dream fragment

i was in a building and my mom and family where there and i looked out side and it was flooding i told them and they where freaking out then i saw a big bag and said lets close the end of the bag bag and fill it with air then it worked and then i woke up

Sometime between 7/12/2012 And 7/15/2012 Fragments
I was with L and she was having an emotional moment at a bar we were at she was crying cause everything was beautiful and pointed at the beer taps and said something along the lines of "Oh my god they have so many beers" with teary eyes. The bars beer taps seemed to be made out of cardboard and her tears were very large the bar looked much like the bar at my old job but we were on stools. The feeling of the dream was nice I though L was cute.

I was in a room with a group of my friends and L, she went into the bathroom and my friends started hitting on her we were in my friend J's house except the furniture and some rooms were rearranged differently and the house was smaller I got defensive but realized I was doing so and it was pointless so I stopped. The general feeling in the dream was comfortable even with my friends hitting on L.

I was running around a mall/auditorium with S and we were sort of playing a game but for a she stopped with excitement in her eyes and we kissed we then morphed together into this strange thing that grew taller sort of had the texture of clay with parts rotating in different directions (First morphing dream ever)

I was in a mall again and I was exploring for a while I made my way upstairs and saw someone I'd never met before but seemed to know in my dream we made plans to meet up and have a beer.

Date: 12/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 11.18pm

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

Dream 1 - 1.32am
I am rather drunk, I am sat on a chair, wobbling a bit and conversing with other people. I am wearing a white shirt and black suit jacketThis is my favourite outfit for events, parties etcI start to unbutton my shirt, fumbling as I do because I've drank way too much. I'm not even sure why I'm undoing my shirt. I leave it laying open. I start bragging to another guy sat opposite me, about something which I don't remember. He doesn't believe what I'm saying but I don't care. Someone calls me on my phone, asking if I can give them a lift home, I agree and arrange to meet them outside. I watch out the window and see them arrive, so I go to meet them. I would never drink and drive in RL!

Dream 2
I am in a room with my bf and our nephew. They both want to watch an Anime series but I don't, however I give in and put it on. They both watch in silence. The TV is large and located in the doorway of the room, very inconvenient. However nobody passes. The boxes for the DVDs are yellow with black writing. The storyline of the Anime is a young Japanese boy fighting aliens trying to take over the world. I keep adjusting the angle of the TV so I can see, and then I settle into a green folding chair to watch.

Dream 3 - 7.52
I go to my mum's house. There is a stranger staying with my mum, a young blonde American woman. She explains the stranger recently split up with her bf, and has nowhere to go, so my mum has let her stay for a while. I don't really like the stranger and think my mum shouldn't be taken advantage of, but I don't say anything. My bf keeps being nice to the stranger, and I get annoyed with him. She is selling a gold car to make back some of the money the bf stole when they split up, it seems like she has had a rough time and I ease up a bit on her. We sit inside her car, and load some of our belongings into it, and decide to go on a road-trip. I suggest we visit 'Felix the Cat tattoo Studio' in Birmingham, USA. I want us all to get tattooed. As we sit in the car, the girl's boyfriend comes and begins to wash the car, she tries to stop him but he insists. He thinks this will win her affection back but they just argue. I stay quiet, my hair begins to fall into my mouth, I try to remove it but it is stuck, and I am continually pulling it out of my mouth, it is also peroxide blonde. I recently bought a gold car, but it was from a man. I also got a tattoo recently, but I've no idea where Felix the Cat came into it! I have black hair, not blonde. I did wake up with a dry mouth though.

Dream 3
We are on a large, old fashioned steam train. It is open air and slow, like you would get at the seaside to take visitors around the sights. It is red and black. We are trying to get off at our flat, which is number 19, but everytime we go by (we being me and my boyfriend) our flat door is not 'ready' to open, so we stay on the train. It appears we need to press the door button as we go by on the train (it's that close to the door that this is possible) and then get off the train when it passes the door again. (So the train is on a loop) we do this, but as we pass again, the door has been open for a while because we pressed the button too early. Eventually we do this but it takes some time to get it right. I don't live in a flat or at a number 19.[/COLOR]

Dream 4 - 8.41am
I am on DV chat, talking to someone about religion. I am then making my dad a picture for his birthday, along with my sister. I look at the time and it is 3.40am.. This is the first time I have ever checked the time in a dream. I've been practicing the clock RC during the day, so this is probably why - I didn't RC in the dream though![COLOR="#00bfff"]I am then planting a tiny plant, the room is a mess thanks to my little sister.

Dream 5
I am playing on an arcade machine, like the type you get at seaside resorts and gambling places. It's one of the ones with a grabber claw hanging. I don't put any money in but it is releasing capsule type balls containing prizes ( mostly sweets) and I collect a handful of them. I decide to give them to my nephews but I don't tell them where I got them from, because then they will want them all and I don't think this is fair.

Dream 6
I am dating some guy who is out in the wilderness / the jungle as some sort of animal investigator. I try to get in to talk to him but they won't let me in as I'll ruin the investigation, however I insist and they let me in. I find him and draw pictures of him to impress him, however he is not impressed and falls in love with a monkey in the wild, and leaves me. I am pretty sad. I walk back, taking note of how beautiful the grass and trees look, and there is what looks like a coastline too.

Dream 7 - 10.16am
I am watching a friend fall in love with someone they met on the internet. I think she is gullible and silly for trusting the words of a stranger on the internet, and so I pretend to be the person, mimicking them on the internet. It works, and my friend thinks I am the person they fell in love with. I tell her to do stuff and she does whatever I say. I tell her to tattoo a butterfly onto her chest, and she does. I then tell her to let off fireworks inside a public building and she does, no one is hurt but they are scared. Eventually I am found out, and they call the police. I try to explain it was a joke just to see how far she would go, but I am jailed for a year.

i was in a party and their was people around this girl was standing right out side the window of a tall building but she came back in and she was crying saying i cant do it i cant kill my self and i ran up and gave her a hug.


i bet most of you ifyou post a comment will say aww

This is my first dream journal entry! All I can really remember is being at this location that looked very similar to the hotel Chatou Frontinac in Quebec, Canada (I have been there before once). The surroundings were not at all like what they are in real life - everything around was flat and there were some structures that were smaller versions of the hotel, they also had green roofs. I remember being behind this group of people in this long hall of arches outdoors - the posts of arches stretched about 100 meters. It looked like a parade or some sort of dance - I distinctly remember a group of girls in spandex (light green and red, like neon colors) in a cheerleading type form a couple of meters ahead of me. Then, I am touching this big object to my left ( it was either a big shiny ball like a marble or an instrument like a drum) that was in wheels. Someone ahead of me was pulling the object with a rope. Then, I remember these stairs that looked very rich and royal - white and thick rock). I think I saw some of my friends but I am not sure entirely.

This was not a lucid dream, although there were a lot of clues that gave the fact that it was a dream away. I hope to get better at recognizing that I am dreaming and hopefully lucid dream after getting a few more entries.

I just recently got interested in lucid dreaming and I find all of this extremely fascinating. I wish I could someday experience what some people on this website have!

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in a video game that I am controlling. There is a crazy scary and mostly invisible monster in a forest. I spot my wife across a river and she gets killed by the monster. I laugh at this sight because i am aware that it is just a video game (sorry D). I finally encounter the monster in a bathroom (which is also an elevator) and I f*ck it up. It comes back again and digests one of the other players alive. This player turns into a red, soapy substance.

Dream 2:

There is a pizza delivered to our house. I decide not to eat any but my wife eats the entire pizza.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I really liked this dream, although it was very weird. I also missed a really obvious dream sign D:.

I started off walking through a minecraft room. There were brick fire places everywhere, but instead of fire, there were chests. There was also a torch on the left side of each fire place. The room pretty much consisted of fire places. On top of that, there were zombies. Everywhere. They were not minecraft zombies though, they were real. I breached through a door, leading to the fire place room, then done some hand to hand combat with a couple of zombies. I then fell to the floor, then watched myself in third person as I got my head chewed apart. I attempted to pull my head away but it got eaten. I managed to get up and recover, so I ran away from the zombies while looting chests. The zombies all disappeared as I started watching a youtube video on one of the fire places. The video went into 'full screen' mode and it seemed like I was inside it. It was a guy just riding horses up and down a canyon-like area. I eventually got bored and moved onto another fire place and searched a video about pokemon. The setting was the same, but this time, the guy was riding a Zebrastrika, which is a horse pokemon. He started slowly galloping down a long path then sped up to a fast speed. A few minutes later, he rode past a giant dinosaur with huge arms. After that, I started to control instead of the guy. I didn't have the horse, I was just walking, while observing the dinisaurs. I then found a path which led to the right, so I walked up. I saw a Pterodactyl and another type of dinosaur. I attacked the Pterodactyl and then it started to glide round and attack me. The other dinosaur was angry too, so it glided off of the cliff, but it did not have wings. It flew into the air then glided back to the hill. The Pterodactyl was just gliding around. I then felt the urge to leap off of the rocks by the cliff edge, so I did. I opened out my arms and legs, then began to slowly glide. I only went out about a meter, because I was scared. I then turned around and landed safely on the rocks again. Just as I landed, I ran away as fast as I could...but with no energy or breath left. Usually when this dream sign occurs, I would perform a reality check, but I didn't. It puts alot of pressure on me, so It's really hard to perform a decent reality check. As I was running away, I turned around and said "Goodbye, thanks for the fun!". The dream faded as I walked up another hill.

'Twas fun, but I really hate that chase dream sign. It's hard to get lucid because of the pressure, and it feels horrible not being able to get away. Thanks for reading .

There is a typo in this, but paigeyemps told me not to change it because it's cute. Dinisaurs.

I went in and out all night tonight because of the crazy heat. However! I reached my deadline... I got a taste of Lucidity again. It didn't hit me like a brick in the head like the very first one I had, but it still had the "click" to it. However the dreams all leading up to that point weren't all happy. In fact the first one was very much like the one before where my Dad goes nuts. Which I still don't think he is capable of. But I don't care about that right now because I said I would, and I got my lucidity started again in the 3 weeks limit! If I remember how it went before; I kind of tripped the first time, then a couple nights later I got it completely but got so exited that I woke up. Now lets just hope I can prevent that this time. I'll update this later. but I just wanted to give the current news.


I didn't write that one down fully because I was on the wrong page. And I had a hard time keeping awake. But despite the weirdness, I do remember either thinking that I went back in and out of the dream to get answers or I did go in and out. I remember dad coming in and getting a little ticked, but nothing that seemed to hint that it would get bad. Then the rest is gray after that. The most vivid part of it all now was when I was in the car parked in the garage with mom. and we were both talking in what seemed to be in the middle of the night. This was after I saw the ambulances and fire trucks and wondering what the ambulance was here for? It was late at night too. In the car mom told me what happened and when it got to a certain point I fazed out, then I told myself "I need to ask what happened to my brother." then I fazed back in. She told me, but it was hinted. Either way I understood what it meant but it wasn't sinking into my brain all the way. Then I fazed in and out a couple more times and that was it. Basically, Dad did something and it was fatal to my brother. I hope this isn't another fun campaign my brain wants to go on. I'm getting tired of those. When I woke up before the 2nd part of the dream where I fazed in and out, I realized 2 things; 1: I was sleeping on my stomach, and two, I needed to write this down. I failed and knocked out lol.

The next dream had fireworks in it that were going off in the dead of night. And there was a red-ish hue to everything that could be seen outside that dark night as I sat on the pool's step ladder that was placed up against the wall in our back yard. The wall over looks a backlot. I was there looking at the fireworks that were being set off through out the city with my dad and some other guy in a black shirt. The fire works in the distance were just going bonkers, no choreography, or anything just madness. Then a bunch of guys in 2 groups came up in our back lot behind our house as we were looking and they were on both sides of the field and started to run at each other. Then they set off their own fire works and fired them at each other. the flying rockets that looked like little flaming balls of colors and sparks lit up and flew across the field and some even bounced and sparks trailed behind them. They were like those spells in Harry Potter. And both me and my dad both agreed while saying "oh this is smart" sarcastically. As the war of Jubilee just got started in front of us. But a few moments or seconds later the fighting rapidly became worse as more explosions went off and fireworks went flying everywhere. Then as the fighting raged on, suddenly, a field of some sort materialized in the center. It was reddish, orange, and it had Japanese brush-strokes on it. It look ed like it was from Okami. As it grew and began to engulf the field as it spun like a swirling globe I yelled for everyone on my "sane" side of the fence to get inside. And we did just that. We entered our dark house and as I went in and looked through the windows with my back facing (but not touching) the opposite facing wall, I saw that the field was literally up against the wall that we were at just about a few moments before. The field was bright, and it looked like a red sun. It continued to engulf our fence, then it continued on our sheds, then it roared or made some kind of loud continuous sound as it advanced to our house and started to rip it apart (thankfully I couldn't see it). I started to run with everyone else to get the hell out of there, we were driven out into our front yard as it grew behind our house and destroyed it. Everything that it was doing behind our house couldn't be seen, but I knew in a few more moments the entire face of our house would disappear in it too. I woke up again, then I tried to continue to write after I took off my shirt but I K.O.ed again XD.

This next one is the one I obtained some lucidity. But thinking about it now; I think gore maybe a dream sign for me as well. I think this because it has happened more than once now. Rather it is as settle as ambiance in the night, or it's in my face, there is violence in some of the dreams that I have, if not gore. And while it may not be as bad as others here in dream views. The gore is bad enough for me.
There was a little city in my room that was in the middle of a desert. In this city there was a bunch of stuff happening, but I only remember so much of it. There was a cat that was building part of a school in this city. He was a cartoon character, but I don't know who. He was using this weird material that worked like some kind of jello goo. And the cat wanted to use that goo to scare some kids. He was going to stick his fingers and face through it so it would show his profile on the other side. Much like the ghosts moved through the walls in the movie "The Haunting". But 3 strangers came up, one of them being a female, and the cat wound up getting killed and hung in that hallway. And for some reason he had no fingers, just stubs. Before or after the killing the female asked "You know what happens when _____?" (I don't remember).

After that the dream switched somewhere else in the small dusty city. Afro Samurai was outside with bandages wrapped around his waist and on his lower abdomen. He looked worn out and tired. And he explained "I don't want any more blood."

Then the dream switched again to another guy who was leaving the city. But as he was using his car to get out, others were chasing him through the desert. But he lost them behind a very large rock formation. His car was trying to catch up with a jet and he managed to get into the jet by driving into it so hard that it hit the back of the cockpit wall with a large thud after it flew in through the back hatch. They then followed through with their plan to nuke the place.

This is where the dream starts to turn in my favor;
The dream switches from arial view of the place being nuked to my view as I walked around the miniature city, and out of my room to get away from the nuke's little shock wave so I didn't get radiation from it. After closing the door I looked through the crack at the bottom of my door and waited for the dust to block out the sunlight that was shining through. The dust did just as I thought it would. But after that, 2 sets of black dress shoes, formal creased pants that were also black, and black socks appeared behind the door. I got up and walked away from the door. I knew what they were, they were agents from the matrix. Then it clicked, or I think it did. I suddenly couldn't tell if I had woken up and went back in or if I was just making things up because I might have been awake. But either way, I must have something for randomly shooting Kamehameha waves because that was the first thing I did before I jumped into my room and started fighting them. However, the wave did nothing but fire off and disappear silently like a ghost. Everything that we were doing was hard to make out as we were fighting. And it felt so fluent that it was like watching a movie. Was that me or my dream self? I then remember wanting to switch the fight into another style as I was doing a flip from the wall to the ceiling. I then realized that doing so may be dangerous because I felt something. I feared that I may lose control so I switched the fight back and continued. After that I don't know. I think I woke up.

In a nutshell, the entire night, all the way until I had the morning sun shining through my window was nothing but-

First Dream:
Brain: GET UP!!
Me:.... Crap!! Gotta write that!
Brain: no!
Me: But-
Brain: No!
Me: But-
Brain: NO!! GO TO SLEEP!!! BAM!!
Firework Dream:
Brain again:GET UP!!
Me: ... Must...wirte...dream...
Brain: FUCK THAT GO TO SLEEP!! *Head butts*
Actual Sleep:
Brain: GET UP!!
Me: Alright! The sun is out! I got it this time! *grabs pen*
Brain: *PFFT* Yeah right! GO TO SLEEP FUCKA!!. *Hits me with a chair*
Brain:Trolololololololol!
Third Dream:
Me: HEY! Partial lucidity!
Brain:..... I let you have it....NOW GET UP!!

I went to an art fair which was more like a competition between two people; comparing who creates better and faster arts in restricted time. I need to make 3-4 pieces of arts in one theme with restricted materials; paint, pastels, crayons, few fabrics and markers. It was a long, time consuming fair that bored everyone except competitors; me and a lady dressed in a white one-piece outfit.
The lady had a theme of Cinderella and I had Snow White. I quickly had a glimpse of her painting. She’s painting a scene where Cinderella is wearing a passionate red dress, dancing the tango with a prince with manly mustache. She was blossoming white foam like frill dress from her milky hands; decorating her inner skirt, like a seductive rose.

Hey, wake up~

How did he even sense me? This blind old man seems to have a superpower.
There is a unique system in this fair called Helper. They are an adviser, watcher, supervisor and helper for artist who will assist beside till the end of the competition. Helper over there looks a bit clumsy, but is a ‘normal’ person; carefully advising, where as mine is a blind old man. I do not have anything against blind people, but… a blind helper in an ‘art fair’?

Wait… … maybe he’s Jedi Master… …

I have two more pieces to go, but not enough time. The lady has only one more to go… I’m in hurry. At this point I need someone to finish this. So I asked him for help.

He snorted with squinting eyes, and said.

You do it.

When I woke up, I couldn't remember any dreams from last night. After a few minutes or so, I started to vaguely remember a couple fragments. It took me awhile, but I think I've managed to recall all that I can. I still can't remember any of them too clearly, but I'll write down what I can, and I'll try my best to keep them in order.

1. This one I can remember fairly well. I was playing some sort of computer game. However, my field of vision was limited to what was on the screen (as if it were actually there in front of me rather than on a screen) - the only way video games ever seem to work properly in my dreams. It was one of those point-and-click adventure games. On the screen for the main area at the beginning, there were at least three different paths I could take. One led to an underground tunnel, one led to the basement (which was actually below the tunnel for some reason), and one, in the bottom-right corner of the screen, went to some kind of storage room or something.

I selected the tunnel, but I couldn't continue because it was too dark, so I went to the storage room to get a lantern, which I brought back to the tunnel and just... left it there. Then, I went to the basement instead. I encountered the same problem here - it was too dark. I went back to the storage room for another lantern, but there wasn't one. I checked my inventory screen in case I had one (or anything else I could use for some light), but all I had was some milk and some other stuff I can't remember. I went back to the basement anyway and found that there was an electric light already there, so I switched it on.

2. My mom and I were in this little convenience store. I was hungry. We were waiting for my dad and my brother to arrive so we could have supper, since the store had like a mini-restaurant area where you could order pizza and ice cream. That closed at 8 PM, and the store didn't sell any other food (what kind of convenience store doesn't sell food?!), so, when my dad and brother finally arrived, we had to go find somewhere else to eat.

3. My friend had a giant hotdog. It looked to be about two or three feet long. She offered to share it with me, since she didn't want to eat the whole thing, but I said I didn't want any of it.

4. This one was actually fairly clear. For some reason, I had to go find a bunch of items, like a scavenger hunt. My brother did, too, but we weren't working together; we were doing it separately. My dad somehow knew what I was supposed to be finding, so he would help me by giving me hints. I remember having to get the Stone Mask (from the Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask). For some reason, it was on the living room wall, as were a bunch of other masks. I couldn't reach it because it was too high up, so I stood on the arm of the chair and reached it from there. I wish I'd realized that this wouldn't have worked IRL - in the dream, the window was a few feet to the right of where it should be, and I think the chair was a bit to the left, but, in real life, I only would've been able to reach the window, not the wall. Anyway, I got it. Wearing the mask, I went onto the deck to show my dad. He waved at me, and I told him he wasn't supposed to be able to see me while I'm wearing the Stone Mask (in Majora's Mask, it actually does make the wearer invisible).

Horrible recall today.

Wake 10:52 am then again at 1:20 pm. No recall upon 2nd awakening.

Dream 1(Fragment): upon waking the first time I jotted down these keywords then went back to sleep: Phone/DS, Unload, truck, management, Sherman, Alannah.

I'm at work and management is trying to find a person that works on 3rd shift. I have my walkie talkie so I hear Alannah, Sherman, and Halie talking but I can't recall what was said. Sherman is unloading one truck and I'm further back in the room and there is another truck there(inside the building). I remember playing my DS but when i'm done with it I slide it into my phone case. I also remember switching the game that was in it.

I remember more happened but I can't remember details. I wake up, jot those words down, then back to sleep. Then no more dreams

Dream One(Fragment): The dream starts out with me in a house at a door in the kitchen. For some reason there are two mirrors in the corner so they mirror one another. There's a blonde man standing near the mirrors, and I am standing on the other side of the door watching as people come inside. There is a set of twin boys, probably teens, there's a woman with dark hair cut short in a bob, and then a couple other men with beards that walk in. I get the feeling that the Blonde guy is standing in front of the mirrors to block them, but it doesn't work, and the Dark haired girl looks into the mirrors anyways. I notice that she is only reflected in one mirror, and in the other mirror only objects are reflected, but not the woman herself as if she were a vampire or something. We all go into the living room of this house and start talking. I can't remember what happened from there, but my notes say "Hitting Truck, Baby, Table" I just can't remember what they mean >.<

Dream Two: I'm at my dad's family's lake cabin. We're actually not near the cabin though, but on the vacant lot beside it. There is a man with long dark hair dressed in all black and two women also dressed in all black standing there. The women are hanging all over him like they're both his girlfriends or something. The man is some sort of leader of a cult, and he's asking me to join. I tell him no way, he may be my friend but I'm not stupid enough to believe something just because someone I know says it. I have my own unique beliefs and they don't jive with his. All the same, I ask him if they'd like to hang out as long as they stop trying to convert me. They say they're not allowed to go on the property near the water, and I feel kind of sad because I was looking forwards to hanging out.

Dream Three: I'm turning onto a road and find that my steering seems stiff. Suddenly my check engine light comes on, and I find that I'm having trouble steering. The car cuts off, and I somehow end up steering the car downhill and into a gas station. I look at the light son my dash, and it actually says "Needs Power Steering Fluid" so I get out of the car and go inside the gas station to buy some power steering fluid. A little girl around 8 or so with long sandy blond hair asks if she can help me pour it in, but I tell her I've got it. I pop the hood of the car and start to look for where to pour it in. I start to pour it into a white tube, only I stop because I realize that's where the antifreeze goes. I cap that back, and my husband comes up behind me and starts fussing at me for trying to put the fluid in the wrong place. I tell him I've got it, I can figure this out, but he keeps arguing that I'm not doing it right and I need to just give it to him before I waste it all. Then he pours it into the right tube, and uses the whole bottle, then complains that it shouldn't have taken that much and I must have wasted half the bottle. I look into the tube for some reason, and I see a bunch of floating plastic bottles in the tank, and question it. My husband replies that I should know what they're for and goes into some bs explanation about the bottles being the indicator that the tank is full or empty.

Dream Four: I'm sitting on a box at the end of a mattress. On the mattress is my bi friend M. She's talking to me, and as usual I'm pretty overcome by how outgoing and carefree she is, to the point I'm almost jealous. She pulls back the covers on the mattress and I climb into the bed with her. She asks me why i look sad, and I tell her about how I wish I were more outgoing like her. She seems to make friends so easily, and she doesn't seem to care what others think of her. Then we start talking about how to lose inhibitions and I wake up before I can actually hear her advice.

Dream Five(Fragment): All can remember of this one is that there was a giant circus tent, and I was inside with Shiro from Deadman Wonderland. I feel like I'm baby sitting her. The whole floor is a trampoline, and she's jumping up and down and doing flips while squealing and laughing. At some point we find a small tent pitched inside the giant tent, and Shiro reasons that the tent must leak, why else would the tent be pitched inside another tent? She then goes on to pretend it's a club house and I'm not part of her club, so she climbs in the tent and sticks her tongue out at me. Then I wake up.

Two weird short dreams...

Dream one, I appear in my kitchen. Go out to the garage, get my skateboard, open the garage door, skate down the street (I believe it was around 9am) and I see some of my friends skateboarding in circles for like 15 seconds straight each, so I start imitating them. Can't remember anything else.

Dream two, I'm in bed, I get up. I also appear to go to the kitchen, talk to my parents for a while, they tell me that they made , Kurabiedes a Greek Christmas sweet, and I find them in the freezer, covered in frosting (which I have never seen before)

Whenever villagers are in trouble, they would always say, “Talk to THE girl.”

Everyone in a neighborhood knows about an orphan girl who lives alone in a dark but warm basement. She is scared of going outside, so she spends her life in a cozy prison she called ‘house.’ Little kids around and adults alike, visit her ant like house occasionally to play computer. She has a room full of computers; she charges 10 bucks an hour of computer time as a way to make her living. People feel comfort, the kind you can have only in a mother’s womb while staying in her house. Probably because the girl with a mood of sweet loving sponge cake, greets everyone with a delightful smile of welcome. People who are tired from their life or in grief volunteer to stay in her house, cleaning.

She is not alone; there are always computer geeks; who have fragile hearts, for accompaniment. They are the kind of people who like to be secluded from the world; seeing only through a small window called a screen. They each had their own story of being abandoned, of being hurt by the ‘scary’ outside world, full of predators. Everyone has their own vulnerable spot which was fully accepted by the girl who has the special talent; listening.

She has an extraordinary communication style which allows each one of them to talk from his or her heart.
There are not many out there who truly ‘listen’ to such frivolous small stories as she does. The girl has a way of giving a kind interest to anyone needed. It is not that she asked particular questions or talked in a skillful way. She would just quietly sit in a corner, and listen intently with her whole heart, and ‘see’ the person with her big black eyes full of twinkles that seems to contain a part of the universe.
It does not matter whether a person is a failure or useless, their ruined, painful mind would soon be wide open for the talk. They would reflect themselves; unconsciously, like a mirror. They realize its own problems which are laid within oneself, and are derived to change positively.

All the while the girl just magically ‘listens.’

The person would peek one’s face behind a door, still afraid, and slowly but eventually would open his mind little by little, without one’s notice. A talk will shyly start with one’s recent complaint or negative grumble, and then the person would gain confidence step by step to somehow bravely think of a bright resolution that he never thought of before. Unhappy and stressful person tired of the world would slowly regain their energy, becoming brighter with hope. It is truly amazing to see the process of a shivering and miserable child coming out of a shell as fully grown and bright ‘true self.’

The funny thing is… she is not cognitive to this power. The action is out from her unconscious; her loving heart to genuinely care for each individual, offering help. She is a typical girl who would not stand out in any group. She has her own problem as well.

It was late at night. She was making a snack that would bring more joy to everyone. She heard few faint knock on a door.

She smiled, ‘Probably a USB left by Rob.’

As she was about to open, she noticed pastel coloured letters attached to the door. She could not figure out the writings in darkness, so she lit up a light for a better view.

They were…… thank you letters, encouraging words. From people she unconsciously helped.

Tears gathered in her eyes. She is touched by such… … such kindness.
‘The world is brighter than I thought.’

She can not exactly spot a moment when she first started feeling hesitant to go outside.
She was raised by a single mother who devoted her entire life trying to create the ‘perfect’ music. The mother had lost her almost perfect son, killed by asthma. The sorrow made the mother obsess over her new born girl whose life was set to become the greatest musician the world has ever known.

The girl was a living puppet; following orders and lessons automatically, she would get severely punished for any kinds of mistake. Spanking to shivering and standing nakedly outside. Discontent was not an option for the piteous little girl. How could she ever ‘trust’ someone while her own mother hates her? She chose to suffer in silence, which her mother thought was the only thing she’s good at. The girl got more terrified with her sparrow like singing always negatively criticized by her mother.
It was like any other monotone day, the girl received a phone call of her mother’s death; from an accidental car crash. The orphan girl never left the house ever since; resting… … till this day.

She made a firm promise with tightly gripped hands, and finally spoke something she has not done these past few years; with her beautiful, rhythmic voice, “I will see the light of tomorrow.”

Just fragments. I was too tired to record or remember 3 other dreams. All I got is this one.

Royal Magic
I am royalty. I am looking to buy to mansion. I am with a realtor. Suddenly attacked. I can use magic. The spell I used was dark magic and my appearance turned dark.

The attacker said, "You turn bad?"

I reply, "Come see how bad I am!"

I see a brief Skyrim menu were I can pick spells.
The dream skips ahead. I am battered and bloody but I attacker lays dead at my feet.

Another fragment... I heard a loud pitched whistling like in SP. I begin walking around and found that same celebrity from my programmer dream (Justin Long) holding a whistle. I suspect I sort of WILDd but didn't realize it.