lucid

I was a boy about 17 years of age. I had a sister who was 13 but looked like she was 8. (Did I mention this dream-sister had blond hair?). I guess we were orphans..we were in bed in an apartment room. We go to sleep I got "transported" to a museum of some kind. I could tell my sister was near by but she wasn't with me. When I looked around I saw..her floating on a bed 20m from where I was. I started racing after it. I got stopped by a cave-bridge of some kind. I asked a person who was little the quickest way to get up to the bridge..he said the steps near by. I raced up the steps (there were only 3) and got to the top of the steps..and right after the bridge there was this room. It was big and in the middle of the room there was..my sister still on the "floating bed" but several other "little" people were building something around her..they got like 3 walls done before I came in and now both the sister (who was glowing gold), and the "building" (was glowing red/gold mix) were glowing. I got very mad and I looked down at my hands..and they too were glowing..(gold) and I smashed down the wall. Dreamed ended


The same dream started up again but the only difference this time is that I went to the front of the cave thing and there was I guess water dribbler timer for water in the front of the cave-bridge.When I got there it was in the middle of dribbling water (4 lines arroccs the entrace) and when it was done..the timer said 9mins before It started again.

Dream 1:
I was in my room at night. I was trying to turn on my alarm (I use the alarm clock Mondays-Fridays to make sure I walk up at 11am) but something was wrong with it. I accidently turned it on. My sister comes into the room. end of dream 1

Dream 2:

I was in a throne room in a building in what seemed to be Roman Empire times. I was an emperor. There were 2 women and one child (a girl) who were telling me I somehow did something wrong. Then the scene switched to the hallway of the *building* and I saw horse statues. but each of them were "different"..they were missing parts..(I.e. one statue was missing a leg of a horse, another one was missing the arm of the rider) and when I the scene switched back to the first scene..the building was crumbling..down like an Major Earthquake was happening.

Dream 3:

I was an Chinese student and I was with a school group and we were in a museum and we were around a electronic campfire.Everyone expect myself were singing the song. A werid-looking man came out of nowhere...and asked us to do something. We just started to do it when I woke up.

Here is one I need to write down before I forget it...

I parked my turquoise truck in a gravel parking lot surrounded by trees. There are few other cars in this parking lot, but I haven't seen anyone else. It's early morning, the sky is grey and cold, and I believe I am in uniform. I open the passenger door and my cat jumps out and then runs across the parking lot diagonal from the truck. I run around the truck and call for her in an excited voice. It was one of those times where I knew if this wasn't a dream, that she would keep running from me, but I wanted her to come back so I had a "this is my dream, you do what I say" moment. She stops, looks back at me, and trots on over. She jumps up on the truck bed ledge and purrs and rubs on me.

By this time I go to pet her and give her a little kitty lovin's and an Lieutenant in uniform walks on over. She says "Is this your cat?" I nodded and smiled. She then glared at me and said "Why didn't you salute?"... I had been in uniform and didn't have a legitimate excuse, so I looked down and was in civilian clothes. I replied "I'm not in uniform!" and she gave me a snooty look and walked off. I put my cat back into the truck.

Had another dream after that, but I can't remember that one anymore.

This Morning I went back to bed for a while and had a lucid dream

I am standing in a room and I realise I'm dreaming, I think "cool I'll meet Joel" ((a singer in a band off youtube lol)) I look at my clothes and they are a bit scruffy, I then see Joels picture on the front of a newspaper and I say to a man sitting down "i'm going to meet him", my sleeves are to long so I grab them and try to rip them off but I couldn't , I then think "It's a dream, I can rip them if I want to" and then just like magic I am able to rip them very easily. I changed my skirt just by pointing at it but I was left with a longer black skirt on underneath, I decided to take it easy and just take the long skirt off by hand. Joel then comes through the door way and I'm really excited that I have got him here ((lol)) we go into another room and I am in my Mom and Dads house, it's different to how it is in real life. Joel was no longer with me. I see my Mom and go up to her...I say "I'm dreaming, this is all just a dream!" My Mom is looking a little red faced and stressed out and didn't reply to what I told her I could feel spirits following me and thought "I'll have to speak with them and see what they want. I stayed with my Mom for a short while and then I went up to her ear and whispered "it's a dream" it echoed and she moved away from me, I said "was that too loud?" she didn't answer me. I say I have to go upstairs to see my Nan and Grandad ((both are dead)). I think "they'll be there now I have thought they will be" I wanted to speak to them while I was dreaming. I begin to walk upstairs, I enter the doors which lead around the upstairs I then open the last one which led back into the kitchen downstairs, I think "Typical dream, it's sending me all the way round!" I shut the door and look about and think "it's quite cool how my imagination can build all this!", I reach out and touch things to keep my dream stable. I come to a room and see my Dad in there, he is sitting on a chair and he is worrying...he says "I need to know where he has gone!" I go up to him and say "Dad it's just a dream, calm down" He begins to worry more and starts crying so I try to calm him down. I am still just going with the flow of my dream, I visit different rooms and places and all the time I am lucid and just enjoy looking around my dream world while I am thinking "wow..this is my dream" ((don't matter how many lucids I have they never cease to amaze me lol))

I was outside and a woman in a slowly moving van was yelling at me out the window. What she was saying didn't make sense and the entire situation seemed hazy and weird, so I did nose plug RC. It passed, but I was still onconvinced, so I tried harder and it failed on the second attempt. She stopped yelling and was now outside of the car and I willed myself begin levitating. I flipped her off or something and she started at it again, but I was safely 10-15 feet above the ground. I tried flying higher, which was hard at first, but eventually I was soaring. The soaring quickly became erratic and I came crashing down into a haze and I lost my grip on the situation.

Later I was out for a run, which is also odd because running, jumping, and punching are usually things I'm unable to do.

Lucid Dream:

This seemed like a long dream. But at this time it's fairly mixed up in my mind. I remember parts, but I am unsure how they fit together. So there will be some guessing.

I remember walking down the street with a group of people. I could see little alligators coming out to the sidewalk. I thought it was amazing and cool. I had never seen alligators on the streets like this. I pulled out my camera. But my camera was having problems and wasn't taking pictures. I felt frustrated at first. Then I thought, "But this is just a dream--why do I even care about getting pictures of alligators at all. Well, because alligators are cool. I have to keep trying to get my camera to work."

But then, of course, I suddenly realized that if this was just a dream then I should do something else. So I flew up in the air.

But this is where I get mixed up. I think I was suddenly with Jeff. I flew away from him. Then I flew back knowing he would appreicate it if I stayed and made out with him. I think I kissed him a little, but for some reason it seemed he didn't want to do anything. I took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I looked sexy. And I flew off again.

I wanted to fly to the ocean. I flew over the countryside with rolling hills and pastures. I thought I saw the ocean, but it ended up being a lake. Then I looked beside me and saw a mountain. On the side were ledges that had animals like elk and deer. I thought it was so cool. I flew very close to a huge elk.

I can't remember what happened next. I'm pretty sure I was with these kids for a while. I think my lucidity was slipping away.

I do remember that I thought someone from real life telling me it was time to wake up. But I told them that I wasn't ready to wake up. And to be a rebel I opened a cabinet door and pulled out some chocolate bars. "I still need to eat chocolate." I took a bite. I wanted there to be carmel inside the bar and was happy to see that there was. I took many big bites, being a complete pig. I looked in the mirror and saw chocolate all over my face. There was a little girl with me also eating chocolate. She was making a mess too and we laughed at eat other.


When I awoke from my dream I noticed my alarm hadn't gone off like it should. I thought it was interesting that I had that voice telling me it was time to get up, probably about the time my alarm should have gone off.

I also know that there was more to this dream, and I have forgotten it.

This dream happened years ago. And when I say that I mean YEARS. I was probably 8-9 years old. All I know is that it is probably the most memorable, and vivid, dream I have ever had. An interesting thing about this dream was that this was before I knew what lucid dreaming was. You will understand why that is important later...
This dream probably spanned over the course of six months, but it skipped forward quite a bit. Just... you'll find out.


Just A Normal Day...
I awake in my bed with usual ease and quickly venture down the stairs. Nothing seems wrong, and why should it? I get myself some breakfast and get ready for school when my sister comes down and asks what I'm doing here. Of course, I question this as my father comes in and looks at me in sudden shock. It doesn't take long before he explains to me that I died in a car accident about 5 years ago with my mother. What? My mom isn't dead. I saw her last night before I went to bed.
I begin to explain this to them as they sit there and contemplate what is happening. They ask me how I got here. I explain to them I went to bed last night and now I'm here. Simple as that. My father figures it out. I am dreaming. I am dreaming in "their world". I really don't want to be here though. I want to be home with my real family, and to live my life normally. My father sends my sister off to school and tries to figure out how to wake me up.

The Solution... Sorta
After a few hours my dad finally thinks of something. I will live in this life for the time being while he works out a way to wake me up. This isn't the solution I was hoping for but I realized I could easily come to live in this world.
Here is the thing. This is the world I have always wanted. This is my version of a utopia where nothing is wrong. In this world my house was exactly the same (back when I was 8-9), but it was placed in a neighborhood instead of the country. I hate the country. Not that I despise it, but I don't want to live in it.
Can't say my idea on the country has changed since then...
I think a month or two skipped. I was still living in this world and I had grown to love it. I still wanted to return home though. This dream may seem boring to you but it was the life I have always wanted. I almost feel sadness thinking about returning though. I would return to this dream any day though, and I plan on returning to it once I get more control of my lucid abilities.
Well, anyway, there was this insane storm. It was crazy and the lights were flickering on and off, and I can tell you I was pretty terrified of it. My dad suddenly realized out computer wasn't turned off and if we kept it on then if the power went off it could kill it. We all run upstairs and shut it off as the power goes out. We made it just in time. Time then skips another month.

The First Attempt
There was one really strange thing about this dream. It was logical (for the most part). Nothing seemed off about it. Time was always how it should have been, and everything in my house was the exact same way in my real house.
I awoke at about 11 at night for some reason and was so excited because I thought I was finally awake. I also had a sudden wave of sadness as I walked down the stairs. I never even got to say goodbye. Things changed as I entered the kitchen. Our living room connects to the kitchen and I saw my dad watching TV in it. I looked into my kitchen and noticed that one of our tables was replaced with some strange blue laser machine. I asked my dad what it was and he told me it should shock me awake. I was pretty happy. And I also wasn't. I said my goodbye to him and told him to tell my sister goodbye as I walked into the laser.
Nothing.
I was still here and nothing had changed. He had a disappointed look because his contraption didn't work, but I knew he was happy I was still there. I could just feel it. I went on up to bed again and slept.

The Pickle Salesmen
My sister arrived home from school and told me that her class was selling pickles to win a trip of your choice. I thought going around the neighborhood would be a great idea, and she had no trouble agreeing. We set off from the house and sold those pickles like wildfire. That sounds... really, really weird.
We sold enough to win her the trip and we returned home. My dad then told me he might have a way to finally send me home. He was keeping it a surprise until the next day though. For some reason I was wishing that day would never come. This was my home now. I almost wanted it to be...

The Final Goodbye
I awoke, still in the dream, and did some normal things. It was around noon when I went outside and started to hang with some of my friends that I had made during my time in this dream. My father came up carrying a skateboard and told me that I could go home now. He put the skateboard down and told me to lie on my back on it, and then push. It would wake me up.
I knew this was the end. I was leaving for good. This was probably the most emotional goodbye that I have ever had to make in a dream. I hugged everyone around my block and got on the skateboard. Everyone was smiling. I really remember that. They were so happy for me. I just laid there while they waited for me to finally return from where I came.
I let out that final goodbye and pushed. I flew backwards. The skateboard went faster and faster, but I still saw their waves of goodbye in the midst of the blur. The neighborhood slowly turned into a speck as I flew further and further back into blackness. I suddenly awoke in my bed the next morning.
I was home...

I am going back. Nothing will stop me from returning there. I don't care if that was just a memory in my head being morphed into something bigger than it needed to be, but I will never forget this dream. I think about it all the time, and this proves there is nothing but joy in a dream if you really believe in it. I may have been lucid, but I didn't care. I just wanted to be there. If I had known what lucid dreaming was during that time I bet you I would have skipped this entire adventure by. In the midst of my mind there is one thing that will always stand out forever, and ever.
This one, single, dream.

I want to preface this with the fact that I learned how to teleport in a normal dream but I seem to have been using the skill ever since in other normal dreams and in lucid dreams.

I would say this is a semi-lucid because although there was a lot of realism and I didn't really think straight.

I'm walking down the street at night with J. There is a fence to the left of him and a sidewalk to the right of that and open pavement to the right of that. We are on the side walk. There is a low building with a parking lot in the distance which we are walking towards. I'm practicing short range teleportation having fun annoying J. I'm just teleporting on every side of him to annoy him and I found out I have trouble teleporting and changing my angle a lot. I can teleport easily to any location but it is more difficult for me to face the direction I want immediately upon teleportation. Then I decide I want it to be daytime so I rotate the sky. I start by raising both arms in the air and get to work. The first rotating attempt (it's hard work) made all the starts shimmer. The next time the stars rotated out of view on an axis perpendicular to the street (so I guess we were walking west or east) but it was still dark. The next ry blotches of dark red came into view as if for a sunrise. I start thinking about wanting to see a pretty sunset and the dream fades away.

Before all this I remember fragments of fighting against some kind of Voldemort hybrid and watching American Horror Story (not at the same time of course).

I am semi lucid but I can't remember much about the beginning of the dream. I was sort of Lord of the Rings themed with lots of sex. Someone betrayed us exactly like Saurumon. I was going over to have sex with huge hordes of enemies, for some odd reason that would help. I think I left the dream and then came back (in the dream).

After that I am fairly lucid and I fly out through my frond door and fly over the powerlines. My legs are dangling awkwardly. I remember it felt fucking incredible! Its a cloudy day. I fly down over the hill and a car comes by and I drop down because I remember I want to ride a motorcycle while signalling the car to stop. Great vividness and realism in that part!

In this dream, I was on a ship, and I don't know why but I think it was to Australia. The ship was pretty big, probably a ferry, but I only went into a few rooms, which were the bedroom, a classroom (I'm not sure what this room was but it was about the size of my living room, but there was no carpet. At the back there was a shelf of books and there was one window. Everything seemed pretty dark. There was a sofa, which as the dream went on turned into a platform about 10cm tall, with a handle and wheels on the bottom. The books on the shelves never fell down, and the platform/sofa never moved), and the library. I also recall details of the corridoors, they had a green and blue stripy carpet, and brick walls... Odd for a ship, but then again, I go to a lot of buildings which have bare brick walls.

I have not got a clue what order all this information comes in. I'm going to guess that this dream starts with me in the bedroom. I was next to my mum in a sleeping bag. The bedroom is just a corridoor, but there's only one entrance, and that's at the end of the room. I'm slightly closer to the side of the room with the door than the side of the room without it. I'd say the room slept around ten people. It must have been quite early in the morning, because nobody else was awake yet. Mum stirred, but that was about it. So, I walked along the wall trying not to wake everybody else up. The door at the end was quite heavy, but it opened outwards, so I was able to put all my weight on it, and it didn't touch the person next to the door.

I walked through to the classroom. The classroom was less dark than later on, probably because the floor was light brown at this point. I sat down next to a flower pot, then somebody else came in. It was a man, and he must have been about twenty five. He had black, short hair. He sat on the other side of the flowerpot. (Oh, you might want to know... I'm only fourteen ) He said, 'Felicity, where are your classmates?' I told him that I didn't have a clue. At that moment, one other girl and two boys came into the classroom, with a woman. We sat around and talked, and played twister for a while.

Not sure when I got here, but I remember being on the deck. The sky was blue, but turning grey, and the ship was starting to be thrown about a bit. I turned around, to head back inside. I didn't get splashed or wet. I ran back down, and on the way to the classroom, I passed the bedroom and got stopped by mum. I think she said something to me, like 'Don't forget to go to the toilet if you need to!' Which seemed normal at the moment. She went back into the bedroom, but I went back to the classroom, where there was the man, the lady and the girl, who by now was my friend.

The classroom seemed to be getting thrown about more than the rest of the ship had been when I was running through, though. I think we were locked in, but we weren't panicing, so we might just have been wanting to stay in the room.

At some point, the ship docked. We had docked at France, but I only knew that because there was a small green sign post saying 'Welcome to France!' in English... We just seemed to dock onto a pier, that we probably weren't allowed to dock on. Everybody was getting off, and I was no exception. There were lots of homeless people around, and the girl I was friends with told me that they were stealing from everybody. The woman from the classroom was running past, holding her handbag at the opening to keep it shut and holding her coat closed too. A lot of the homeless people seemed to be chasing her. I said hello to most of the homeless people I passed, and they said hello back to me. They were nice to me.

We came up to a main road, where there was a traffic jam. I was walking past the stopped traffic, and then I decided to cross the road and go to the part of the beach that was not busy. My friend carried on walking, which was good, because I wanted to be on my own. (This is where it gets quite odd, because I know that I'm dreaming. But it doesn't really seem lucid... heh ) As I was walking down the beach, where it seemed like early morning again, I come across a girl about my age, an old woman and a young man, walking towards me. The girl my age was wearing a blue dress and a white cardigan, and she had sandals on her feet. The old lady was wearing no shoes, but a long lilac skirt and long t-shirt. She had her hair in a headband. The man was wearing an orange and yellow robe. This sounds quite odd, but I believe in angels and I knew for sure that these were my guardians. :3 The first thing I thought to do was ask their names. They told me their names and I wrote them down on a sheet of paper. The young angel of my age said, 'You're dreaming! There's no way you can take that back home with you.'
To which I replied, 'I know. But I will remember your names if I write them down.'
I continued copying down their names for a while, when somebody tapped my shoulder. It was a lady I recognised from the ship. My angels were gone. I asked her what happened to make the ship shake that much, and she told me it was because there was a plane crash in the water. She pointed into the difference, then told me that there were lots of stories floating about, and any of them could be true (The number 526 comes to mind ). I could see a large plume of dark grey smoke, and at the bottom a blotch of red.

By now I forgot that I was dreaming, and all about the angels. I can't remember their names, but the girl my age's name had a first letter S, and there was a total of four or five letters in her name. The old woman's name began with A, ended with Maso, and had between three and five letters in between. The man's name had five or six letters in.

I Continued talking to the lady from my ship. She said that she was in the part of the ship where the cars were parked, and said it was dreadful to watch the cars crash into each other the way they did. She said that the classroom was not just an ordinary room, but more of a room inside a room, like a box would fit inside a slightly bigger box, which is why the classroom was moving so much. I started imagining the scene in the car park. I must have been thinking about it too hard and ended up there. I went through the ship, and back to the classroom. I could now see that the room was inside another. I carried on through the ship, up to the library.

Not sure how this part fits in with the story, or if it even fits in at all. I was cycling to get some bread, because the ship was docked somewhere else. The ship had docked in some trees, next to a path. There was a small river running by too, probably because of the way the ship had docked. On the way back to the ship, I passed Sub (Around forty, but acts like a child I know him in real life, and sub is just his nickname). He waved at me, and I waved back. He was sitting on a bench at the top of a small decline, and at the bottom of the decline was the path that the ship was docked next to. I started to cycle down the hill, then ended up going over a crocodile. The crocodile ran into the bushes, but I was so shocked, that i tried to cycle up the hill on my bike. It wasn't going fast enough so I started panicing and screaming and scrambling up the hill. (Quite an over the top reaction, considering the fact that I'm not actually afraid of crocodiles... Probably because it was dark. )

I told Sub what had happened, and he gave me some sweets. My brother was walking up the hill, like he had just come out of the ship. He was holding a packet of crisps, told me to get a life and took my bike back into the Ship for me. I followed him in.

(Oohhhh this is becoming such a pain to write....)

Right, now I started to head for the library. I opened the door to a short wall of books and boxes. I asked the librarian what they were for, and she said it was just to keep bad people out. She told me to just hop over, so I did. The room was about the size and shape of the classroom, but there was a door at the other side of the room, too. It had large glass panels on. There was a desk in here, and a lot of bookcases filled with books. I looked through them whilst having a conversation about the aeroplane with her. I got a book out, which had a red cover. I didn't have to get it stamped or anything. I just left.

(There was probably a little more to this dream, but I can't remember anything else except feelings, of coldness and then freedom )

I had a pretty good lucid, I wish I could remember more of it. So last night/this morning I fell asleep around 3am after being on DV for an hour or two writing and reading DJ entries, woke up around 6am, went and brushed my teeth and put stuff away and went back to sleep shortly after 6. I had this dream and woke up again around 9:30 to write down what I could.


I'm not sure how I became lucid or anything. I don't remember much about the first part of the dream, only stuff towards the end. The environment was almost too realistic. I had to keep doing nose plug RCs to know I was still dreaming, because that was the only one that worked. My hands were normal, clocks didn't change (the alarm clock in my room said 10:42), technology worked fine, and text was readable. I was in my room for most of the parts I can remember, and everything looked completely normal; even the amount of light coming through the curtains and the position of the door were around the same when I woke up. I tried to make magic with my hands for the first time, but it didn't work. I also wanted to jump out of my window and fly around, but I couldn't get through the window for some reason. So basically there wasn't a whole lot to do.

I remember thinking in the dream that it was really long and that it seemed to have been around an hour. I even considered that things could have just jumped forward to make it seem like more time had passed, but I remembered everything that had happened up to that point. (wish I could now lol) I thought once or twice about waking up but quickly got the idea out of my mind.

I remember something about watching a ~10 minute long youtube video on my laptop, and that I skipped back to earlier in the video at one point. I think it was funny, and I think there was an old man with a beard in it, wearing a yellow coat in a snowy place. I was also talking to N on MSN. Everything on the computer was working completely normally. N was also dreaming apparently, and was telling me what was happening. At one point he apparently woke up but was still talking to me. He was like 'man do you know what I was dreaming about?' and I was like 'yeah I wrote it all down as you were telling me!' He then started rereading the conversation, at one point being like 'wait what?' because a lot of it was nonsensical words and gibberish. He mentioned one made-up word that started with M and was 5-6 letters, but I don't remember what it was. He said 'brb' at 1:09, but came back a minute or two later, and the last message in the convo I remember seeing was at 1:11 (PM I think).

Trying to entertain myself in my room, I started dancing at one point for some reason, but got tired very quickly. I was disappointed that I would get that tired in a dream.

It was nearing the end here and I was starting to lose lucidity. I looked out my window and saw a whole bunch of kids milling around in my neighbour's backyard. I was afraid they would be able to see me and ducked down. After that I took my laptop and went downstairs. My mom was there on the chair. I put my laptop down on the couch and went somewhere else for a minute, then came back and saw the laptop was open to a folder full of pictures I didn't recognize and it was downloading them from somewhere. I couldn't remember if I'd left my laptop in there with my mom all of a sudden and got worried that there were bad pictures on there and she saw them, but she didn't say anything.

Suddenly everything started to fade and I realized I was going to wake up. I couldn't feel my body and my vision was just a computer screen showing a pictures folder again, I don't remember what they were. There was a little orange arrow in between two of them that I knew was 'marking my place' somehow. I started to hear voices asking me things like, "Hey, can you hear us? Is this okay?" It was as if I was just waking up from some kind of experiment or surgery.

Then I found myself in my bed, did an RC and was awake. I grabbed my iPod to record what I could, annoyed that I forgot a lot of it.

This wasn't part of the same dream I don't think, but I dunno when it was so I'll put it here. It was just a fragment where there was this weird creepy TV show or something with these two creepy guys, and I was there with someone else while they were filming it, and I think there were a bunch of kids around too. We'd seen the script or something saying they were going to bring out a baby. They came out with this bag, said something and took out this figure probably around 6 inches long. It was apparently the baby and I couldn't really tell if it was a living thing or not, it looked like a Barbie doll except with kind of strange angular body shapes, and it was moving constantly. I was pretty sure it was just a doll though.


All that text and hardly anything actually happened, lol. After this accidental WBTB, I think I'll try doing one on purpose soon, after 3 hours, and see if I have any luck.

The dream begins with me on a bike on a very step mountain. I already know I"m dreaming, and the words -- "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming!" -- are bouncing around in my head.
I begin to pedal the bike down the hill, a voice behind me says to stop going so fast, so I speed up faster. I'm going so fast that when I hit a bump I get shot up into the air. I'm now flying over the trees. I feel so free, but it's a bike it doesn't fly, so I crash onto a building with may floors but no walls. There are monsters on the building, skeletons and dogs, and possibly zombies. I began to fight them knocking them over the sides. I even trick a skeleton to fall off the side without my help.(This whole dream takes place in the dark by the way.)I then fall off of the building and find myself in a barren landscape, with cracks criss-crossing the whole desert. There is a farmhouse and scattered water towers around. There is also distant shapes of mountains. In a sudden thought I tell myself I want to run fast. So I turn toward an open area and start running. "Run fast." I say to myself and before you know it I'm running at a super fast speed. The color of the dream changes to be a yellow grainy sand color, but then switches back to normal mis-run. I then stop running and turn my attention to the sky. I used the same technique as how I got myself to run and I started to fly. I was flying just as fast as my running. I started to bob and weave above and under water towers. Rubbing them as I go past, so that I stabilize the dream. The same color change that happened with the running also happened with my flying. I then told myself that I wanted to find the DV Academy. I keep lying until a large building comes into view on my left. I bank towards it, steadily slowing down until I land softly on the ground. I look at the entrance and it says DV Academy, but instead of heading inside their is a small shack behind me that says DreamViews. I enter the shack and this is where I believe I became semi-lucid.Inside the shack is my mother, my friend from school, and some random lady. They're all wearing old style clothes. I then realize that I have to use the restroom. I exit the house and enter a snow filled area, I then turn to the side of the shack. There are stairs leading up to the top. I'm about to head up them, but a shadow that disappears behind the house, makes me think otherwise. I run into the house, and lock the door behind me.
"Whats wrong?" My friend says, as she looks at me with a questioning look.
"There is something out there."
"Did you use the restroom?" she asks.
"No, I got scared."
"Jordann, don't be stupid there is nothing out there." she tells me as she tries to open the door. I don't letter and it soon becomes a wrestling match. The lock of the door breaks off and I am encased in a cocoon of fear."Mom!" I yell as I run into the old kitchen. Allison broke the lock to the house and there is something out there. My mom drops what she is doing and runs towards the door.
The dream ends with my mom trying to fix the lock.

I'm in a very small, rather old hotel room. My partner went to a different city and left me in this French town with a train ticket.

I'm running around in the room with a slightly panicky feeling hoping to find a train schedule for my return trip. As I can't find anything I get angry at my partner for leaving me here all by myself. [...]

I'm walking down the stairs to find someone on the ground floor who can help me. As I approach the reception desk I shout "Emergency!". But no one reacts and one of them lies down on a small portable bed in the corner. I look at the man sitting behind the desk and realize that I don't remember him being at our hotel the last time. I look at my left hand and realize that it looks different and that I have 6 fingers. I become lucid and decide to fly outside.

Outside I look around me and am amazed at the detail of the train station in front of the hotel. As I'm flying I don't really know where to go so I turn left into a classy shopping mall made out of marble. I sit down in front of a computer and take another look at my hand to check if I'm dreaming. Again I count my fingers and wonder about the size and shape of my fingers.

[wake up]

Fragment
There was a boxer on the greenway.

Dream 1
I was at a bus stop with my friends (I think) and a girl I know walks past and starts talking to me. I think she's scared so I follow her until I see another girl who was in my old class, now she was peng (hot) so I followed her instead. We were then at the greenway and for some reason she wanted to fight with some guy who walked past. I told her to chill.

Dream 2
I was in school and a girl asked me to go to her house after school. I said ok but first I went to talk to my friend. We talked and then as we were leaving we passed two teachers who started talking to us in the hallway.

Then the setting changed and we were in my kitchen, still talking to the teachers but then something clicked inside of my head, that girl lives closer to the school then I do, so why am I at home?

I then became lucid, I did the nose plug but I knew I was dreaming. The detail and realism of the dream made me real excited. I was thinking cool I looked at my hand and saw it turn red then I yelled "RED RAIN OF PAIN" in the voice of Jaeger from Ultimate Muscle which was all well and good till I chopped my friends head in half or some other guy I don't really remember.





I ran out into the street and it was night or atleast early morning. I then jump and tried to fly but only moved a little distance I then saw a bus that was underneath a tree. I think it was a 86 186 bus. I kept jumping trying to fly instead of remembering my current Dream Task. I got scared and thought "what if this isn't a dream?". "What if someone's watching?" I turned around and saw a silohoutte looking through the top window then I lost lucidity and woke up.

Last night I went all out and did every technique in the book because I was tired of everybody being lucid except me. So I had 2 main dreams both of them lucid form the start, unfortunately I can only recall one:

I was walking around the city I live in but the layout was completely different. I was walking with FL a good friends of mine and it was raining so she was holding a black umbrella over the two of us.
We were trying to collect information on something, I think the city we were in. We were also walking next to SL who also had a partner and an umbrella. Shortly afterwards they went in a different direction, whilst me and FL passed a red corner shop. It was a really dark red shop, the colour of blood but I couldn't see what the shop was selling. Then a fire engine pulled up fairly near to us and the firemen got to work even though there was no fire. They plugged one end of their hose into a drain on the side of the cobbled road.

I didn't see what happened next because we moved on; we walked into this huge shopping centre where we went in a few shops before arriving at the top floor. I ran to the massive glass window that looked out over the city and as I did the rain stopped and the clouds parted.

The sun was now shining in a lovely bright blue sky and as I turned around to look at FS I saw this huge baby doll that was about 4 or 5 feet high, dark in skin colour and sitting on a sofa looking at me.

FS was nowhere to be seen but there was a mother and child now looking at this massive plastic baby. As I lost interest it started to act more like a normal baby and I heard my mothers voice say something about the baby.

The scene then switched to the top of a castle where there were four young boys stood on the battlements cutting peoples hair, like proper hairdressers.

A lady appeared and asked what haircut would look best on her, she was old and her hair was white and thin. Immediately the boy replied with the suggestion of extensions, the boss of the shop was stood next to him and gave a stern look. She told him to move out of the way while she did some kind of strange majestic transformation, all she really did was put a pink apron on. Then as she was working on the old lady's hair she started telling everybody how bad it was to miss college. She said that the brain collected spheres of knowledge when a class was attended, when missed however they fly off and whiz around trying to find another person to be absorbed by. She then looked at me as if to say "and it's your job to stop these spheres"

The scene then changed again, I was back in the city. I suddenly saw a sphere shoot past, I realised I was holding what appeared to be a small taser given to me to help stop the spheres. I ran after it, chasing it up the high street (that's what it looked like). I caught up with it, it was clear around the edge with a glowing coloured centre. Very much like a point bubble from little big planet.

I fired the device at it and almost immediately the bubble was sucked into the taser, I didn't have time to hang about though because not a few seconds later did another one shoot past me. Again I managed to catch up with it just in time to see it be absorbed by this woman who was sat down on the side of the street with her handbag. She had black hair and I have seen her before (I think she may be my DG). I said "excuse me ma'am but I'm sure I just saw a sphere hit you and go inside you" She proceeded to take out her phone before replying "no, that's what it looked like. It actually hit the girl next to me" I questioned her as to who this girl was and she nodded to the metal plate which was screwed into the wall she was sat up against. Scratched into the plate were the words "Here busks RB" I remembered her to be one of my friends in real life so I quickly asked her what happened to her. She said she saw her get dragged through those green doors after the sphere hit her and she motioned to the green doors next to her.

I charged through the doors and straight into the pub on the other side. I had been here before in a previous dream, in which I met with my dad. I looked around and there he was with a pint of beer in his hand and he was laughing. I walked straight past him looking for RB. I approached 3 men sitting around a table and asked them if they'd seen her and they said they might have done. I was now holding a small flask of rum in one hand and what felt like a glass dice in the other. I then moved around the table so this group of people could get by, they walked like they owned the place and they all wore black Stetson hats. It looked like they were wearing the same attire that the villain would wear in a wild west film. Nobody spoke until they had passed. I then sat down at the table and one of the 3 men got out a map, something to help find my friend apparently. But the map wasn't of anywhere I recognised at all. The dream faded out here.

I knew I was dreaming throughout the whole of the dream, unfortunately it was so fragile that if I tried anything the dream would collapse. Even during the dream I could still feel my physical body. So any movement I did try would have resulted in me waking myself up. Officially yes it was a lucid dream but for me personally it wasn't because I didn't really do anything I wanted. Best dream I've had in a while though.
I do apologise for the amount of images, I think it helps people to visualise what I saw better. Also I do not own or take credit for any of the images in this entry.