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[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]19.01.2011[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Timewarp Road[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](DILD)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]After a few weeks of NO recall, I got something :)

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]I was in a McDonalds, waiting in line and everything seemed normal. Though, suddenly something didn't add up and I pinched my nose and [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]could breathe.

I was trying to recall my goals and remembered my goals to go to the past and future. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](remember this) [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]Before I could attempt it, something caught my eye, I saw 7 Year Old Blue-haired quadruplet girls in robes lining up. I remembered another one of my goals was to ask a DC for inspiration, or for what they might want. I went up to them and asked them what they would like, they said they wanted Santa Claus to show up this year, they're a poor family. Before I could try to accomplish their wish...I woke up...or did I?

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]I was in my bed, thinking, "Why'd it have to end there, I was just about to do something." I though that I should check on my plaster cast I just needed applied when I [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]became lucid, the reason...I don't have a cast. I looked around and I was in a hi-tech house with automatic everything that had a very nice view though. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](My SC helped me with my goal...) [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]I had a look around my home and peeked outside where there was a big excersise ball in a bush. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](this likely showed up because my one popped, I like to sit and bounce on them) [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]I attempted to shatter the window by punching it, which didn't work. I continued to try punch it to no avail and then tried a jumping cliche' kung-fu kick. I failed to even make it to the window. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](even in my dreams, I still suck) [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]Giving up hope, I just went outside and followed a sot of Cyber-road. As I was walking along I felt the dream fading by stabilized it, I also noticed the road was sort of slowly losing it's techy look. I eventually came to a big hill. By this time, the road was only modern, I went up it and saw the road turn to big slate bricks like they wee a long time ago. When I got to the top I was overlooking a moonlit village. It was the most beautiful thing i'd seen in a dream, It was so realistic, I saw a simple village with people walking around, I felt the dream fading, but satisfied I completed 2 goals, I let it.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

This was another lucid from several days ago that I didn't have time to journal. I don't recall much now, but the lingering emotion makes it memorable.

Jennifer
I become lucid somehow. I am in a house. It's vaguely familiar but I don't know specifically. I try to recall my plan. I think to summon my ex-girlfriend (which wasn't my plan, but it's something I've thought to do, but feared it might be dangerous). I seem to be in the living room of the house. I sense that around the corner and through the hall is the kitchen. I take a breath and prepare myself to meet Jen, who I haven't seen in 3 years. In those years, I have only dreamed of her once or twice, and even then only briefly. But I am haunted by memories of her in waking life.

I finally muster the courage and start walking toward the kitchen where I expect her to be. As I enter the door, I call to her loudly: "Jen?" Then I walk in and there she is. I stop, shocked that it worked. There she is after all these years. I take a moment to really look at her. She doesn't move and doesn't say anything. I look at her face. She seems a bit older. He face a bit worn and no makeup. She is not ugly but she is somewhat... undesirable. I silently thank my subconscious. I thought this would be very difficult and painful. But somehow, now that I see her, it's not so scary. I am not overcome with desire, or anger, or sadness. I just see her and she is just a person.

I talk to her briefly, but I don't recall any detail of the conversation. I only recall my sense of relief that I saw here and I didn't totally freak out.

This was a weakly lucid dream for several days ago. I didn't have time to journal it at the time. I don't recall much of the dream, but my interpretation is memorable.

Father
I am in my apartment living room. I see my father. He is sitting at the couch. He is bent over, writing something on the coffee table. I notice he is writing with his left hand.

Interpretation: My father isn't left-handed, but I am. I am the only person in my family who is left-handed. It's something I identify strongly with. When I saw in the dream that my father was writing with his left-hand, I realized that this dream character actually represented an aspect of myself. This made me think of when I look in the mirror in waking life. I see myself and, as I've become an adult, I look a lot like my father. When I look at my reflection, I see my father. This upsets me because I have a bad relationship with my father and a negative opinion of him. I have collected all my own negative character traits and projected them on to an image of my father. But really, it is myself. I can't reject and avoid the negative aspects of myself. I must accept them and work toward a holistic personal goal.

Family in Crossword Maze
My whole family is together. Father, mother, sister, me. And also maybe one other male child. We are walking through a forest. The trees and paths are arranged like a maze. It's like a big maze puzzle game. We walk through and collect letters. They are like big white Scrabble tiles that are scattered throughout the maze. We have a map. Every so often we stop to consult the map. Guarding the paths are giant spiders, but they seem fake. They are like piñatas.

So we walk around together, collecting these letter tiles. I am surprised that everyone in the family is getting along and working together toward this common goal. Eventually, we seem to reach the end of the maze and have collected all the letters. Then the map of the maze appears like a crossword. We place the letter tiles on the map to complete words. I remember two of the horizontal words were "California" and "Geneva".

Then the whole scene seems to restart. We start back at the beginning of the maze and do the whole thing over again. My sister complains that I found all the tiles last time and I should let other people help. So I help my sister and the other mystery boy by pointing out where the letter tiles are. I'm a bit frightened of the big spiders. My mother is fearless and she knocks them away with a big piece of paper, paving a safe path though the maze.

Interpretation: Lately, I have come to realize that when I dream of my family members, they actually represent different parts of my own personality. So, in this dream, all the members of my family are working together and succeeding. The fears and weaknesses of some individuals are made up for by the strengths of the others. I interpret this mean that I should accept and incorporate all aspects of my character.

Brian
I dream of planning a trip with an old high school acquaintance, Brian, and his family. He was a friend but later we grew apart. In the dream, he is patronizing me and I am annoyed. But I honor the plan to take a trip with his family. I am at his house. I decide to return home and come back the next day when we will leave together. When I get home, I all him to confirm the time for the next morning. But I am still annoyed by his patronizing attitude.

Brian Again, fragment
Another dream about Brian. Maybe I woke up briefly and reentered the previous dream scene. I don't recall much detail beyond that.

NON LUCID-NAP (OR IT FELT LIKE ONE)
I can't post the content of the dream because it is probably against the rules. I am pleased to say it is the first dream I recall with such matter (it's NOT sex, lol) and it made me realize how we need to defend our country. I am also please to say, that I actually remembered a nap dream! That's rare! Vividness: 4/5. SUPER clear for a nap.
I will add the scenery, since that's allowed. It was a field with a playground, and grass and white sand. Jasmine and Jemise were out there, and I ran from the danger and grabbed onto Jasmine's hand. We all ducked as sparks (which represented something else) rose from the ground and we protected ourselves. I vowed to never let ________ destory our lives again, and I would fight for freedom.
NON LUCID-NAP BEAUTY AND THE CANDLE II
Um, I only remember Belle hitting on the candle in human form. Vividness: 2.5/5. Fuzzy.

More notes for myself:

- Attempted a WILD by visualizing a landscape (a forest) then I visualized myself looking down at my feet as I walked and recreated the sound of footsteps.
- A minutes or so into it I was dreaming but I had no control of the dream or even a body, it was like watching a movie.
- I had to follow two girls, I couldn't turn away when I tried.
- I could read the mind of one (who turned out to be my dream guide, Catie) but not the other (her name was never mentioned so I'll call her DC2).
- Catie seemed to know this was a dream, which struck me as odd since most other DCs never seem to. DC2 didn't.
- Catie was like the "main character" of the dream, DC2 was just there to tag along.
- Catie did several reality checks and then start looking for someone.
- DC2 pointed at something and Catie turned to look.
- It was me, or at least a projection of me. Since I had no body and was simply observing the dream, I had no conscious connection with this "other me."
- They tried to get the attention of the "other me" but it didn't see them. It looked like it was looking for something.
- I tried to project myself into the "other me" but it didn't work.
- The "other me" teleported away (several teleportations a few feet apart, the way I usually travel in dreams).
- DC2 swore and said something about "him fading away again."
- I woke up.

Don't exactly beleive in "shared dreaming" but given the experience, this might be as close to one as I've gotten. Maybe. Idk. Probably not.

I find myself outside near a convenience/appliance combination store wearing my trusty ‘traveling’ backpack I own only in my dreams. It, as usual, is stuffed with marijuana. Apparently weed is the only thing I feel I need to survive when traversing the dreamscape.

A teenager approaches me from across the street as if he knows me. The teenager asks me for some weed and offers to help me “get some pussy” in return. This disrespectful bartering prospect highly unnerves me, and sends me into a rage. I swing a right hook at him, but he is a minor and so I subconsciously pull back at the last moment and the punch doesn’t land.

The punk kid throws a deck of cards at me and they all spill and flutter around me. I dig into my trusty dream satchel to procure some sort of defense. I find my rhyming dictionary and throw it at the teenager. This has no affect and so I throw spoon after spoon at him… each of which I find inside my bag. With the kid distracted, I duck into the store and find myself at the model washers and dryers.

Cat shit covers my clothes now so I am given ample reason to use said washers and dryers. I strip down to my boxer-brief underpants and place my dirty clothes in an empty display washer. Everybody is very upset by my actions, and shake their heads at me… who stands wearing boxer-briefs, shoes and socks, and a backpack. Since I was half-naked, the authorities were notified so the police show up immediately… there had been a cruiser across the street and two officers witnessed the entire previous scene with the teenager. I am afraid because of how much marijuana I have on my person, and the immanence of being searched… I approach the police and surrender the rest of my spoons. Subconsciously I knew that I was dreaming and that I didn’t have to actually suffer the legal ramifications of the situation at hand and ended the dream to wake myself up before being busted for possession.

my mother in law has been dead for 13 years. i married my wife 8 months after my mother in law died.
i dreamed that my father in law knock on my door and he told me to go buy 4 Chinese statues because his wife was coming to my house [in reality she had 4 Chinese statues but 2 of them were stolen] we went to buy them and then my mother in law came. she told me that my house [which is her house] is beautiful but is too small for us because i have 4 children. all of a sudden the door knocked and as she knew that it was his husband she shouted that she didn't want him to come inside and as he hear these words he left. then she told me not to help him and we don't need him and we should leave him alone. she even told us she is going to tell us some words but she was in a hurry and she had to go



p.s i really want to know what all this dream means please

NON LUCID-GET ME IN THE GARAGE
I don't think I was asleep when I dreamt this, but if I was I must have been half awake.FA. Mom woke me up in the middle of the night and told me to get a midnight drink with her. (We don't ever do that.) I heard people yelling that sounded like my old friends from Pittsburgh, PA. Their names are Tori, Mandy, Taylor, DJ, Hannah, etc. (That's just SOME my neighborhood friends.) I heard their voices from outside, so I rushed to the window in the garage to see them. I picked up a stick and poked the window. I couldn't see anyone, but I asked "Hey, is that you, guys? What are you doing here?!" They just kept laughing, but before I could investigate more, the door shut. I ran right to it, because I am terrified of the dark. When I ran up to the door, calling Mom for help, I felt an evil presence. I saw in the corner of my eye a murderer, with a ski mask and black outfit. He was holding a knife. Mom opened the door slightly as I tried to get out. I think I knew I was dreaming, because I made my "spirit" go through the door, and follow my body outside of the garage. I put my "spirit" back in my body, and I was unharmed, I woke up. This might have been lucid, but I don't want to count it because, 1. It was not a dream, it was a nightmare, anyway. 2. It's not really something that I had fun doing, so even though I knew I was dreaming, I'd rather not count it. The reason the word spirit is in quotes, is because it was black. I am pretty sure mine is clear, and glowing. Vividness: 4/5 It seemed so real I probably think it would have happened.
NON LUCID- AUDIO BAN
I was in math class. Kaylee was there, which she isn't in my real math class. She had her MP3 on, listening to it. The guy that sits in front of me had his MP3 on, only one ear. It was yellow and black with a tint of green. (his headphones) Instead of where I normally sit, I was in the middle-ish part of the room, in the back. Kaylee looked prettier than usual. Mrs. S gave an announcement that during the mid terms, we can't have our headphones in and listen to music. (We can't do that, anyway!) Kaylee wrapped her headphones around her MP3 and she put it in her pocket. Mrs. S then said, "I suggest if you have your MP3, put it away, NOW!" The guy in front of me, gave a guilty face and took the headphone out of his ear. When I observed Kaylee's MP3, I compared it to my iPod, and wondered if I could buy it, just for fun. Vividness: 4.5/5. Very bright and clear.
NON LUCID- BROKEN YASMIN = NICKI MINAJ
I tried to redo Yasmin's hair. I gave her a makeover. I put my Meez's pigtails in color black on her. When I was done, I put her on the dresser (ironic) and she got all wet. (This is my Yasmin Bratz with batteries, so she can't get wet and work.) I observed her and thought she looked like an ugly version of Nicki Minaj. Then, I noticed she was in water, and I recalled that you can't get even a slight amount of water on her. I tried to get Mom to fix her, because I was afraid she would explode. Vividness: 3/5 Somewhat clear.
NON LUCID- I LOVE YOU, I CAN'T LOSE YOU AGAIN FOR THE 5TH TIME!
The previous dream somehow turned into this dream, because the Nicki Minaj/Yasmin girl was a real girl in here. First, I went back on Meez, my virtual website thing. I got back my old look, and my pigtails. I told everyone I was back. The conference room was pretty, it was white and it had brown desks and black movie theatre seats. Everyone cheered, as I left to let the other people talk. Then, here is where it gets fun. I go on a bus, with my ex "husband." Really, boyfriend but we got married like four times on Meez. We were together for more than a year. Jordan was there, she had short blonde hair, very pretty, with her boyfriend. A cute guy with curly hair was there, who resembeled my old friend from 7th grade, Scooby. He had his girlfriend. Eric, (my current friend) was with the Nicki Minaj Yasmin. We all were on a bus for a romantic getaway, I didn't know where we were going. Here is the weirder part, I couldn't see him! He was invisible to me. I just knew it was him. Then, out of nowhere, we lose everyone. I am alone with Scooby, Jordan, and Eric. Jeff, Scoob's gf, Jordan's BF, and "Nicki" were gone. "No! No! Where'd he go?! No, I miss him!" Everyone was devistated, I was the only one with a shrill of hope. I kind of knew it was a dream. Like 13% out of 100%. "Calm down." I said, as everyone cried. Then, the bus driver told us to go on an elevator, because this bus was acting up. The hot guy with the curly hair (who resembled my friend) was crying, devistated he lost his girlfriend. Eric was sad, because he lost the fake Nicki Minaj. Jordan was crying. The guy was so sad, that he jumped on the almost-already-broken elevator, to kill himself. I joined along with him, hoping I would die. I love him so much, and to lose him for the 5th time, really broke my heart. We didn't die, sadly. Next thing we knew, we were on another bus. Once we got there, and everyone calmed down, we were at NYC. (for some reason, there was the eiffle tower there) No sign of them. This was our final destination. "See, they're gone forever!" Replied Jordan. Then, the bus driver came out with a blue hat and white shirt on. I THINK he was wearing jeans. "What'ru talkin' about?" He said confused. "There are two other buses behind me, because we wanted to make sure they worked, because the one you guys was on was bein' faulty." Then, drove up two buses, and out walked: Nicki Minaj/Yasmin, Jordan's bf, Scoob's gf, and my Jeff. We all ran up and hugged them, happy to be with them forever, even if mine was invisible. All of us "youngsters" went into a resturaunt in NYC, and had a double, double, double date there. It was so pretty. Only thing is, I didn't feel the love. Vividness: 3.5/5. Almost very clear.
Interpret: I think that I was all of the dream charecters. I think the dream represented how I felt about the loss of Jeff, who I haven't seen since 2008/early '09. I think also he was invisible because I am either, A. losing my feelings for him, or B. Realizing just because I loved him, maybe he isn't the one for me, anymore. Or, C. I will never see him again, so why be stuck on him? The mourning period is over, time to move on.

Well, I remember discussing family oddities with Fonzie while my little sister did something involving dolls in the other room, then I woke up and crashed again.

Then I dreamed that I was desperate for a place to study, so bad that I broke into the first church I ever went to. Now, this place is a common element in my dreams, but it's always a building with one of those layouts that you can never escape from. Open an exit, it opens to the entrance on the other side of the building, and all that.

Well, I opened a door to one of the classrooms, hoping for a table and chairs to work with, and found a pastor there. He said he was going to call the police unless I watched a video the church had prepared. It seems that they had been having problems with burglars, and even with all my homework on my back I couldn't convince him that I wasn't interested in theft. I just wanted to study. I had homework due.

But he made me sit down and watch a cartoon (with anthropomorphic animals, no less!) about how no matter what my friends thought, breaking into buildings was "not cool." Very cliche.

"Look, Miss. The person breaking into that church is a rat. You don't want to be a rat, do you?"
"You do realize that I'm 26, right? Not 5?"
"This isn't funny, Miss. This is very serious. This is your future we're talking about. You're on the road to drugs and prostitution."
"That's nice. Can I do my homework while I watch this?"

Finally he let me go, so late that not only had I missed my assignment, but the class it was for. I had flunked my class. He asked me if I ever wanted to break into a church again, and I told him that I was never setting foot in any church again. I think I added a "you bastard" to that. On my way out, I found his a woman by the side of the road with a blown tire, and offered to give her a ride. Turned out she was the pastor's wife, come to pick him up from guard duty. I dropped her off back at the church, and the pastor started cheering that he had saved another lost youth. I flipped him off as I left.

Nap-
Since it was a nap, I am lucky I remember even one fragment, which I did. I only remember the lesson involved in it. Someone, or something told me my life would get better when I am older. That's all I remember. maybe it's because it gave me information about the future that I couldn't handle right now.
Or it could be that I ate alot of cookies because right now my life is great anyway.

I just finished burning down the house, so I guess I should record my dreams.

Torotot Wars (lucid)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I wielded my pair of torotots (Tagalog for paper towel rolls XD) and ran around smashing people over the head with them. They were attacking me inside my house, so the paper towels rolls are all I could find. I ran into my bedroom to catch my breath and do a reality check. 'Looks like I'm dreaming', I thought as air passed through my closed mouth. I walked into my hallway, and I slashed the throat of an enemy. What the hell? I thought, the short torotot had turned into my purple dagger. Sweet. I tried to turn the long one into a long sword, but someone knocked it out of my hand and tackled me. Before I could run outside to get to the apocalypse ship in China for the LPTC, he took my dagger and plunged it through my chest.

Water Pong
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I opened the door and sat down on the edge of the chair. Naomi and Nick were in bathing suits, playing a game in a small pool, kinda like ping pong and water polo. They were trying to score by getting the ball past a blue line behind their opponent. Naomi kicked Nick's ass, and I was asked if I wanted to play. I got up and waited a bit to think about it, and said, "Sure." I took off my shirt and got in the pool. I cracked my knuckles and the judge threw the ball into the middle of the water. I lunged for the ball, colliding with Naomi.

For a Good Cause
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I visited someone's house as my parent's talked with other parents about some sort of cause that had to do with school. I walked around the house and visited a room with high ceilings and an opening to an upstairs. I heard my brother and some of his friends up there. I yelled, "Get down here!" and all three of the jumped maybe fifteen feet downwards. They were all wearing ugly, shiny, gold clothes and flashy jewelry. "What are you wearing?!" I questioned. My bro said, "We are wearing this stuff for a reason," and one of his friends started doing some dirty dance.

Not Again
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
Rachel, Bowen, and I walked outside to the parking lot to check something for our bio class with a few other students. We walked back into the classroom and it was fenced out by the construction workers. The sign on the class read, "Go to room 6311 for your backpacks, check room 3211 for Ms. D." "Oh well," I said, "let's just go home." Alex walked up to us looking rather sickly. "You want these peanut butter marshmallow sandwich? I'm to sick to eat." Rachel and I said, "No, thanks." Alex set it down on a tray by one of the pillars. Bowen ran back to grab it and took a few bites. "You're actually eating that?" I asked. "Mhm," he nodded. "Gross..." I watched some asshole driver in a tan Toyota speed onto the sidewalk. 'I know that car...' I thought.

This ending to the dream and the car I saw is exactly the same as the one I remember dreaming about three years ago.

The dream skips and my mom is taking my brother and I to the parking lot. It suddenly become dusk, and the street light ominously lit up a small section of the lot. The car was racing down the lanes of the parking lot trying to run us over. "Run!" I screamed. We all scrambled through shortcuts trying to outwit the driver, which worked almost flawlessly. We slipped between cars and the driver lost us for a second. My mom and my brother ignorantly ran towards our car; they didn't see the man driving towards them. "Wait!" I called out to them with no response. The man stopped and got out of his car. My brother saw him pull out a pistol and ran back toward me, but the man shot him in the back of the knee, and he crumpled to the ground. He pointed the gun toward my mom, and she whipped out a pistol from her pocket. I ducked down and heard two quick shots and a body falling. I don't know whose it was.

1/17/11 - Quarter Pieces
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I was with my dad at a little bookstore, somewhere downtown. I was looking around in the manga section. I didn't see anything really interesting, so I wandered around the store until I found a room seperate from the rest of the store. I went inside, and found shelves filled with books from a single manga series. I was amazed; there was only one copy of each volume, and yet there were enough to fill all the shelves. I loved the way the covers looked; each had a sparkly design on the front that glittered even in the store's dim lighting. I started reading them, and was about halfway through the seventh book when my dad found me. He said we had to leave, so I left with him, reluctantly.

I found myself in an abandoned building, with a single floor, holes where doors and windows should be, and graffiti covering the walls. Two boys walked in, one about my age, and one about ten, both with dark, shaggy hair. I hid myself from them, and my view of the room was switched to third person. The older boy was looking at some of the graffiti. I noticed one in particular - it said "iJustine" in big letters. The boy also noticed it, because the paint used to write it was dripping down the wall. It was still wet. Suddenly, I was seeing in first person again, and Justine and I jumped out from our hiding places. (I hadn't noticed before, but Justine was also hiding in the building.) The two boys were shocked. We started beating the crap out of them, especially the younger one. Afterwards I felt bad, so I asked them how I could make it up to them. The older boy asked for "two quarter pieces," so I reached into my pocket and pulled out a wad of money. I had ten bucks and a bunch of quarters, so I gave them one quarter and Justine gave them another. The two boys then ran off with what we'd given them.
I realized that, because I had $10, I could go back to that bookstore and buy a couple volumes of the manga that I liked. I ran out of the building and down the street, suddenly finding myself in a different scene. I was in the sparkly manga room in the bookstore, picking out which ones I wanted. My dad came in again. He told me that we were late for something and that I'd have to buy the books some other time. We both left.

Hannah was with me then, and we were sitting on some rocks by the ocean. It was just past sunset, and a bunch of other teens were with us, but I don't think I knew any of them. We decided to go swimming, so we all jumped into the water fully clothed. It was a little cold, and the current was strong. A boat passed by, and a big wave rushed over us. I found myself being pulled under, and I thought that Hannah was on top of me. I struggled to swim to the surface, and in doing so found that it wasn't Hannah pulling me down; I was tangled up in something, probably seaweed. When I finally freed myself and swam to the surface, I found myself looking up at an old Inuit woman. The current had somehow carried me far away, under ice, and into this woman's igloo. The hole in the floor that I was looking at her through was supposedly used for ice fishing. I scrambled out of the water and onto the floor, and collapsed, panting and shivering. I think I blacked out. From what I could figure out, the old woman used magic to heal me, but it also caused me to change into a white leopard, and though I could change back and forth at will, it would always be a part of me.

The scene shifted to what I think is a week later. I was staying with the Inuit woman. The view was third person.
Remember the dark-haired boys from earlier? The older one had, apparently, been injured on the ice and abandoned. The old woman had found him and brought him back to her igloo. He was unconscious, and the woman was using some healing spells on him. It must have been similar to the ones used on me, because he kept shifting forms, from human to wolf and vice versa. When she finished, he was human, and seemed to be asleep. She put a blanket over him, and left the house to gather food or something.
The boy soon woke up. He seemed really confused. He got up and looked around. He noticed a leopard's tail(mine) flicking back and forth, sticking out from under a blanket on a cot by the wall. He crept over to it slowly. I switched back to first person, and rolled over on the cot. The boy froze. I stretched and climbed onto the floor in front of him. He looked as though he might try and attack me. He also looked... really hot. I could see the wolf in his eyes.
I stood on my back paws, and transformed into my human self. "It's just me," I told him. He looked really shocked, and a little nervous too - probably because of how I kicked his ass before. I tried to make it clear that I liked him now and wasn't going to hurt him.
I woke up then. Darn, he was so hot too...

Last night I had a dream and I was Nancy Drew. I was solving a TV-Train case (in other words a fake mystery that takes place on a train but is being filmed for TV--no, not a murder mystery) and like usual, Nancy ends up having to solve a real one too. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Well it started off with "me" (as ND) and the other contestants meeting in a passenger car with only seats. Well I decide to work on my own on this fake mystery-(I don't remember what the fake mystery was about). Well somehow "I" got involved in a real mystery-don't know how but I did-the train seemed to be under a "ghostly/haunted" power since there were these weird "accidents" that weren't part of the fake mystery judging by the organizer and her assistants' faces.

The first accident was the train stopping in the middle of nowhere for no reason and it took 48 hours before the train could be fixed. While everyone was waiting for the train to be fixed I slipped into the train's kitchen (don't know why-but I did) I discovered someone''s journal-(I wore gloves just to be safe when I was touching/reading the journal).

I than slipped back out and went else where on the train. I discover a solid, sliding door that was locked but I was hearing someone on the other side of the door. So I unlock the door using a bobby pin and I discover both a kid (tied up) and a dog. I than try to phone my friends (Bess and George) but I only said 5 sentences before someone try to clobber me. When I woke up I was in the same room I discovered earlier but both the dog and the kid were gone and I was tied up. So I thumped on the door and someone came and opened it-it was one of the other contestants.

Than it switched to a (not-filmed) meeting in the train's kitchen and the other contestants were starting to get a bit fearful one said "I don't want to do this constant anymore if we could end up tied up." I than asked "Did anyone see a dog?" Another Contestant said "I let him go free since you had left a note saying that is what to do." I replied back I didn't leave any such note." She showed me the note and I slipped my regular writing out of my purse and we compared the two. She said "This isn't your handwriting on this note." Somehow Bess &George appeared on the train (I spotted George's black hair through the kitchen's door's window), the organizer wasn't too happy for me to have extra assistance but didn't complain.


Everyone except me, Bess and George left the room. They explained they had a dream that I went into a house and the two of them and the Hardy Boys were working at something., the Hardy boys were working at a computer at the front of the house's library (yes in RFL my parents' house has a library) and Bess and George were working at a computer in the back of the said library. They woke up the next day, called each other and than called the Hardy Boys (and they too had the same dream). I had the same dream when I had been conked out. Just as i was telling them I had exactly the same dream I noticed something was wrong with the stove with food on it. There was a humongous fire going on, on the stove and it would burn half or more of the room if it wasn't put out. So Bess George and I put it out quickly.

End of Dream

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Background Info

So i slpet over Isaiahs (my friend) house yesturday and we had fun played games and all that stuff and we went to sleep at like 5 am. And for the 2nd time ever i had DILD: in my dream i was in Isaiahs house and we were just talking and out of nowhere we hear gun shots so me and my Isaiah's family rush down to the garage to hide( Two story house). So while i was there i decided to look out the window and i saw a guy with two AK47's coming towards the house so me and Isaiah rushed and lucky locked all the doors in the house. The guy trying to hurt us decided to shot at us from the garage window and we were all hiding behind things i was extremely scared but for no reason i decided to pluck my nose and close my mouth and as we all know i could breath so thats when i realized i was dreaming. I got up from where i was hiding made a gun shape useing my hands and shot a bullet at the guys head without even trying. First thing i said was "HeadShot" then i was like wait im lucid dreaming and for no reason the scene changed and i was at the beach so while there i tried to shange the color of a coconut tree i wanted it to turn red but instead it turned orange so i gave up. I awoke with my frined trying to draw things on my face but hey at least i Lucid Dreamt

P.S does anyone know any tricks on how to control color more becuase i can never seem to change a color to my liking