non-lucid

I'm in a room completely white. I'm waiting for I don't know what.
Suddenly a wall start to tremble as something wanted to come out of it.
And in fact, a cannonball is shot against the other wall.
But the ball is simply ink and when it smashes the wall it starts to write and draws things.
They are comics, but about my past life.
It's funny see everything like a cartoon.
Ink cannonball are shot from a wall to another for a big while, and a lot of scenes come out.
I like it, but at once my bf came in the room, just in time to see a comics relating to him, saying he must leave in a few minutes to go and serve in army.
He prepares some jeans, asking me to sew together some of them.
Then he looks at me with a sad and resigned smile and touches my face as I start to cry... and wake up.

I'm in a music shop, looking for a old vinyl disc of my dad.
My mother accidentally sold it and now I'm angry that I have to re-buy it double price.
As I'm still looking for it, a girl comes and I see she is interested in the disc I was looking for.
I approach her, but she hides the disc behind the back and she does not want to hear any reason, as she found it and the disc is hers!
I'm desperate and as last try I tell her that I have the first cd of Nirvana. She is a lot interested, but still does not want give me the beloved old disc.
St once she asks me to ask her out. I don't like her, but I do and she says 'okay, but you will pay my drinks'! I laugh.
We go out, without paying anything, and the owner of the shop closes it up and comes with us.
We go to a Nirvana concert but we sing U2 songs and everyone looks at us soooo weird! But we don't care at all.
I buy some tea drinks, but it tastes like milk and I wake up.

I'm choosing some flowers to bring home, but every time I collect one from the grass, it withers in a second.
I think I'm really bad, as I should take care of life, instead of ruin the grass, so I come back and put again the flowers in their place.
Amazingly the flowers stick again to the grass and they seem happy to be back.
But then a pitbull comes and eats them.
I try to chase him, but he starts to chase me. So my dog comes and as she is fighting to keep the pitbull away from me, she communicates mind to mind with me and asks me to go and buy a 'blank pistol'.
I go and in the meanwhile I also buy just one shoe with iron heel.
When I get back to the fight my dog already won, so I put her the leash and we go home.

I'm in my old room, my sister is trying to come in, but I locked myself in, to stay in peace.
I'm writing in my old journal, something like ''I want to run away''.
Then I stop writing as some ladybugs come in from the window.
After few seconds my bed is totally red. I think it is a signal for me to go and I prepare.
The radio is on and I'm listening some news. They say there is an invasion of ladybugs, and everyone feels compelled to leave.
I think I'm not going to do what everyone is doing, so I decide to stay, but the ladybugs get angry at me and start to jump on me.
I like ladybugs, but after a while I look at whatever insect I start to feel first repulsion, then panic.
In fact I start to panic and I try driving them away with my hands.
I'm not able and and when I look at my mirror, I don't see any insect on me, just my face and my body covered in blood and a paper knife in my hand.
I wear just a short white t-shirt, but it is totally tore up and stained of blood.
I'm scared my parents can see me like that and so i change my mind and decide to leave like everybody else.
I look at the mirror again and I wear that white shirt, but cleaned, not anymore stained of blood.
I feel relieved, but then mirror shows me someone is looking at me from the windowsill and I wake up frightened.

I'm preparing my suitcase for a holiday. Something like go and climb Everest. Not sure.
I lock my suit and then I notice I forgot to put in some things, but it's really late and the airport is so far to reach.
I'm barefoot and so I decide to reach the airport walking in the beach.
The sand is really hot and the suitcase is heavy, so I decide to leave it under the sand, in order to recollect it when I'll be back.
I arrive to the airport and they stop me for controls, as it's very weird traveling without any luggage.
Two policemen talk each other and they decide I'm not allowed to fly.
I'll be take on board as a luggage!!!!
So, as everyone is going upstairs, they escort me downstairs.
I'm angry as they treat me like a criminal and I try to tell them to do not touch me, as they hold both my arms.
They get angry at me and push me through a hole in the ground, to reach the rest of the luggages.
I find a weird position, with my back leaning a sarcophagus and I notice I would fit perfectly in there.
I realize there are some archaeological remains in there and I start to study them.
But someone comes and says loud that I'm falsifying the evidences of a crime.
I'm ashamed, but when the girl is gone I take the evidences and delete my fingerprints.
I finish just when we land and everyone above is clapping their hands because the land was really good.

I'm with my dog to the usual butcher's shop, buying the usual 5 kg of chicken.
As usual they ask me if I eat all of that chicken and I answer that it is for my dog who is intolerant to meat except for chicken.
I pay and, as usual, one of the assistants throws a piece of BEEF to my dog, who invariably swallows and I'm sure she will vomit everything in some hours!!
Of course I'm grateful they love my dog and always give her some delicacies, but for God's sake, I'm telling you that she is allergic and you give her that beef meat??
I woke up and I smile, as my dog is dead and I'm always happy when I can live some moment with her.
I'm in my bed thinking to have dreamed about my dog, but it's late and I need to prepare for work.
I have a breakfast and I go to my old job. I'm preparing documents for a visa.
I work all the day (the dream was long and boring), when it's almost time to go home, my boss comes and says we need to do a little job. It will take a little time, he says, but every time he says it, we are going to stay at least two hours, and they won't pay me for the overtime!
I'm angry but I keep working and I think it was better the dream about my dog and THEN I wake up!!

I'm playing poker online.
The problem is that I'm not playing in my notebook and the keyboard is weird, there are just numbers and someone explained me that I have to learn ''combinations'' of numbers to write words.
I'm really slow at this and I feel really dumb.
And also when I want to write numbers the keyboard refuse to obey and the screen shows an enigmatic phrase which invites me to watch out of the windows and calculate the speed of the wind.
I look at my window but I don't feel like get up and go to watch out, as I'm feeling really tired, so I write ''I'm tired'' on the keyboard and finally the screen says that the password is correct and I have gained a bonus of 350,000$ to play poker online.
I'm happy, but suddenly I notice I lost the poker tournament I was playing, which was required to gain the bonus!!!!

I'm just getting aroung the beach, playing volley, and sweating a lot under the sun.
The net is really high and I tell the referee that he confused us with men. But he makes me notice that there ARE some men in the court.
I look around and I finally see that a girl, even wearing a bikini, IS a man.
I feel ashamed, as having a man in my team, is cheating.
I decide to play in second line, to stay away from him, and I start to bump the balls.
I notice the players of the other team always throw the ball to the girl next to me. She is not good at all and I always push her away to bump the ball.
At once I understand she PRETENDS to be unable to play, just to make the other team winning!
I'm really angry and every time the ball go towards her, I push her on the ground and get the ball.
Finally she gets angry at me and comes towards me pushing ME to the ground.
She is too stronger for being a woman, and in fact she is a MAN! And he puts his foot on my chest. I take his foot with both my hands in order to breathe, but I'm unable to free myself.
At once a girl identical to the one with the foot on me, gets close to us, and says 'what now?'.
She looks at me badly, ready to kick my face, and I bite her leg. She screams and then gets closer to kick my face, and as I'm desperately trying to avoid her foot I woke up.

I'm in an English pub, having an energetic drink. I'm reading that caffeine is not good when you are trying to have lucid dreams ()...
I keep reading and reading news and news.
Every time I finish with a newspaper, I go and buy another one.
I'm tired to read, but I can't help to keep reading and read it all, even the ads!! I even complete a sudoku in the game page!!!
I think I read at least twelve newpapers, English, French, Spanish, Italian newspapers, everything I could!
Finally, I look around and I notice a man in a corner, writing with the left hand.
I recognise George Martin (the author of one of my favourite saga A Song of Ice and Fire).
I'm unsure if I have to go to him and ask if he needs any help to end up with the last two book of his series, as I have some good ideas.
[I]haha soo funny... ME helping HIM to write his book!!!!
I'm 'behind' the dream this night and I laugh at myself, and I think sarcastically ''come on, girl!! Instead of offering him your useless help, ask him when the hell he will publish his new book, as all the world is waiting for him to finish it! [I]
I suddenly leave my seat and I approach him and I ask ''when the hell are you going to publish the book''...
I woke up astonished as I could not believe I asked it for real!!!!!!!!! The ME in the dream NEVER does what I tell her to do!!!!
I tell my dream to my bf and we laugh a lot when I say that I cheekly asked George Martin when the HELL he will publish the new book.
I always complain about it as Martin is so slow to complete the books and I'm anxious to know how the saga will finish!! I say again something like that and I think how many times I said it! AND I WAKE UP!!

Here we go... it was a month without this nightmare showing up....

I'm ready for jogging.
It's evening and, as I'm starting to run, I think I have to go faster, as that THING could find me.
After a little while it starts to rain. It's a light rain, so I decide to go on.
I'm going up a hill now, it rains stronger and I start to be scared as I feel something is following me.
I can't see anything behind me, but I know IT hides itself behind trees and shadows.
I'm totally soaked. I see a house and I think I would gain some time running through that house, so I step in through an open window.
The room is a kind of Library, but as soon as my feet touch the ground, I notice it is flooded.
The water reaches my knee and it's hard to run there.
I think I can't die now, as I'm supposed to read all the books in that room.
That though makes me stronger and I keep running.
I keep opening doors and doors. The rooms are all the same, sort of Libraries, but every room is more flooded than the previous one.
Now water reached my hips and there are some creatures swimming around me.
Also I heard something stepped on from the window I came in, and I'm sure IT is closer now.
I start to panic but I can't run faster, as water reduces my speed.
Also there are those creatures, kind of alive seaweeds and big fishes, wrapping and brushing my legs.
I'm horrorized every time they touch me, but finally I'm able to get out of that house through another window.
It rains really strongly now, I can't see where I'm going, and that THING almost reached me.
I feel IT one step behind me. I can't stop and I'm panicking more, and I feel IT is going to catch me.
IT is a kind of enormous sheet. Floating in the air and trying to wrapping me.
As soon as he gets closer, I feel IT touching my legs and arms, and every time it envelops me more.
At the end IT is all around me. No rain anymore, but the wind blows between the sheet, preventing me to run without stumbling.
There's nothing else than that sheet around me, IT slams and bangs and beats and flaps all around me.
I feel frightful and run faster, but it is so awful and apaling and I'm so damn tired that all I want is surrender.

I always wake up in the same way, sitting in my bed, totally sweat, with goosebumps, and with my hand on my heart pounding like crazy.
I always wake up when I feel like surrender, but I never saw the end of the nightmare.

I'm in a train station. I need to reach an unknown town.
I'm supposed to reach my mum who travels with my little nephew.
I have two possibilities. I could take a direct train, but it is always so crowded (and I hate crowded places), or a little train who brings to an intermediate station where I need to take another train.
Of course I take the little train. It follows a weird way, kind of avenue along the sea. Really stunning panorama.
Someone is trying to steal my purse, but I make him noticed that his attempt was not professional. And I teach him how to steal an iphone without being caught! He is happy and goes away trying to steal around. He didn't know I stole his iphone!!
The train reaches the new train station and I get off and start to walk towards the next train. There are not sidewalks, just flowers and blue butterflies.
The new train is not nice like the one before. I'm aware there are thieves, but they are real criminals, killers, so I need to be careful.
Finally we get the main station where I'm supposed to meet my mum and nephew.
I look at the board and then go to the right platform. I suddenly see my mum, but something is wrong, as I notice the absence of my nephew.
My mum says she forgot the little kid on the train. I'm desperate and I go up in the train. Everyone is still getting off, so it's so hard to progress. At once I kneel and after a while I identify a little girl, looking for someone.
When I almost reach her, a bearded man takes in arm my nephew. I inmediately recognise Red John (the torturer serial killer in the police television series The Mentalist).
He informs everyone the kid is his daughter.
My nephew starts to cry and I call her. She looks at me, and she smiles between the tears and pulls her arms towards me. But the criminal holds on her and he says that I AM the criminal, torturing and killing a lot of PAPER as I write with a QUIL. ''Who can be so bad to write with a quil??? Just a criminal like me!'' he tells everyone!
Everyone looks bad at me and I know I have a single shot to win the war with him.
So I assert that he is DEAD, as the Mentalist killed him in the last episode. BUT he cannot know it, as the episode broadcasts just in United States!!!! So smart of ME!!!
He is confused and I know I won and I slowly get close and take the girl and I start to sing a lullaby to calm her down.
My nephew touches my face and I wake up.

My bf woke me up touching my face as I was babbling... .
To notice: 1) the train stations are always the same ones since a lifetime, but I think they exist only in my dreams. I never was there! 2) I never saw one whole episode of The Mentalist, but I read the plot and I saw the web video where the hero killed Red John. 3) I really can't remember the Red John face, and I dunno why I dream about a bearded man! 4) I don't write with a quil!! .

I'm going to visit my grandmother. The road to go is the same as always, but I think things are changed too much since I was a little girl.
For example there are some bus stops which close you inside and become a kind of taxi, ready to bring you to emergency, if you need.
Suddenly it is almost night and the road becomes a sort of jungle.
I'm going to my home now. It's a bungalow down the beach, but it has the bathroom outside and you need to walk three-four steps to reach it.
The problem is that there is an aliens' invasion. They are monkeys. They never come into the houses, but they kidnap you as you go out at night. So even going to the bathroom is very dangerous.
I need brushing teeth, so I check outside and I go fastly to the bathroom outside and I close myself inside.
I have a kind of mental connection with a girl when I'm outside. I feel this girl since a lot of time, I think since she was kidnaped.
These aliens take human people as teddy bears, just to sleep with them at night, wrapping their arms around the body and staying.
If the teddy-human moves or tries to escape, they hold them stronger and start to eat their heads from behind.
It is happening right now to that girl I'm connected with. I felt her pain very strongly as I was outside. I ask myself where her alien hides her.
I remember it's time of News, so I come back in, as I'm still brushing.
Then again go out and go in the bathroom.
The lights are off, as I was sure I left them ON.
I didn't switch the light on though, as I just need to wash my hands.
So I do, but at once a hand take my hand in the dark and I scream so loud.

I woke up with my hand totally asleeped UNDER my body. It seemed the hand of another person!
The touch of the other hand in the dream was so lucid that I tought that I made to become lucid.
But then I woke up and I realized that it was just an illusion, but I'm not sure.
Also, even if it was totally dark I saw the monkey hand.
It was littler than mine but the grab was sooo strong.
Took a few time to sleep again and dreamed again. Can't absolutely remember the dream which came after it, but when I woke up again, I recalled the dream about the monkey, as I didn't want to forget it. I was totally sure I would remembered the last one without recalling it. BUT I was wrong as I FORGOT!!
Anyway, fell aslept and dreamed again.

I'm with some friends and relatives to the old vineyard of my daddy.
We are doing a BBQ. Suddenly we ear some planes coming.
They are stealth, black, beautiful. But when they come closer, they start to transform themselves in weird airplanes, like Transformers. At the end they look like enormous lego constructions!
We realize world war started and we are not going to win. In fact the only flying objects we have are helicopters which are coming slowly, trying to catch the stealth.

I woke up again. Still can't remeber the second dream, even it was vivid at the time

I'm in a big ship, there is a storm. I feel dizzy, can't stand, but for some reasons I need to find some attendants.
I reach a open space, I feel better, but the danger is not off and finally I see a guy, fighting to keep the control of the big ship.
He tells me to push a button every time he tells me to do it.
I feel like vomit, too much rolling, but I obbey.
I don't know how many times I push the button, but every time I do, I feel proud as I push it BETTER than before (ahahahah... as if pushing a button was sooo hard.. such a thing!!! ).
The storm seems to be almost over but the guy keeps to give me the order.
As I'm waiting for it, I focus on my life, but when I'm there to keep a crucial decision, the guys says loud the order and I come back to the initial situation... and so for a lot of times... starting again and again, not from the point I left, but from the beginning!!! I feel like I'm thinking very slowly, as my thoughts were so heavy and I can't process them fastly as I wanted to.
Finally the guy says it is over and we can go for a coffee.

Of course the smell of the coffee woke me up!
Lately I started to watch at my hands, for the reality checks. It seems does not work, as I pushed that button thousand times in the dream, but NOT ONCE I watched at my hands!!!

I'm in a unknown hotel, with some friends (it seems they are my friends, but I never saw them in my all life ).
It's a kind of meeting between parents and sons, so we are supposed to go down in the hall and have a dinner together, but it's like all of us are there for some dirty party. We are not going to dinner at all!! Girls are wearing sexy undergarments and there are two guys wearing only jeans.
I'm not horny, and neither the girl friend supposed to sleep in my same room.
We both are bored and we willingly stay and sleep, but we already agreed to go in another room for the dirty party, so we prepare and go.
When we get the party room, they are already 'in action' !
Me and the other girl sit close on a sofa, having an alcoholic drink, and start to touch each other, but there is not any emotions... I look at a very sexy girl, kissing a handsome guy and I feel sorry I was so late... At once he looks at me and we instantly decide we had enough and left the room party to go somewere and play some poker.
BUT we are in deshabille and as soon as we leave the room, we see people shocked for us to wear so little clothes, so we take a lift and start to play poker in the floor.
In the meanwhile the lift doors keep opening and closing and people watch at us scandalized, especially when I drop the shoulder pad on purpose.
We pretend to be ashamed in front of people, but when doors close we laugh like crazy .
Cards I got are useless (3 4 off) and it seems he got a good point, so I bluff 'all in' to push him to fold, but he accepts the challenge and go all in too.
Of course I win having flush and he, exasperating, says to go to the bed. I think 'I did it!!' and I wake up when the dream start to finally be interesting!

To be noticed: I don't drink alcohol but I added a avatar of a girl supposed to drink alcohol in an account of mine, and I played poker yesterday night...

I'm hungry and I'm going to my old university kanteen. I meet a guy from secondary school. He told me that my professor finally corrected the homeworks and I'm a bit scared as I didn't apply so much lately.
I see the prof going to the school, but he lost all the papers with our essays. They are on the floor.
I take them and start to look for mine.
There are weird marks on each composition. Usually he puts a number from 2 to 10, now I see just high numbers, something like 2434,56...
I found my essay, he didn't find so much mistakes, but he didn't like my way to write and he wrote I'm too direct and I need to mediate my thoughts before writing them.
I'm upset and I keep walking towards the kanteen.
I got there and I met an old man I worked with in the past. He tells me that the kanteen is for poor people now, and I see there are some kids with their faces totally burnt. I feel sad for them and I decided to help in the kitchen.
But the man reaches me in the kitchen. He is totally naked. I remember someone told me that today is the day of the naked men , so I'm not surprised and I keep cutting pieces of pizza. But the old man approaches me to see how I'm working and this makes me nervous. I dissimulate and I start to joke him telling to wear an apron because his nudity can bother the kids and anyway he cannot compete with at all about length!!