice. I drove off, sort of no longer lucid, and I'm not sure what happened next. I woke up, realized that I'd had a lucid dream, and tried to get myself out of bed to write it down. When that didn't work, I tried to go back over the dream to cement it in my memory, only to find that I was inserting new things into the dream that hadn't actually happened, as if I were still half-dreaming. And then I fell back asleep and had another somewhat lucid dream. Dream This one had much the same flavor as the other dream, with some sneaking around on government rooftops, only this time I was trying to assassinate a visiting queen. It wasn't too difficult; I pretty much just had to drop through a skylight, and maybe it had the same "falling assassination" thing that Dishonored has, because just dropping through the skylight seemed to cause her death somehow. So then I would climb back out and try to avoid the inevitable guards freaking out. At some point, this dream got interrupted by another, where I was at Stone Harbor, on the beach. The waves were (as usual) a bit strong for my tastes, so I was standing back by a ... I don't know what these are called, architecturally, but it was basically a hallway with column-framed openings facing the beach. I was standing against the back wall with my sister, and I must've looked away from the waves for a bit, because when I looked back there was a half-tsunami looming over the people in the water and on the beach. I watched in astonishment and horror as it crashed down, then turned to my sister and said "I would've died if I'd been there!" I think I had the idea that everyone else in the water could handle that sort of thing, but I specifically would've straight-up died due to my pitiful lack of wave-surviving ability. The wave rushed all the way up the beach with such force that it slapped into the back wall, though by that time it was only about ankle height. The next couple waves were like that, too, and at some point I became aware of the fact that there were small children in the water who were probably screwed. At the same time, I had this wondering impression that they could handle being tumbled by a massive wave, thanks to their baby fat, which, in my mind, rendered them virtually invincible. There was some bit about us leaving Stone Harbor, and dad being there and being annoying, and then the dream switched back to my being a queen-assassinator, which isn't a word but I like it anyway. I was doing more marble rooftop roaming, this time with my brother and a vague sense of lucidity. I decided to give something a try, one of my would-be dream powers: the blink move from Dishonored. Essentially, the idea was that I raise my hand and cause a glowing rune sort of thing to appear on the ground some distance away. Then, when I released it, I would be teleported directly to where the rune was. It worked incredibly well, so that marks the first time I've successfully teleported in a dream. I lined up a rune behind a patrolling guard, teleported to it, and then tried to take him down... and sort of failed. He kept going, not noticing my presence (somehow), and I teleported behind him again. This time I think it worked. By now we were in a small shed type place on the roof, where the guard had intended to access some sort of guard-only device for whatever reason (I know at SOME point, guards trying to sound the alarm had been some sort of issue, but it's hard to remember). My brother was now nowhere to be seen, as a second, far more burly security guard rushed in and saw me. Since I'd been spotted, it seemed that my only hope was to fight this guy, who was an odd mixture of muscle, fat, and sheer, intimidating size. He was also wearing a dark blue wife beater, and the impression I got from him was that he was some sort of higher-up unbeholden to the rules or a dress code, a guy with the power to follow his own inclinations, a somewhat loose cannon who was nevertheless respected. I took him on, only to realize very shortly that I was going to lose. Somehow running away didn't occur to me, so I got captured instead. I was then the subject of some experimentation conducted by Mr Blue Wife Beater, or at least, my character was. At this point the dream got a little confused. There was the sense that I could break out whenever I wanted due to my overwhelming lucid power (which apparently didn't come in handy at all in hand-to-hand combat), but was choosing not to. Makes sense, I'm something of a masochist. At the same time, I was no longer my queen-assassinator character; she was a blue-eyed blonde, beautiful in a sort of anime way. The dream apparently couldn't make up its mind what was happening, because it showed her, third-person, being provoked by Mr Blue Wife Beater and trying to control her anger and fear, and then in a hospital bed, missing an arm and an eye. I think I woke up shortly after. Dreams falling apart shortly before I wake up is a trend. I wonder if it's falling apart because I'm close to waking up, or if encountering difficulties in story-telling can cause the dream to end?
Hi everyone...this is my first entry. My first dream last night was that my sister and I were on a road trip at night. Every so often we would stop, get out of the car, and climb up these towers that were there for some reason. We would go right up to the top, take turns going to the bathroom, and then climb back down. I can't help but feel like we brought something into the towers, too, I just can't remember exactly what it was. I feel like it might have been one of our pets or a movie... Another dream that I had last night was that I was in the parking lot at my church, doing bars at a gymnastics meet. (I'm not in gymnastics in real life) My grandma was the judge, and apparently I had joined gymnastics two days before. I also remember thinking that I would do exactly what Annie from Bratayley did at her meet.
There was zombies and we were running and I said "why don't we just go to our home it's always safer there" because we were going to this shelter we always went to in my other dreams and it was always crowded with zombies, so we were on our way back to my house and I was walking with my mom down the road and I was like "hey this better not of been real", so I did a reality check and it worked. So I did move my dream body but I felt my real body more and accidentally moved it haha. Anyways that was my first kind of lucid I guess in a while but I never really got to control it.
Alright, I'm really itchin' to go so I won't write much. I created (or found?) this new species of animal that was similar to a rhino. I got to sort of make up the taxonomy for it/what phylum/class/order/etc I wanted it to go in (even if it didn't quite fit for a rhino-like creature). Once I decided, it sort of changed a bit to fit the taxonomy I decided on. There was a rabbit-like creature that had "shadow" powers that basically enabled it to double-jump. It could also spray like a skunk. It was trying to get away from these barbaric carnivores, and there was a timer in the bottom middle of my vision, like a video game. When the timer ran out, the carnivores were no longer allowed to pursue the rabbit, so it just had to evade them for that long. (Like, two or three minutes I think.) However, when the timer had about 5 seconds left, the rabbit got cocky, and the carnivores caught it with one second left on the clock. He panicked, then. A person I was at TK with (can't say names, but for my own reference: she was transferred to our lodge because of a "physical altercation" and she wore a grey sweatshirt with her hair in a bun) was in my dream at some point, and she used this "outdated" device that was about, uh, like, 2/3 the size of a brick. It was white, and it was some sort of communication/sensing device, but I don't really remember what it did now. She was in the same dream as a person who I think may have also been from TK (loud voice one who likes red velvet cake and hockey?) who wanted me to back them up as they went into this criminal place where they worked in case their colleagues decided to jump them. She would walk onto this glowing colored square and disappear (apparently to her workplace), and I was to follow if she didn't come out after a little bit. Another time I find myself in this bathroom which is apparently a navy bathroom or something, at, like, a navy base or something, and it's freaking me out. Everything's wet, there's a whole bunch of growth on the floor lining the bath and lining a lot of other things. There's an extremely sticky reddish substance (kinda like old tree sap now that I look back on it, but even more of it comes off on you) at the base of the neck of the sink. When I look in the mirror, I see that I have a horrific wound on the right side of my forehead, though I can't feel it. It's as if the skin was ripped off roughly. It's old now, but still exposed. I don't touch it half out of disgust/horror and half just in case it might make it hurt. There are unbelievably large zits (maybe more like white boils?) on my forehead to the left of the wound. I guess they were about the size of, uh, like, an entire eraser from a pencil? Like when you pull it out? Maybe a bit bigger. Anyway- and lining my left jaw was some sort of greenish growth- like barnacles or mold, like an extremely infected wound. My hair was long, unkempt, and greasy/wet. I had to push it out of the way to look at the growth on my jaw and the wound on my forehead. I popped my zits at some point. I was eventually let out of the bathroom to a spartan (in decoration, not time period), grey room that was apparently part of this navy base. It wasn't so disgusting, and it was a little less dim than the bathroom. I'm apparently let out by Matt Young, an improv guy who's a part of some podcasts I listen to. There with him is the rest of the people who form Improvised Star trek, all in their Star Trek outfits. They're apparently improvising a scene, so I begin to improv with them, and I think I may have even thought that my wounds and stuff were "just improv". At some point I'm in this green yard in the daytime. Like, we're outside my house, but the yard is much bigger and flatter. Me and some other people are under this white, open, tent/tarp or whatever, and I don't remember what we're doing. These creatures that kinda look like big, stocky, capybara-ish people walk over. I don't know their intent, but one of them comes towards me with open arms. The people I'm with say I shouldn't interact with them, but I'm curious and hopeful. However, it turns out the "open arms" gesture led to picking me up over their shoulder and carrying me off. I call for help and my friends begrudgingly save me. Aaaand THAT'S the SHORT version!
Updated 12-26-2015 at 07:17 PM by 55779
I woke up a few times last night, but forgot to wbtb or write down dreams, so I forgot those. However I managed to remember my last dream. I was getting ready for school durring late morning. My house was filled with sunlight from the outside. This is unusual because when I wake up for school it's almost always dark. I began packing my backpack. I had a lot of energy and for some reason wanted to go to school. Then the bus arrived at my house. Instead of waiting at the driveway, it drove up right next to my house. This was another strange part of my dream. I walked outside where the bus was waiting. It was a briGht red jeep with metal beams for walls. I walked over to the interior which was a tan leather and almost got in when I noticed I did't have my school bag. I became really scared, and asked my bus driver to wait. The bus driver was also my old one. All of this should of triggered lucidity, but it didn't. I ran into my house to look for my backpack. My mom also began to help. It wasn't where I left it, and I began to panic. I saw other backpacks, but none of them were mine. After searching more, the "bus" began to drive away. I ran outside to tell it to wait. The driver did, but she was pissed. I went inside again, and thought I saw the bag, but when I picked it up I saw that it wasn't line. Also instead of a water bottle in the water bottle holder, there was a rubber boot. This confused me alittle, but didn't trigger lucidity. I looked outside again, and saw the bus drive away. I became really sad, and worried because I couldn't get to school. Then th edream ended. I really should of became lucid in this dream.
I had a lot of dreams last night. But most interestingly, I awoke within a black void that felt like a dream. Suddenly, with no memory of a prior dream, I became aware and could see nothing but black. I could hear the wind outside and my husband breathing but it sounded very loud as though it was inside my own head. I was confused about how that was happening. I was aware of my physical surroundings but the sensations were distinctly dream like. I tried to create my own dream and conjure up images but nothing was happening, I think because I was too fixated on trying to understand what was going on. Then I fell out of awareness.
Morning of December 26, 2015. Saturday. Dream #: 17,904-02. Reading time: 2 min 26 sec. I am with my wife Zsuzsanna in the hospital, not due to illness or injury, but we need to fill out numerous documents before the authorities can approve our marriage. It has to do with blood type and other factors. We both have applications to complete. I am annoyed as we have already been in the hospital for at least five days. I am aware of Zsuzsanna’s extraordinary beauty and familiarity in our friendship, yet we are also impatient with hospital staff. I decide that we are going to leave without filling out the last of these papers. I had written an obnoxious response to one question, which I think was all I had written on the document. I fold it up, and we get ready to leave without saying anything to the staff. It seems our examination is partly because of our lack of integration with mainstream culture. Zsuzsanna (my wife-to-be in this dream) pushes through another patient’s thin curtains that somehow lead to the hospital’s main entrance. She sits down, facing away from the big front window (to the right of the entrance from the inside view). I admire her beauty while I am standing by the hospital’s entrance. She lights a cigarette. I have a false recall she has occasionally smoked before. I am uncertain I could marry a smoker. My awareness changes. I show off by carrying a long and heavy ladder from the hospital grounds. Many couples are sitting together at small round tables, including several athletes. I shift the ladder to carry it with one finger. Farther to my right is a river or set of railroad tracks or both. I am aware only a few people are looking at me, but I also know that no one else would be able to do what I am doing. I am not sure where I am going, but I feel very happy and assertive. In an earlier scene, I am at WWTI in Wisconsin. I do not think I have classes here, but I am exploring the southeast area of the building. It seems to be an auto repair class in the same area it was in real life. (Although I did not go to it in real life, my friend Rick had.) There are classes on two sides of a big (and otherwise unattended) semi-dark room. I think about going to the class on my left, whether or not I am assigned to go, and I seem to in an offset dream. However, I am eventually back in this “mysterious” room in what is likely a “reset.” At this point, I do not feel like going to any classes, assigned or not. Instead, I want to leave through the front entrance (that is somewhat like a machine shop). It seems I may have instinctually sensed my dream’s reset (without fully understanding what it was) so I want to leave the area. I go to the double glass doors with three black horizontal bars on each pane about halfway up, but they do not fully open. (The bars may relate to a remote or magnetic function, perhaps implying the doors cannot open manually.) There is a set of three double doors in the direction of the public sidewalk, with a space between each set with barely enough room to stand. (It seems the doors might crash into each other, especially if someone let go of the outer ones). I use telekinesis to throw all six doors open at the same time (though with slight difficulty in getting them to remain open at first as they crash into each other without breaking). I confidently walk out of the building.
My dream recall was bad this morning, because when i woke up i remained layed down trying to sleep more, and therefore i don't remember so well what happened in those early dreams, and the later dreams weren't very vivid so there is a poor recall of them as well. I can point some characteristics of them, but i doubt one can understand this, anyways here it goes: I dream being in a forest, the sun is about one hour to come out, still dark.I dream being in a supermarket. I was buying a guitar or i had already a guitar with me. I was with an exfriend called Pedro.I was in the same supermarket and later on i meet a friend Oti.I dream with some friends, maybe in a house in Las Sierras de Cordoba, Argentina. Those friends are Juan and Fran. I think i had the guitar there as well. I think i discussed and fought with Oti. I think i lost Pedro. I think that we were planning to do something with Juan and Fran or we were at peace and maybe tranquil because of the place we were in. In the supermarket i was being challenged by someone random for my guitar which i selected, since there were many and that was more or less one of the best, i think it was something like a race also, that one would need the guitar in a later stage. That is all, can't recall anything else.
My dream recall has been terrible lately. So there'll be no details: There was some shooting, lots of running. I hid inside a car. A girl I hooked up with years ago was in another car hiding. We met, she was mad at me cause I was apparently killing people. We ran together. There was some more shooting and hiding.
F1 - Its a brightish day and i'm in a carpark. I help some woman with long blond pony-tail with getting stuff into her car. F2 - Travelling along a tightish tubular tunnel. Along the sides are snakes similar to those in prometheus (alien babies). I feel very threatened and spray acid from a gun at them. They die, melting in a very gory way. Still looking at me with one eye and one melting into just a dark eye socket. F3 - Still near tunnel, i'm in futuristic train compartment. I need the toilet and find a strange retangular door that opens wahlaa! but am to embarressed to use it. F4 - In dark classroom watching a video. D & M are sitting back observing. Feeling very nervous. Older kids are there, Na moves but other kid lays sprawled refusing to move. Sit down next to kid slurping a drink. I try and persuade/coerse him to behaviour. All very fraut. Feeling of low self worth. [Comments] Underlying feelings still remain regarding work. Snakes may be symbolic of kundalini supressed by xmas over eating (stomach acid).
Frag1 - famous foorballers outside a glass fronted restaurant. An area with lots of tables, I go over and talk about something, F2 - In a large school house trying to get away/hide from someone. I fly up onto a low ceiling at back of classroom it is sculpted bumpily like a rockface. I clamber as far up as I can precariously. Something is outside. F3 - In a stationary cupboard? small room getting paint for George. Loads of forms and handwritten envelopes with nice stamps and wadges of money. F4 - Zi comes into classroom after lesson to give me pencil sharpener, i am warey of him.
I think I went to bed around 01:30. Not sure what time I got up anymore. It's now 12:00. FA I 'wake up' in my bed. I can hear my little brother in the living room. From the sound of it, he's still playing COD, even though it's 05:30 or 06:30. Damnit man. I get out of bed. I walk from my room, through his room, to the hallway. I stop in his room for a moment as I realise that I can't see anything. I feel as if my eyes are closed, except that they're open. I blink hard a few times and even consider that this is very dreamlike. Then I regain my vision and carry on. I swing the door to the living room open, ready to bust my brother. The lights are on and the two sons of my neighbour are on the couch, a bit freightened by me. I'm surprised and happy to see them. I get down on a knee and hold out my arms. They come running to me and headbutt in the process. I'm certain that somewhere I was lucid for just a moment. Race I'm not sure if I'm playing a video game, but the image that I see is fullscreen. It's off a sort of worm which is floating against a bit of an orangey, cartoony, clouded background. It's head and tail are nearly touching in a circle. Someone (me?) is racing along the outer edge of the worm. When making a jump you have to be careful not to jump too far away, else you'll fly out of it's orbit.
1. I was inside of a big open room which was inside of a huge hotel. I somehow knew that I was many floors up. At the moment only me, my sister, and some random guy about my age occupied the room. The floor was covered in a gray carpet and the walls were painted white. Half of the lights were off in this huge room. It was mostly empty except for the huge grand piano in the middle of the room. It looked just like my dads. It was sleek and black. The only thing different was that it was alot longer and had alot more keys than my dads. The random guy walked over to the piano and started playing it. He was really good to say the least. My sister and I watched him play from a few feet away. His hands were swift and precise. He stops for a moment and walks around the room. I take this chance to go up to the piano and play a few notes. I pressed random keys, but it didn't sound too bad at all. The random guy came back over. "Here, I'm going to play a song and I want you to add in random notes starting from the keys all the way on the far right" he said. "Aright lets go" I reply. He starts playing a song, but I wait for the right time to join in. Eventually the song climaxes and I start playing some notes on my side of the piano. I speed up to match this dudes speed and it honestly sounds pretty good. Suddenly he stops and a ton of people walk through the doorway of the room we are in. As I turn to look to see who it is I also notice that half of the room is now filled with things. I see a bar, some tables and chairs, and wall lights that weren't there before. I realize that the majority of the people entering the room are of Spanish descent. "I don't know any of these people at all" I think to myself. Just then my mom walks through the door and comes up to me. "Are you ready for the party?" she asks me. "Sure, but I don't know anyone here" I reply. "Yes you do. That one lady over there has known you since you were a baby" she says while pointing to a Mexican lady in a pink dress with a child next to her. The lady looks up at me and gives me a look as though she's known me since forever. I notice that she has strong blue eyes. My mom takes me up to this lady and we talk. "How's everything going Cory?" the lady asks me. "Fine fine, everything's going good" I tell her. Just then my sister comes from behind me and asks if she can go to Jack-In-The-Box in my car. I tell her yes but to be careful(Haha, I'd never do that IWL). With that she walks out the door of the room we are in. I go up to the north window of the room and watch as my car drives away. I didn't even realize that my 14 year old sister was driving my car to get food. A few minutes later my dad walks in. He comes up to me and mom. "Where's Kayla?" he asks. "Oh I let her drive my car to Jack In The Box" I say. "You what?!?!" he replies. It then dawns on me what I did. "Cory she's not a good driver at all yet. I can't believe you did that!" my dad says. Wow, way different reply than what I was expecting. We all go over to the window I was looking out before and right as we do so we see my sister back in my car into the hotel parking garage. The scary thing is though is the fact that she's going in reverse at about 20 miles per hour. "Holy shit she's going to crash my fucking car!" I think to myself. "Alright well anyways, let's go to that one store to get some party stuff" my dad says. My mom and I then follow him out to the parking garage and we all get in and drive off. I recognize the area a little bit. It's the mall that I normally go to all the time in waking life. My dad parks in the parking lot of the party store and we all get out of the car. As we walk in the entrance I see my reflection on the glass windows. I notice that my hair is black. "Huh, that's odd. Must be because I haven't washed it in 3 days" I tell myself(lmfao wow). I continue my way in. As I walk through the main doors, two guys are making their way out at the same time. They squeeze past me. I recognize them, but I have no idea how as I've never seen either of them before in my life. I am now in the store and my parents take off to look around and leave me. In the very middle of the store there is a snack section where it is all snacks; the kind of stuff you'd buy at a corner store. I walk to this section. There are 2 employees wearing identical blue shirts advertising their food. There are also about 4 excited kids looking to get the snacks. As I get closer to the snacks, the employee on the left with spiked up brown hair says, "Hey, give this to me so I can buy it" and he hands me a bag of chips. "Now hand it to me" he continues. I hand him back the bag of chips that he just gave to me. "Thanks" he says. I laugh at how odd the situation was and as I do the employee looks back at me with an annoyed face. I then realize he wasn't kidding and that he was serious about his food(lmao). Suddenly my mom and dad return to me and tell me they are ready to go and have the stuff they need. They just need to pay. We get into line where the two employees that were originally advertising snacks are now checking out customers. There is a long line too, and I knew it was going to be a long wait. After a few seconds of standing in line I look at my parents and tell them, "I'll be right back. I'm going to the restroom". With that I walk off and make my way through the line of people to get to the restroom just beyond them. Right before I enter the restroom my alarm clock goes off and I wake up in waking life. 2. Me, Dylan, Patrick, and Trey were all walking through the market street of a futuristic city. The architecture of all of the buildings around us looked very slick and similar to stuff you'd see in Sci-Fi movies. We all got on a escalator that was in front of us and found ourselves being taken to a futuristic mall. The entire way down the escalator I look around and admire the city. It looks so beautiful. I get off of the elevator on the bottom and start walking towards the mall doors. My friends follow me. On the way to the doors, Dylan and I find some large squishy play swords. One is purple and the other is cyan. I pick up the purple one and Dylan gets the other. We start hitting each other and messing around. I put my sword in the back of my pants thinking it looked cool(now I realized I was merely sticking a play sword in the back of my ass, but not in it though lmao). I can feel the sword go into my boxers and I think to myself "This feels really weird. But hey it looks cool so I'll keep it like this". About 50 feet away from the doors I see Riley waiting. "Damn, I haven't seen her in forever. She's fucked up for making that one guy kill himself. I can't believe she cheated on him" I think to myself. I take the play sword out of my ass to prevent from looking stupid. We finally reach the doors. Right as we are about to open them we all stop. We wait, just standing there for no reason. Riley looks at us. "Why the fuck are we just standing here?" Trey says. "I have no idea" I say. We then proceed to move again and open the mall doors and walk inside.
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