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I had a dream that me, my mum & brother went to a place called either Baurmind or Bourneville, it was quite the eastern European country with small temple things you'd see in say Russia, but more modern yet still quite poor. On the way there the plane runway was the sand on the beach, people were playing there and jogging however they were used to planes coming + going. When we were on the runways the plane wouldn't slow down + couldn't stop. The plane that started spinning out of control with the electrics flashing on and off, me and my brother were panicking.
The plane then started to crash into buildings with its wings + tail but aparently it was good in order to stop the plane. We then ended up in a green forest and people got out the plane and were assigned to their hotels. My brother wasn't in the same hotel as mum and I so I told the people he went with to look after him.
I was then left thinking 'What are we going to do in Bourneville?'

This dream is from last night.

I'm back at college AGAIN. This is definitely a recurring theme in my recent dreams. It's actually getting annoying. I liked college, but I've moved on to other things. Dreaming I'm back there makes me feel like I've regressed or something.

In this particular dream, I think I was moving back in after summer break. I was completely and utterly lost. I couldn't find my dorm. I ended up in a dorm with a few friends of mine, but looking back, that particular dorm doesn't exist on campus. All of the rooms were empty. It was actually rather creepy.

I eventually manage to find my dorm and my room, which was furnished just like it was when I actually resided there. There were two girls there who were real-life acquaintances of mine in college. We talked a little bit. Then I randomly flashed them. Nothing too intense, just showed them my bra. They were confused and unimpressed. I was also confused as to why I had done that. (This bit may relate to things I've been pondering in waking life. I won't go into it right now though.)

Another recurring theme: I had to get ready for classes I felt unprepared for and didn't want to take. I looked at my schedule, and my first class was Math. I've always despised math. Why does my subconscious keep sending me to a math class?

Looking back on this dream is helping me understand dream signs. I could've gone lucid if I were able to realize that the dorm I was in didn't exist in reality, or that I was in classes with professors I had never met in real life. So...I definitely need to keep a better eye on the little things that don't make sense in my dreams.

And I think it's a good dream to start with!

This is from 10-29-2011:

I must have been back at college, as I recognized campus buildings and parts of downtown. I was also with a few of my closest friends from college.

In this dream, I was dating Rick Wright, the late keyboardist of Pink Floyd. It wasn't young Rick from the 60s or 70s, but older, white-haired Rick. We were very much in love with each other, in the way that makes other people nauseous ("No I love YOU more!. Oh you!").

My friends did not approve of our relationship. They thought that Rick was taking advantage of a young girl and that I was using him as a "sugar daddy". I got very upset at them, trying to convince them that Rick and I were truly in love.

The last thing I remember was going to a supermarket with my friends, where Rick was working as a cashier. I turned to my friends and said "See! He's a working stiff just like us!" and then proceeded to give all my attention to Rick.

This dream made me very happy. It felt really nice to be loved, even if my friends didn't approve or understand. And Rick was an absolute darling.

Lastly, Rick was living in a house with David Gilmour and Nick Mason, and I chatted with them for a bit. Since I've had a dream where I met Roger Waters, I can now say that I've interacted with every member of Pink Floyd in my dreams except for Syd Barrett. I think I'll make that lucid goal.

My Pink Floyd fangirlness knows no bounds. None.

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.

So i saw a big black screen saying "You found an unusual commentary node" equipable by medic and " You found Starnge troublemakers tossle cap" with a picture of an oversized tefflin (stupid religion class) Then i was walking down some stone stairs like in oblivion aleyid ruins and there was a choice to go left and right on the left there is a storage closet and on the right is a room with the oversized tefflin in it so i opend it and found some sort of black or red garment probably the tossle cap itself.....
Teamfortress 2 might be my dream sign


This is the style of the stairs and rooms minus the skeleton ofc

So I'm fishing at the coast of this spring or beach with just a line. I feel something tug, and whatever it is....it's big as all get out. I maintain the line and when I feel a break in tension, I pull it in. While this is happening, people are yelling and panicking....telling me to let it go. The water is down right violent, and it looks like what ever I have is probably something that has the potential to eat me and everyone else. I steadily ignore everyone's pleading and continue pulling this unknown creature in.

Thoughts flash in my head, could be a shark, could be a great white, could be anything...hell a small whale. I was thinking "well if I can beach it, then I win". Suddenly the most curious thing in all of my dreams happens. I see this plume of blackness emerge through the water, and two long appendages on each side sprout from it. The they propel the creature upwards to my astonishment. The black object.....smooth wet hair....those appendages, arms. Suddenly I realize that this "monster" is actually a person.

I slack the line all the way up to where I started at, and watch her slowly rise to her feet. Wet brunette hair gets tossed to the back of shoulders like curtains. Wearing a black leather top and skirt I immediately recognize this woman to be Summer Glau. She stands around around 15 feet and has the most pissed off look on her face. The hook is still in her mouth.

Everyone who's on the beach is running around screaming for their lives, and leaving while I'm just staring at her, motionlessly. She pulls the hook out of her mouth, and holds it between her fingernails, and slashes at me. The first swipe wasn't intended to hit me. I think she just wanted to scare me, but it didn't work. I'm sitting on the beach with puppy dog eyes still enamored by whats going on. I slightly gather my senses, and she swings again. This time she's playing for keeps. I raise and cross my arms above my head, and bock her attack. I feel the hook tear a bit at my skin, but it's not much. During the actual attack I feel my feet slide across the sand as I'm pushed backwards by several meters. She attacks several more times, and I block the aggressive onslaught.

I feel like I deserve this in some sort of way, as some cruel punishment. Suddenly I stop blocking her attacks I don't want to fight her, and at this point, I feel like maybe I just deserve it. She raises an open hand above my head, and I know she's going to slap me like a rag doll, but I don't care. I don't blink, cringe or anything. She pauses, and looks directly into my eyes, and for a second we connect. She lowers her guard, and slowly bends over towards me. Her face gets so close to mine as she locks in, and suddenly, she kisses me.

I'll have to admit...that was one of the best feelings ever. she stands up right, and I try to talk to her, but she says nothing. She picks me up, hugs me, and places me on the back of her neck. I hold on, and she walks around town with me. I feel the unevenness of weight distribution as we head out on our journey to no where. The vibration of each foot step works it's way through my body, and I'm blown away by it all. There's a little girl who's also up there with me. We talk a bit, and I think I even played a game with her, and I bought my attention back to Summer. She spoke to me, but I don't remember what was said.

I remember after I woke up, I was replaying the dream in my head....almost like a DVR how everything flash in my face....I could have still been dreaming, I'm not sure.

I quickly release the seatbelt and get out of the car. My friend does the same as he runs into the water. I don't think much of the strange puddles surrounding the building we had driven to, but a screech from my friend quickly brings some logic into my sleeping mind.
A dark void seems to be held within these spots of water with strange leaves floating through it. My friends mother quickly yells at us for daring to look into these puddles, so from there we don't bother to discover it's secrets.
I don't really take into account the size of the mansion we enter but it for sure is large. It houses the family of one of my friends before he had moved away a few years back. As we enter he greets us and asks us to go downstairs to have something to eat.
By the time we get down there I somehow end up in a pyramid of sorts surrounded by a large city. A voice tells me how to carry out a task I am told to do and I have no trouble pulling it off. It involved assassinating a man because of a conspiracy of sorts. I walk up to his, almost, lifeless body as he begins to speak. He speaks of liquid that sees the truth. It can find what you are missing. He points at a puddle that was similar to the one I had seen earlier and I tell him about it.
He suddenly jolts back in a more surprised manner as he breaths heavily. He then enters a state of rage and attempts to kill me. I am pushed backwards and hit the side of the wall. I am suddenly thrust into the puddle below me as lights flash before my eyes. Voices speaking to me through something in my ear fly by and slowly become distorted and strange as I fall down an infinite void of oddly shaped leaves.
I feel the world move faster and faster while the continuous growls of the man ring through my ear. Soon they are nothing but a high pitched squeal as I see light at the end of the fall. I smile with joy and hit the light. I suddenly jolt awake in my bed away from the horrors that the liquid void took me through.

Whatever the heck happened I don't think its the end. I am going to force myself into a LD and continue the story of this dream. This is one of the most memorable (action) dreams I have ever had. What is the Liquid Void really?

(The following includes referances to many games and shows)


I don't remember the crime, but I was on the run, I just knew the cops were after me and they had a reason. I was running down the road, it was one of those feelings where you're trying to move, but you move like you're underwater. I had the will to do it fast enought though. The cops weren't anywhere to be seen, but I was still running. There were houses all around, I recognized most of them, but they were in the wrong places. I was on the left side of the road and cars were passing all around, some parked on the side of the street. I looked to the right, on the other side of the street two cops were exiting a house, they clearly noticed me. They pulled out their guns and I ran faster, but it took more strength to move. I ran in zigzags, hoping it would throw them off, I would occasionally jump behind a tree. We ran for a while when I came across a house I suspected to be mine, but it looked nothing like my house. It had a huge backyard and thick woods all around it. I ran to the back yard, it was still getting harder to move. I reached the edge of the woods and I pushed through the leaves and trees, but I ended up back at my house.

Right around then I thought about it, the cops were getting closer, I was in a loop, that doesn't happen in real life. Then I realized I was dreaming. I made their guns dissappear and flew up, I was about halfway to the top of the tree line. I wasn't focused enough, I accidentally made Carl from Jimmy Neutron appear. I tried what I did in older dreams. I flapped my arms and legs as if I were making a snow angel. It worked, I rose into the air slowly, then I gained more concentration and I was able to control myself easier. I no longer had the underwater feeling. I flew higher and higher.

I could hear Carl yelling, "Sheen! don't go!" I suspected he was talking to me, but I knew I wasn't sheen, "Cops! He's up there in the sky!"

As I started paying attention more I realized the clouds were square and there was a lot of fog. It remined me of MineCraft, wait, this is MineCraft! The cops were flying too. I started to believe it was Minecraft subconsiouly and I started to loose control. I lost the ability to fly and fell down. Double tap space, I thought, do it, double tap. It worked for a second as I saw a flash of myself hit the spacebar twice. But it didn't last, I kept falling. A fire ball shot from above, most likely from the cops. Double tap! Do it! SPACE, SPACE! then I started flying again. I looked down, I was about ten feet from the ground, good timing.

I looked around, the setting changed, I was in the graveyard I commonly go to IRL. I convinced my self I was dreaming again, I pinched myself, I gealt no pain, good. It wasn't MinCraft, I can do more now. The cops were gone. I hovered for a few seconds when suddenly, a mix of Kirby and King Boo appeared from a grave. I looked around and saw 8 (from the dream academy dream) sitting on a log. I moved to the crypt beside the field where she sat. It was still sunny, I decided it was time for a fight scene. King Kirby and I had a battle I did everything I wanted, I shot fire, shurakins, controlled the air, etc. King Kirby would do his thing changing form and shooting stars at me, he occasionally sucked in something I threw at him and gained that power. I summoned the Hand (the white glove from Super Smash Bros) and started beating him with it. I flew up and erased the hand, I dove down at Kirby and shot him with fire. Kirby stated summoning things himself, my memories. I had my mind stuck on cartoons and video games so he reminded me of old favorites, Foster's Home for imaginary friends, Kirby, Mario,etc. We eventually got bored and sat and talked with 8 for the rest of the dream.

(I've been watching Psych lately, so this remined me of it, mailny because Gus was there and so was his ex-girlfriend Ruby)
(I guess I was Shawn, but It was first person, and no one said my name, so I wasn't sure)



I was in the gym Lobby. I suspected we were solving a mystery, Gus was beside me and a girl, I didn't (and still don't) know who she was, but she looked familiar (I think she might have been 8, the DC from my other dreams, not 8 years old). We walked by the desk (empty, but messy) and the smoothie bar (I like smoothies). We went past the rooms where people hit the tennis ball on the wall and try to get it over and over, everything looked like it did in the gym my dad used to go to (which means there really was a smoothie bar) but it was all empty. We sat on a bench, the only thing that was off about the place was the round window leading to the next room behind us (It was supposed to be a mirror, I didn't think about that until after).

"So she's in here?" I turned to Gus, he nodded.

"Be careful, she's listening to music," said the girl. (Wow, she might kill me! *sarcasm*)

I went in, but Gus went ahead, the girl stayed behind. Gus went around a beam in the middle of the room, but I stood right infront of it, observing. There was a large dent in it about the size of my head. I grabbed the inside and lifted my self up, then went back to the ground (I've been climbing trees a lot lately, I guess I was still thinking about it). I walked over to Gus and saw that he was talking to Ruby on a treadmill. She was the one we were after I guess. I pulled Gus away.

"Dude, let's go to the gift shop," I said.

"Okay," he said

We pulled Ruby along and I stopped, "Wait a minute, I used to go to this gym!" I said, "It used to be called, (I said the correct name but I forget it now)"

Ruby nodded and pointed at a TV with the old logo on it. (Odd enough that they would keep it there) I got confused, but we continued on to the gft shop. When we got there I noticed a bunch of rolled up temper-pedic matresses against one wall. The girl behind the counter was the one we were with earlier. There were action figures of what 70's-80's band names inspired on the counter. I looked to my right and this girl from real life was standing with her sister (I'll call her Half (it sound cool huh?) and her sister Half's sister "Half's sister (creative, I know....)) I looked at Half then quickly looked away. She picked up one of the figure's from the desk and observed it. I looked back at her and she said something along the lines of:

"Well, I guess I should buy this as a preasnt in case I can't aford anything else" (what an odd choice for a preasant)
I looked at he with an odd smile, (her sister hadc no real importance in the dream, she just was there in the background) she smiled back. We walked away and out the door, and everything faded.

Dream - Lucid

I know there was more to this dream than this, but this is all I can really recall right now.

I was in what looked like a bedroom. The carpets were dark red. I remembered something from my waking life (which happens quite a bit in my regular dreams as well as lucid), and that somehow got my brain to the conclusion that I was dreaming.

I started to walk through the room, and the right side of my vision went out. I started trying to get it back, but it felt like my eye was shut so tightly, that it would open my real eye if I tried too hard. I decided to wait it out.

I walked by a bed that was on my right. In front of me, was...me. I was there, sitting on the floor. My hair was pulled back into a ponytail, I was wearing a white shirt, and I was sitting Indian-style on the floor, looking at me and smiling. Curious, I approached myself, hoping to ask some questions.

By this point, my vision had fixed itself.

I came up to myself sitting on the floor. I looked, and where I had been sitting there was now some sort of kitchen appliance machine still in its box instead. The box was white and was in a shopping bag. Weird. I started trying to figure out what that could have meant.

I then was outside in the daytime. I saw a huge, clear, beautifully vivid rainbow. I was with someone, my dad I think. He was standing in front of and facing me. I told him to turn around and look, because I could see that the rainbow was about to fade. The sun started to set very quickly as the sky turned orange and red. The rainbow's colors darkened but were still vivid. My dad turned to look, and the rainbow started to morph. The top of the rainbow started to break up and turn until it was a bunch of vertically-facing dark-colored bands sitting on top of the rest of the rainbow. My dad pointed out what was going on extremely matter-of-factly, but I can't remember what he said.

I finally decided yesterday that I would actively pursue Lucid Dreaming as an interesting hobby. And depending on my success, that is to say how often I'm able to conjure them, it could lead to other 'things'. The first thing I did was investigate the physical aids to Lucidity. What I discovered was that those aids were no magic pill. They were and are designed to create dream signs. To me, a dream sign is an aspect of your current dream that is directly and immediately being influenced by something in the wakeing world...such as flashing lights of a mask or your need to go to the bathroom.

I went to bed last night without expecting anything to happen, though before I fell asleep I realized I would need to go to the bathroom during the night but I was too lazy to get up. As it turns out this was the exact perfect thing, because during my dreaming (and I only recognized this after the fact) there was a lot going on with jugs of orange juice or soda. It was the dream sign of water or liquid and it was filling my dream because of my need to go to the bahroom.

The key is to keep the stimulus (whatever it is) low profile enough so that you don't immediately wake up when it begins, but also constant enough that your mind creates dream signs around it.

Moving forward I plan on performing a Reality Check any time I come into contact with a liquid, that would be either drinking water/coffee or carrying a container of water.

Reflecting back, the "full bladder" dream signs have always involved liquid in some way.

And I choose this way as the cheapest and easiest means.

This should get interesting...

(The following is the continuation of a previous post...)


I wandered around the grounds, looking for people, I went to the back of the school where people were practicing flying, transforming, and other tricks. I walked around looking for someone with cards, then I came across two nerdy looking kids sitting at a little plastic table. I walked over and noticed they had yugioh cards. I talked with them for a bit and decided to go back. I walked in and 8 was still at the wooden table. I sat next to her.

"What took you so long?" she asked.

"I was like two minutes," I replied.

She smiled, "That's still too long."

The next thing I knew, we were making out and within seconds, everything went black as if I slept in my dream, and what do you know? I wake up beside her in my room.

Holy crap! I thought to myself, how did that even happen?

8 was still asleep so I decided to go for a walk, I went out and had another forgetful confrontation with the head master. I went behind the school and went for a walk in the woods. I eventually got bored and decided to go back and have a little fun. When I returned to school grounds the sun had just risen above the tree tops, and I had nothing to do. I went up to my room, where 8 was still lying in bed, awake now. We watched eachother, trying to keep from any awkward coversations.

"Well, that was fun," she said.

I stood in the doorway and scratched my head and smiled, "You wanna do somthing?"

She slowly sat up, "What?"

"I don't know, what do you do for fun around here?" I asked.

She smiled and got up, she took my hand and brought me to the table we were at before. We waited for a minute and then she pulled out a paper, "Draw something big, and scary."

8 handed me the paper and I started drawing, I didn't even have a pencil. I drew a dinosaur/humanoid with giant arms and handed her back the paper. She smiled and folded it up. She took my hand again and pulled me out the door and behind the school.

She heald the paper infront of my face, "Look at this," she said, "How about you make it real, then we can fight it."

I observerd the drawing, I already knew its details, seeing as I drew it. I thought about its giant arms, how his skin would be the color of darkened almonds, how he would bare his teeth when he was angry, then I saw him, right behind 8. We both began flying, and we had an epic battle, one too epic for words. When it was defeated, we landed back on the ground. 8 hugged me as tightly as I would imagine possible, we stood there for a minute, still hugging. She suddenly released me.

"I'm gonna miss you," she said, and she gave me one last kiss.

(The following was a very long dream, so I will post it in differnet parts...)



It started on a train. I was standing alone in my car, watching as we passed red lights every three yards or so. We went through a forest, then under a mountain, it stopped at the edge of a lake. All I could see was a magnificent series of buildings of different shapes and sizes, each with a unique color light around it. Thre was the rectangular green building, medium height, some round windows, others only slits moving horizontaly along the edge. The mountain shaped red building to its right, a bit taller, no visible windows. There was the wave shaped building behind both, blue almost completely made of glass. The pointed yellow building was last (now that I think of it, these colors are like the ones from the houses of Hogwarts) this building was the shape of an upright needle, only with horizontal slits for windows, placed at the far back, a bit right of the blue building.

I don't know how it happened, but I teleported across the lake, only after that did I realize I was dreaming. I was introduced to the headmaster, I don't remember much about how he looked or acted, he sort of just existed. I was then brought into the green-lit building where I hung out in the lobby.

I sat in a teal beanbag chair and observed the inside, I was sitting next to the stairs, they were wood and went up the center of the room. The rug underneath me was a greyer teal and all around the room were balconies, going all up the walls. I figured they lead to our rooms and I soon found out I was right.

I noticed a girl and a boy, both with brown hair, sitting in beanbag chairs at a low, wooden table across the room. I walked over to them.

"Where am I?" I asked.

They replied, "the dream academy"

The girl spoke on her own, "Hi, I'm (I can't remember, so I'll call her 8) 8," I just realized how beautiful she was, "7 (what I'll call the guy) will show you around."

7 stood up and lead me up the stairs only one floor, he opened a door on one of the balcanies and showed me in, the walls were all white and there was one big round window at the end of the room, beside it was the bed. I looked out the window and saw the sun setting, but it was already night, was it rising? The sky actually turned orange and when I turned around, 7 was gone. I walked out of my room back down to 8. She layed out some cards on the table.

"What are these for?" I asked.

"They're to help our abilities while dreaming." she replied, I noticed her smile at me.

I observed the cards for a minute, "These are Yugioh cards," I said.

"Good, you recognized them, now go outside and find some people with cards."

I went outside, under a white bridge connecting the green and white building, I saw the headmaster, all I remember is asking him whay there were different colored buildings, I think he answered but I don't remember anything having to do with him.

-to be continued...

I'm at Charles Xavier´s mansion. I´m an X-Men.
I'm Wolverine.

The mansion is white with brown doors. It has tall columns, white as well.

In a room is Gambit and Storm . In another room is a younger Storm.
She wants to be the successor of the older one.
The older Storm, doesn´t think the new one is good enough to succeed her.

I decide to test the new one and we both go to the Danger Room to train.

She flies a bit and then lands in front of me.

She raises her hands and I see, from the the tips of her fingers, yellow rays coming out in cascade.
I think that the visual effect is very poorly done.
We struggled a little, and I think she's got enough technique.
The wooden door separating the room of Gambit and the Danger Room is closed, and suddenly it is covered with a metal door that closes and locks us into the Danger Room.
I look at the window and i think:
"I'm Wolverine,i have mutant healing factor, so I do not think it will cost nothing if i throw myself through the window.
I think the pieces of glass will not hurt me at all."
I run towards the window and run through it. I Land on the other side, the porch, without any pain.

This is a dream that I had every now and then from the age of hmmm about five to twelve? I started having it a few years before I moved which was when I was six and stopped sometime around the end of elementarty/beginning of middle school which woule be eleven. I know five is a pretty early age for this dream but I guess that is why it stuck. It is simple really. . .

I was in my backyard. In the house I lived in at the time the yard basicly circled around it. the grass was very tall, about up to my chest. I had two strangers searching for me, both men. One had a shotgud and the other had a pistol. Sometimes it was night and sometimes it was afternoon but always the same things happening. I would run around crouching behind the grass trying to keep my distance and sometimes sitting still while they walk past searchign for me. I think someties they shot at me but in a "something moved over there so I will shoot wildly" kind of way. It is the only dream I have had more than twice and it happened over years. One of the very few dreams I have ever had that scared me.