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12/06/2010
"Invasion Evasion"

(I watched Skyline, for the first time, last night. It was an 'ok' movie, but the visual effects were tight as hell.)
The earliest thing I remember was being in a camp-like atmosphere, with a few friends, in a trailer. Someone had a dog; like a lab mix or something, and I was playing with her, rubbing her belly. After a short while, the dog began to get really agitated and started glaring at the door. Some creepy shit happened, where a person came to the door and then turned into an alien, and we had to escape the trailer. I believe we pushed the creature into the bonfire and burned it, but this part is all really hazy. Soon after, I was alone, and running through the streets. The major attack had already begun, and there were larger aliens - dozens of stories tall - walking amongst the buildings and roadways. The city was completely destroyed and, no matter where I went or tried to hide, these things would always find me. The creatures that were too big to fit inside the buildings, would send out these long tentacles (like the ones in the movie), and snake them through the buildings to find me. I ended up dying, over and over, in this dream. Every time the tentacles would find me, they would either pull me back into the main body of the alien, or just splatter me all over the place, wherever I had been hiding.

After respawning a couple of times, I knew I had to get out of the city, so I began to make a bee-line toward the edge of town, sprinting as long and hard as my body would allow me - and I remember being able to run for miles, without losing steam. But these tentacles were relentless. An alien could shoot the tentacles from its "hand", and the rope-like appendages would literally travel for miles - seemingly to endless distances - through the air, to chase their target. Again, I died quite a few times, while trying to escape the city; simply respawning again at the beginning and continuing to run, taking another route. There were times that I would try to steal cars, and some of them would have this "gunk" on them. Whenever I drive those cars, the "gunk" would begin to spread around the outside of the vehicle, trying to 'cocoon' itself in this alien sludge. I would see this happening and have to bail out of the car, before it completely encased me. What's more, is that some of these droplets of "gunk" would actually spring to life, and form whole aliens - each maybe 10 feet tall and built like bipedal elephants - which would then join the chase. Running from these things kind of felt like maneuvering through the game Prototype.

It was like I was the only person in the city, and this entire alien force was centered on me, the whole time. There were just so many of them, and I was beginning to feel hopeless. After having to repeat this scenario, over and over, upon each death, I just wasn't feeling very confident that I would ever get out of this Hell. Suddenly, thankfully, just as despair was kicking in, I realized that this all had to be a dream. I was still on the run, though, as these things just weren't letting up, and anytime they would catch me, they would just annihilate me before I could do anything about it. Still respawning after each death, I took to flying, instead of running. It took me a little while to get up to speed, in my flying, as this dream was very vivid, and I was having a hard time manipulating it. I tried some telekinesis on the pursuing tentacles, but wasn't able to affect them.

Once I got the hang of flying, though, the flight/chase sequences were absolutely sick. The easiest way I knew to keep my speed up, was to imagine myself as a missile. The thing was, though, that these tentacles were just as fast, so just because I could fly, didn't mean that I was getting out of the city an easier. I was empowered by my lucidity, though, and was more having fun with it, than frantically fleeing for my life. I weaved through the city at breakneck speed, an expanding trail of tentacles, following closely behind me. It was one of those zigging, zagging, dizzying, high-tech chases that you would see in any major, sci-fi blockbuster - just screaming through the sky, with impossible agility. Sometimes I would land on the street, to gain my bearings - pivoting and then launching off in another direction, just as the tentacles whipped passed me and then arced around to follow once again. I remember being chased at just the same height of some of the tallest rooftops, and then dropping toward the ground, head first, to try to throw off the oncoming appendages. I was going so fast that there was a single moment, there, where I worried about 'what happens if I'm not able to pull up, in time?' Even though I knew that I was dreaming, I wasn't really looking to slamming headfirst, into the street, so I pulled up on my own trajectory, as I could, nearly skimming the ground and then continuing to rocket down the street, the tentacles still keeping pace at every twist and turn. I also recall that the aliens could talk, and they all spoke with the same voice - as if it were a collective consciousness - which reminded me something of the Joker, from The Dark Knight.

I don't really remember whether or not I ever made it out of the city. I don't think so, though.

had an amazing series of dreams last night. first one i was walking around this huge campu type building at night, completely naked but withouth a care in the world. next one i remember flying to scotland and the scenery was just stunning. lakes with hundreds of islands dotted over them. all the most amazing green colour with spots of red orange and yellow lighting up the scenery. i thought i had woken up later and was recounting the beauty of the past dream to people, yet it was so amazing i was just overwhelmed and was unable to explain it due to the tears of uncontrollable joy. hopefully ill remember more because i think it ws essentially all linked together somehow..... no lucid which was odd, yet when they are like that it doesnt really matter

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Dream 1 : A Girl Gets Her Retail On
Nonlucid
I come into work at a large retail store. [1, I do not really work at this place or at retail. 2, I am not this person. 3, This person is a short girl with short black hair while I am tall with brown hair and a guy!] I go over to my work pals but they are brooding over their lots in life as usual. I on the other hand, happily stroll over to the cash register area where there is a mannequin stand. I decide to make a design using shoes! [Her perkiness at this job would have driven me mad.] Using a semicircle of shoes with our new red shoes in the center, and in a whimsical stance, I figure I have created an advertisement design for our store and am so excited that I want to show our supervisors! [I worked retail in real life but I purposely never showed any initiative lest I started to actually feel like I belonged in the soul-crushing job that it was] Not seeing any supervisors, I ran to my coworkers in the excitement but they just gave me that sarcastic look. So I walked off to find something else to do.
What really surprised me in the dream was that my height was so short, I had so much less vision over things than I usually do.
As for the girl I have seen her before in my dreams. One night while lucid I decided to look into a mirror (always a wild idea with interesting results) what I saw was this good looking girl with short hair looking back like "hello this is me!" She was the bubbly energetic type and I am pretty sure that person in the mirror could actually see me! I was too weirded out by this and woke up.

She is not the only possibly alternate self I have come across though just the latest.

It started where I was in a small candle lit stone room and there was a stark white sheep in the corner of the room. I instantly thought that I was dreaming. I'm not really sure why but I just knew. I looked down at my hands and they were different. I can't really explain how they were but they were. I then pinched my arm and felt absolutely nothing. I was sure I was dreaming. Next, I instantly began picturing a place that I would like to be. I don't know why I pictured this place but I pictured a city with very very high walls. It was stone but not like cobblestone or anything. It was just all solid stone. Anyways, there were a lot of small stone houses and stuff and a church to the left side. I turned around in the stone house and looking out the door, I saw this city. I immediately leaped from the doorstep and flew around the city and then out a large archway in the front. There was a path outside this. I flew over the path for a bit and came upon a spot where there was a ditch on the left side of the path and there was a fenced in area on the right side of the path. At the bottom of the ditch was a solid black sheep. In the fenced in area there was another stark white sheep. I used my mind powers to lift the white sheep up over the path and into the pit with the black sheep. I don't know why but I knew I had to do this. So after this, I kept flying down the path. (by the way, all around me, there were hills upon hills that just went on endlessly in every direction except where the city was. The grass was very very saturated and bright. It was similar to some claymation scenery I've seen. It was also very sunny and the colors in the sky and path were bright and saturated as well.) soon after, the scene and overall look of the dream changed. It seemed that I had instantly flown into an area that was fall. The colors were a lot more realistic now and the area had a sort of friendly but chilly feeling to it. It was like a late fall day were you're outside just enjoying the coolness and looking at the trees. Anyways, this area had the path continue (it curved back and forth a bit) to a cobblestone wall, which wasn't quite as tall as the average person's waist. On both sides of this area, there were woods. They seemed to just go on for a while although I didn't really look at them much. At this time, someone whom I recognized to live on my friend's street rode their bike along the path. I flew over their head and they called out to me saying, "Merci beacoup!" again, I don't know what the reasoning behind this was but I didn't question it at the time. So I kept following this person on the bike, while flying, and they kept on down the path and past the cobblestone wall. Past the cobblestone wall, there was a rocky beach which slowly went out into water that expanded into fog. I kept following the person on the bike. They rode out onto the water and continued riding on top of the water. For some reason I tried to fly faster to catch up with them but I couldn't fly any faster than I was already going. I followed them a bit more then I got "caught" in the air and couldn't move anymore. I could still see the scene but then I woke up.

12/5/10 - Book of Spells
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I remember a fragment where I thought I'd met a member of the Dream Sharing team, but no matter how hard I try I can't remember what happened. Grr.

There was another dream, or maybe part of the same dream, where I was at my old school's playground with my mom. We were trying to infiltrate the school for some reason. My mom had some sort of magic powers, and was going to disguise me as a 4-year-old so that I could sneak in as a pre-kindergartener. On the other side of the playground was the pre-k class that I was supposed to sneak in with.
My mom opened a huge, old book of spells. She held her hands out toward me and said some spell that I think was in English but I don't remember the words to.
I felt myself shrink and change into an adorable little 4-year-old girl. I looked up at my mom, who was grinning like an idiot. "I'm guessing it worked?" I said.
She picked me up and hugged me. "You are SO cute!" she told me.
"Uh, okay, can't breathe here!" I spluttered, and she put me back down.
"Sorry," she said, still grinning. She said something about remembering the plan and left with that.
I made my way over to a group of little girls. They were crying about something so I figured, what the heck, might be easier to blend in this way. I sat in the middle of the group and turned on the waterworks.
There was a teacher watching the class, but she ignored us crying children. How nice.
I don't remember what happened after that.

I was at my house, chillin in the living room. My mom walks in with her spellbook. I'm in a a state of half-4-year-old, half normal self, so I kinda look like a babyish teenager with a squeaky voice. My mom smiles at me. "Good job earlier. You still look cute."
I just shrug my shoulders, grumpy because of the state I was in.
My mom hands her book to me. "Here. I put a spell on it, so it will grant all of your wishes." She just kinda disappears after that.
All of my wishes? That's odd; My mom wouldn't normally give me so much freedom. Whatever.
I went into my mom's dressing room, sat down, and opened the book.
"I wish to look normal again," I said aloud.
"Is that your one wish?" asked the book, in a creepy fortune-teller woman's voice.
"Wait, only one wish?"
"Yes."
"Ok then, that's not my wish, since this'll wear off soon anyway..." I thought for a minute. "Could I wish to be all-powerful?"
"Of course," said the book.
"Alright then, I wish to be all-powerful," I told it.
"Your wish has been granted."
Immediately I was returned to my normal form.
I looked over at a lamp and pointed at it, willing it to change forms. Nothing hapoened.
I asked the book what the deal was.
"By gaining all power, you have also taken the wishes from all others."
Whatever that means.
I looked at the book and the page was like a touch screen, with a list of names with wishes on it and two buttons next to each: "Grant" and "Ignore." I saw one person that wanted some kind of superpower, and picked "Grant."
Because of this, I was now able to use my powers.
I don't remember what happened, though.

There's another bit of a dream that I remember.
Me and my dad were on the edge of the highway with another car. We and the people from that car were all standing around with a bunch of bags and stuffed animals. My dad loaded the stuffed animals into the back of our car, and the other people loaded the suitcases into their own car. I sat in the passenger seat to wait. My dad got in the car and started driving away all of a sudden. I yelled at him wondering what the heck he was doing; Half of our stuff hadn't been packed and the trunk was open so that everything in it was falling out. I insisted he turn around.
I woke up after that.

It all starts out with me, Brad, and Alex (who is the hottest girl at my school) inside of what I think is Brad's parents car. We are driving down this unknown highway and all of a sudden the topic of female masturbation came up. For some reason in my dream I was oblivious to the multiple slang terms I know in waking life, and asked "What do you call that anyway?" Brad seemed to feel awkward talking about this with Alex, but I was intrigued and she didn't come off as awkward and we kept on with our conversation about sexual things. At some point we got up to a forest looking place with trees and dirt roads and we stopped when Alex saw this half deflated, worn down soccer ball. She went and got it and looked at it and said "It's a piece of crap!" and threw it at my face. For some reason it smelled terrible in the dream, and she was laughing. We got back in the car and drove further down this dirt road and it sort of cut to this next portion where the car was in park and Brad wasn't in the car anymore and it was just me and Alex, except she was completely nude, "playing with herself". She asked me to f** her and I said "Oh, you wanna have some fun?". I got up to getting my pants off and I had my "fun gun" in hand, and then the dream faded away. Wish it lasted longer.

I'm running in this building with one other person and we have to stop two people from blowing it up. Theres two sections to the building so eventually we split up. I get down the hallway, and started yelling at the guards to be alert, and I saw my old First Sergeant enter. He was about to tell me something and I stopped him, and told him that someones planning to blow up this building. He left into another room, and one of the security guards started walking towards me, and seconds later, some woman in all white hit the guy in two pressure points and he immediately collapsed. I rushed at her and we flew into the next room that looked like some sort of military training class. I was trying to wrestle this knife out of her hands and stay on top of her. The people who are in there are still thinking i'm in the wrong for what I'm doing, but I have this girl in a death grip and I'm not going to let her go.

She started sweet talking another soldier and he came up just in time to get his legs sliced to hell. I flipped her around so she was on her back and yelled at the guy who was teaching the class "get this damn knife out of her hand Lieutenant"! She was squirming, but really wasn't getting anywhere and to be honest, it had me a little excited.


Also had a frag my cousin was cooking pancakes but they weren't turning out right. I went inside some giant freezer that had waffles stuck to the ceiling.

I was some squire-type person in what appeared to be a viking village. Then a dwarf in a ninja-like mask came and started killing everybody. He killed some older man who was standing next to me with a small blade in the neck. The he looked at me, and decided not to kill me, I think because I was too young. I then proceeded to kiss his ass in fear that he might change his mind and kill me. I kept saying stuff like "let me join you" and "allow me to train under you" and stuff. I then asked if I could hold his shield. He said "probably not" in a Scottish accent and handed me his shield. It was HUGE, triangular, and black. I could barely get it off the ground, but the Dwarf seemed impressed that I could even do that. He then manhandled the shield into the ground and stood behind it because he was so short. He told me you weren't actually supposed to hold it up. Then he said he was leaving, and a bunch of slightly taller dwarfs started walking away, and he followed. Before he left, he said something like "I really like ya, lad...". Then the trees started attacking me. I ran into the bog, which was covered in floating round wood things, that conveniently looked just like MY shield. So I hid under water and raised my shield so I would blend in (I remember this being in the third person). The tree (INT) started stomping away at the floating wood things, but didn't hit me. I waited for a while, then maid a run for it. I was then hauling ass through an open field cause everything back at "home" seemed to want to kill me. I looked up at the sky and saw planets and stuff. Then, I became quite lucid! I did what I always like to do when Lucid: I jump REALLY high, Incredible Hulk style, and just let myself free fall. It felt so amazing!! I landed safely, then did something else I've always wanted to do in an LD: I FIRED A KAMEHHAMEHA BLAST!! Then I lost lucidity and went back to the dream...kinda...

I was still running for my life, when I came to a modern city. I ran into this abandoned and dirty building and realized I was holding the little knife from earlier. I set it beside me and try to go to sleep. Then my brother enters the room and tells me to wake up immediately because he arranged a job interview for me next door. I pretended to be asleep, but I got up and followed him next door. Also, when I "woke up," the knife was bent. The job interview was at a pizza joint, but changed into an optometrist. Then it was a dentist office. There was a shower in the back of the room, where the dentist was showering, and his assistant told us he'd be out soon. He came out, and proceeded to give me a check-up instead of a job-interview. While interviewing me, he told me how much more money I'd make in his profession than as a teacher; I had no idea how he knew I wanted to be a teacher. Anyway, he help a mirror up to my mouth so I could see inside. I had cavities all over the place and black stuff all over my teeth. Then he said I'd need a complex procedure...

He went into his office and returned with a box full of wires, nuts, bolts, and short, rusty nails. I said "excuse me, doctor. I'm not trying to question your medical expertise here, but what do I need this procedure for?" He looked over at his assistant who moved slowly over to the exit. I realized something was up, got out of the dentist chair and bolted for the door. The assistant had a syringe in her hand and tried to stab me with it. She missed, but a little of the liquid got on my face. I then took the syringe from her hand and exited the building. I bent the needle on the syringe to make it useless. The assistant came after me, and I tried to stab her with the sideways needle. I then realized I left my book bag in the waiting room (weird...), and I thought it was important enough to go back for. I ran in and pushed the dentist aside and grabbed the bag. It was freaking heavy, but I still ran with it on my back out of the door.

I then started running again, this time very slowly because the bag was weighing me down. I saw two women sitting at a table outside eating (one wearing an orange shirt) and dropped the bag off on their table and kept running. I felt the contents of the bag would be better in their hands than in the hands of the evil dentist. While running further away from the table, I wondered how I'd ever get my bag back, and figured that'd be an adventure for another day. I threw up the "call me" hand sign to the ladies at the table (they weren't attractive at all) in hopes that they somehow knew who I was. I kept running, and lost the assistant because she couldn't keep up with me.

And...that's all I remember. I think there might have been more, I just can't remember it...

Meant to write this down earlier today but totally forgot. Luckily I still remember everything from the dream.

So it starts out with me in a car. For some odd reason, I'm sitting in the passenger's seat driving. I'm sitting there reaching over to the driver's side where the wheel and gas pedals are. I wasn't sure why I was doing this, but something triggered my brain and I was like "Hey this isn't right! I need to get over before a cop sees me."
So I go up to the next stop sign where I plan on bailing out and switching sides as fast as I can, because there are other cars behind me. As I pull up to the stop sign, I see a cop car coming from the side (my left). I don't bother moving or anything (because I'm a good person) and the cop gets out and we talk. So for some reason he gets in my car instead of putting me in his cop car. He tells me I'm in trouble or something.
We drive around for a bit and end up out in the country. We pull up to a stop sign and I ask, "Am I still in trouble?" The cop says something like, "I don't think so..." and gets out of the car. I see him looking up at something so I get out of the car and look to where he's looking.

What I saw was incredible and horrifying. It was another galaxy coming straight for us. The first thing that came to my mind was that it was a black hole, but something told me it wasn't. All the other cars behind us got out and looked at it in shock and awe.

I'm not good at describing what things look like, but this picture is 95% accurate to what I was seeing.


Because of the atmosphere and where we were standing, the galaxy was some-what transparent. You could see huge bolts of lightning shooting out from the sides. As it moved closer, it appeared to be going down, and as it went down it became invisible.

Then something horrible happened. You could see a giant explosion off in the distance, in the direction that the galaxy was. The explosion looked like something that an atomic bomb would cause.

I immediately jumped in the car and started to drive off when I noticed a good friend of mine standing there. I yelled at her to get in the car but she just refused to, and said it didn't matter. I kept telling her to get in, but she wouldn't. As I was yelling at her, I could see a wave of fire coming straight for us, like a shockwave. I closed the car door and drove off, leaving her behind. Which I do feel bad about. As I drove on, another explosion happened right infront of me, and the wave of fire was coming straight for me. There was nothing I could do.

But, for some odd reason, the car was completely unharmed but the fire, and I was able to drive on. I saw another explosion and this time knew which way the fire was coming, so I went off road into some dirt and drove around the explosion (this one was on a much smaller scale. The explosion was probably the size of a 4 story building unlike the other two that happened).

I drove around and as I was driving, my dream started to fade away.

It was a very interesting dream. I was thinking that the cause of the explosion was from chemicals or something that the galaxy that was headed for us, well more like passing us but it was coming pretty close, collided with something on Earth.

It has been so long since I have had a lucid dream. It is crazy to think I have been practicing for almost three years now. The problem is keeping track of the daily routines in such a hectic life. For the past couple of months I have been trying to recapture my lost ability. I have finally come to the realization that my journal and reality checks were responsible for almost 90% of my lucid dreams and if I want to have them regularly I must pick up the habits once again. Here is where I am at right now. I have remembered several dreams lately, and experienced an intense sleep paralysis the other night. It was the most vivid sleep paralysis I have ever felt. I awoke in a deep rem cycle, rolled over, thought to myself I should try to enter sleep paralysis, and bam I flew into the blackness spinning and twirling! I heard voices all around me, childrens laughter, adult's conversating, screams of pain. Visions began swirling in front of my eyes, and in an instant, a flash of white light erased it all and I was soundly asleep in a non lucid dream. I have had intensly vivid dreams, but none lucid, I have been shocked that I haven't realized I could become lucid in many of them. It is just too much for me to write down. They have been long and vivid. From this point on I will be using this forum everyday as I once did to record my dreams and re earn my lost ability to lucid dream every single night. Last night I had a dream that a rookie was sitting down in front of what is now carter and tim the rookies lockers. He was not good looking and apparantly out of shape. He seemed to have ugly blonde redish curly hair and a matching beard. He had a smart and cocky mouth which he would not stop running. Taylor respectfully tried to calm him down but the douchebag refused to listen. Taylor got that look in his eye, his facial expression went blank. I know what that means, he had crossed that line. Taylor stood up and walked for him, I jumped in the middle and put my hands on his chest. I said " Taylor don't. Please man just let it go." I had saved that rookies life, or at least kept him from going to ICU. And that's it. Bring em on subconcious, I'm ready for you.

December 4, 2010
Wake Time: 6:15 AM

AWAKE DREAM LUCID

I cannot recall any dreams as real as this one. To put it simply... It blew my mind! Here it is: I woke up in my bed, feeling the sheets on my body. Then for some reason I decided to look at my hands. I made a fist and my hand looked abnormally small. I thought, Hmm... This cant be right. Then it hit me: I am dreaming! Then I remembered to look at my hands and examine them, while also rubbing them together in order to make the dream intensify in clarity. It worked, and my hands felt so very real! It was very dark in my room and I could not see very well. So I walked over to the light switch feeling my way over. Everything in my room felt exactly how it did in real life. The wood floor on my bare feet, the couch upholstery, and the fabric of my clothing. I turned on the switch in my room, and it did turn on the lights (some people say that lights don't work in their dreams. I find that they always work in mine). I didn't bother to look around though after the light turned on. I just moved on to the hallway outside my bedroom, which was also dark so I had to feel the walls to get through it. Then I got to the stairs and walked down them, while the steps made the same sound they usually do when I descend them. When I got down to the bottom I turned the corner to walk down another hallway in my house. Then I decided that I would see if my dream body felt as real as it does in real life. I felt the sides of my stomach and it tickled a bit, then I felt my legs. Then I had a thought. What if I was sleep walking in real life? To test my theory, I only had to think to myself, I want to go back to my real body. I opened up my eyes. WOW! I wasn't sleep walking. Then I proceeded to retrace my steps from the dream. Everything felt exactly as it did in the dream.

Some out there are probably thinking, Why would you waste an opportunity like that to just walk around your house?? You do that everyday! Well, I think that I didn't understand right then that I could have done anything I wanted to. Also I have been wanting to have a dream that takes place in my new house. I think next time I will try and translocate myself through a door and go somewhere fairly interesting next time. I don't regret this experience at all though, not one bit.

Last night I had a dream, I was meeting with the Disney Princesses (1937-2009-Snow White-Tina) at Cinderella's castle. I was telling them about the problems I had at home and how I felt "trapped" and how I felt "I can never be the perfect girfriend/or the perfect daughter/now I see that I wasn't meant to play this part/Now I see if I was truly to be myself I would break my family's heart." Than I told them that I was going to move into residence at the college and the (1937-1959-Snow White-Aurora) princesses asked "What is college?" the newer princesses (1989-2009 Ariel-Tina) exlpalined what college is. But when we were talking there was a knock on the door. I had a hunch it was Disney villians-and my hunch was correct once I looked out the window. Unluckily Lady Tremaine once again had Cinderella's fairy Godmother's wand.

I told Cinderella that. But I always happen to have magic up my sleeve (LOL) and I "Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo" the villains back to Maleficent's castle. I listened outside the door of the room the villains were meeting in and they all asked "Who is that woman?" I magiced myself up to the baloncy in that room and I said "I'm a woman who still believes in dreams and the magic. But techinally in my opinion your are all codfish." Than I flew back to Cindy's castle and than we continued talking about college and stuff the new princess said I "should go for it." Than I went "home" (which in this case was a small cottage I lived in by myself) and guess who appeared at the door? Gaston. Lines from the movies happend-in the house scene and I gave him another dose of mud.

I than folllowed Gaston back to the M's castle and I heard them (the villains) talking about having to "Get rid of that woman." (me) in their meeting room. I than raced to Cindy's castle. All the princesses asked after I got in and closed the door behind me "What's the matter?" I told them the incedient with Gaston and Belle interrupted by Belle saying "You gave him another dose of my mud medicine?" I just nodded and I told them what I heard at Malifcent's castle. Than a knock came at the door-it looked to be P. (a boy I know) and I asked him if he would mind me just examing him for a second (I thought he might have been a fake)-he wasn't.

I than sent him to the room where the guys were in. Than went back and Cindy and the others said "How about we forget about the villainis for one night and have a ball." (after asking me who the boy was-I just said he was my boyfriend) I didn't have a gown to wear but the others were helpful and made me a gown that was a mix of colours: blue for Jasmine/Belle, pink for Ariel, and red for Mulan. Than everyone went to the ballroom that night, and P was nevours since he never done a waltz before-I told him just to follow the men. We danced for a bit and somehow dance outside. Than I started singing (Disney) waltz songs starting with "So This is Love" and ending w/ "Beauty and the Beast". After all those dancing P and I were in love. After the last dance I told P. "Remember to believe in the Dreams and the Magic."

The two afternoons after the ball, a maid shouted there was the castle was on fire. I magiced up a fire alarm and pulled it. In the middle of the rush outside I got kidnapped-I know I was kidnapped since someone put a hand over my mouth to prevent screaming. I was taken to a M's 2nd castle and locked into a room. I did say "Let me out".

The Disney Princess and P noticed later I was missing-since I wasn't in the castle, and I wasn't in the thatched cottage. Ariel checked in w/ her dad if there had been anyone done there, and Snow White checked with her 7 friends. The answer was always negative.

In the mean time I was stuck in the room, and the fireplace opened. I was too booksmart to go into the fireplace but I also was too curious. The curiosity part run over and I went into the room behind the fireplace. I than went up 4 flights of stairs and I ended up in another tower room the only thing in the room was a chocolate bar . I ate it and fell asleep. I was placed back inside the locked room, but this time on the bed and w/ chains.

The Princesses' animal friends saw what happened and went to communicated it w/ the Disney Princesses. But considering everyone was trying to communicate at once-it was a bit hard to unstand until the Prince Adam (Belle's prince) shouted "QUIET!' Cinderella asked "Jaq what is it that everyone is trying to say?" Jaq replied "When the fire 'happend' when everyone was racing outside Anne got kidnapped and she was locked into a room in Malifcent's second castle. Somehow when she was in there the fireplace opened, and at first try to prevent herself from going into the room, but her curosity won over and she went into the room. When she reached the top of 4 flights of stairs she went into a tower room, and there was a chocolate bar" Snow White interrupted "It was a poisned chocolate bar wasn't it-she fell asleep didn't she after eatting it?" Jaq just nodded.

Then the Princesses and the Princes tried to convince P. to rescue me. But he wasn't sure he was up to do it. But he remembered what I said about believeing in the magic and dreams. After P got convinced, all the princes pitched in items that might be helpful for P. In the end? Good over evil won-thanks to pixe dust, and beilieving in the magic and dreams.

I remember walking down a road with a few other DC's. We were armed and every location we encountered was abandoned (assuming due to a zombie virus). The locations were eerie and quiet. We went to an apartment complex or something and I found a weapon cache in a downstairs room. This is where the dream becomes much clearer for me, or I just remember more of it. I found a .308 rifle and a box of 8 round of ammunition. I start searching around for more but couldn't find any, I found a .308 spring though, and took that. There was an insane DC in the building screaming at us to get out of the building, and eventually we did. WE entered another building which actually turned out to be a bar with a full on party going on. There was a brief tangent where I saw some moron from one of those ghost hunting TV programs battling a ghost with a table leg (What?).
But then something happened, I was standing in a place which appeared close to the student lounge at my school. I don't remember exactly what caused it, but I found the situation and setting unbelievable and RC'd.

Sure enough, I realized it was a dream and became lucid.

I stopped what I was doing and let the dream around me adapt to my new awareness (As I read in one LD guide). I saw flash of silver, several of the DC's disappeared and the dream kind of collapsed but then restabilized around me. The room was less populated. To test out some of the influence I had on the world, I pictured a huge empty parking lot outside the room. I walked to a window, and sure enough, right outside was a huge parking lot with a storefront in the distance. I walked outside intending to use the open area to practice conjuring DC's or objects but something passed in front of my left eye, and I lost all dream vision from it. I tried closing both eyes, and reopening them with the explicit intention of bringing the parking lot back, but when I reopened my eyes, I thought I had woken up and lost lucidity.

The last part of the dream I remember (it was non-lucid) was from the perspective of a pirate captain or something. I met Death who I apparently had a friendship with, either that or he had no power over me. He was actually in the area 'on business' and briefly talked to me and gave me a high five when he left (The high five not killing me).

This is my first LD since joining DV.

Reality check: Just returned from SA where I met this cute guy who works under this tourism company and serves as my instructor in jet boating.
Dreamt of him just now.

Vividness: 9/10
Apparently I missed my flight back. Went to look for him at the place where I signed up for my jet boat activity because he came to me as a caring, quiet, shy guy. A little show-off but nonetheless, human nature.
My baggage was in the flight, so I'm left with my little backpack and a few thousand Rand, aka ZAR (currency). I remembered being very confused and lost and asked for a job at the same tourism company cos the first thing that crossed my mind was I needed the cash.

Wasn't hired at all. I was a minor. Because i knew him earlier, he said he would help me but giving me a little sum weekly if I could clear the mess in his apartment. He handed me his keys, his number, gave me the address and a few Rands and off I went. He rushed off to what he had left off earlier.
Studio apartment with brick walls, a brown rugged loveseat, king sized bed with a white and black marble bedpost. Standard hotel bathroom with a shower and a bathtub. The so-called living room where the loveseat stood was a little messy, the shelf beside it with books arranged untidily. The rest was okay. No beer bottles, chips, nothing.

Pretty tidy for a guy.

I started cleaning up, arranging the books. The fridge was skimpily stocked. But the kitchen looked homely to me. There were tins of biscuits and cereals in the cabinets above the stove. I called and asked if I could wear one of his big shirts cos obviously I didn't have my clothes with me. He said sure thing. I said thanks. "It's my pleasure." he replied. he had to have the last word.

I went to take a shower and noticed all the hair care products lining up against the wall on the sink. I can't remember specific brands but there were purple and orange ones. Looking at them I suddenly thought of his dirty blond hair and how it swayed with the breeze and flapped with the strong winds of the sea. I sang in the shower, relieved to have received help with someone I knew for 2 hours. Nevertheless he seemed harmless and decent enough.

He told me he knocks off at 8:45pm and would return by 9. I went into the showers at 6 plus. Near 7. He returned at early 7 o'clock. Of course, he had to take early leave to get dinner for me. What a burden. I forgot his shirt and walked out of his bathroom wrapped with a fluffy towel. He heard me singing apparently. He had takeaway in his hands and he was about to knock on my door. I mean, I have the first person, and third person view. So basically I can see myself and him interacting. And from the looks of me, I have a crush on him.

If not why would I dream of him in the first place?

He saw me. Gasps, and walks out with the takeaway meant for me. He wasn't speaking physically but he emits this "I need to take a breather" signal. So he stood at the doorway leaning against the railings. He came in later looking for his cigarettes which I hid. He DEFINITELY doesn't look like the type who smokes. Dirt green eyes speak of a bleak past but his dimples and sexy lips are gentle enough to revive a flower.
(There are no verbal communications at all. Just mind-reading.)

Where are my cigarettes?
I threw them away.
*awkward silence as his face flushed a little with a tinge of anger.
Don't touch my private things.
I'm sorry.. and reached out to retrieve the pack of cigarettes from behind the counter where I hid it.
I didn't throw them away at all. I just want you to quit smoking. It's a little nuisance of me...but I have uncles who died from smoking.

I remember biting my lips hard as I waited for his response.
It's okay. You're probably right. My sis wanted me to quit a long time ago.
With that, he threw them into the bin. I was caught off-guard by his sudden change of mind.
i ate as he observed me eating, but somehow it doesn't feel uncomfortable like it always does to me.
I know I am dreaming because I can feel the heat coming from my bed as I tossed and turned.
and besides, it's totally impossible for me to be there with him.

The next day I found a box of unused condoms which were expired. I smiled because this meant that he hasn't had sex in a very long time.

Suddenly a few weeks past, I know that because all of a sudden I am familiar with him. He said something about his past and gave me funds so that I could stock up his cabinets, fridge and whatever that needs to be stocked up. He was less shy and gave up smoking, and told me about his nightlife when i mentioned the expired condoms, with a burst of courage of course.

Turns out he wasn't the party type. (I saw a party bus in reality and this got infused into my dream) He met this girl in a party bus, which he didn't get on, and I'm surprised I didn't develop my dream further into how he met her. So the mystery remains there. I figured out she left the party bus and met him in the local bar. The un-wild type. The country type. She played along with him and he thought he really liked her. He had plans for her to move in with him. He saved and scrimped, but luckily those funds were not cheated away by her. He saw it then, how their futures clashed when her boyfriend surfaced into the picture.

After that episode several similar ones followed. He asked if I had a boyfriend. I laughed and replied, I'm only 16! We chuckled. (in which I recalled youtuber's Charlieissocoollike saying we can't 'chuckle darkly' infused in my dream.) I told him about how strict my mom is about dating and how she seemed to dislike all of my decent friends. And how she doubts people around her. Which is very true indeed in the real world. Suddenly my parents were out of the picture and I didn't develop the area which I was supposed to go to the airport to check for news of them any longer. Everything revolved around us now. I knew although the problem (returning me to my parents) has altered, it would come round again.

By now his friends knew something was going on with him. He came into work smiling and leaves early. The time in my dream seems to pass more quickly, and i know I am wakening soon so I try to prolong the dream but ended up fast forwarding to the major bits. He got invited to a party but I didn't go with him. At this point of time something tells me that we were together, already kissed, but I didn't dream of that part. Did visualise it in my dream though. Oh, and, we slept on the same bed because I was guilty of having him sleep on the couch which he falls off often. No physical touching or heavy petting of course.

Someone knocked on the door.
It was one of his friends.
Unlike him, his friend was suave in an evil way. Don't get me wrong, he's charming and cute, but not handsomely suave.

I didn't open up. Something tells me something was wrong. I waited for his return but accidentally fell asleep on the loveseat. He returned and I told him about it.

Strange. He said.
That's my friend who hosted the party.
(I didn't know how I knew that guy's name cos apparently I never asked and he never say. That part was undeveloped well)
Some part of me thought that that guy hosted the party to get him away from me.

Fast forward again. To the scene where he sat next to me in the plane back to Singapore. I don't know what the heck happened to his job and that guy, but I recall him signing an apartment lease. I remembered going through the customs, where I went through via the automated thumb print machine which my international passport had registered. So it was an easy job getting through. It's something I've always been proud of in the real world. My international identity and those speedy thumbprint machines that only my country has. Which made me feel so welcomed and professional. I recalled laughing at him as he waited in the queue, a little grumbly in an animated way.

I met my parents. My parents remembered him. My mom doesn't like him.
I told them he was with me and we like each other. My mom looked angry. My dad looked okay. He's always friendly. I'm hoping he would approve of our relationship. My mom didn't seem to be convinced. I was maddening impatient by then because it felt like I've spent hours in the arrival hall convincing them when finally I blew my top and lied that I've slept with him.

My dad, the friendly one turned hostile. He didn't yell. Something radiated from my dad.
A choice. He wanted me to choose between him or my parents.

I woke up because I didn't dare to face my own answer. And something in me that knew that woke me up.

It started out in a school. I was one of those loner types without many friends. The city was as usual for my dreams: Distorted and small. As I recall I only had two companions. One that was from reality (sorta: internet), another was completely fabricated. He was a scrawny boy with short black hair and a meek demeanor, a carbon image of what you'd imagine the token bullied kid to look like. There was a junk yard with RV's and old cars and stuff (even an airplane, as I recall). One of my only friends (reality guy) said that there was a scientist who lived there and he was up to something. I saw him break into what appeared to be a sophisticated lock on an RV and go in. The inside was... Creepy. Like some kind of hospital-esque labyrinth. Then he disappears. No idea what happens to him...

I happen to meet this scientist on another day and I don't remember what he did to get me back in that junk yard (might've used the 'I've got your friend so come with me' trick or simply lured me into a false sense of security), but somehow he did. He sat me in an abandoned car on the passenger side. The foot space was open and led to somewhere very dark. I watched him put his cheap plastic disposable gloves on, like the kind they put on you while going through a mirror maze so you don't smudge the glass, as he told me there are parts in there where I would not be able to turn around. But he did so with a smile. Nervously, I entered. I didn't want to... But I also didn't want to stay with him. The place was very macabre, almost like one of those haunted houses you walk through. Bloody sheets hanging from the ceiling, rusty gurneys taking up space, flooded floors with murky waters. I came upon a room where I met the black haired meek boy. That was when I recalled we'd both been here before. I'd previously been attracted to him and perhaps taken advantage of his insecurities, then showed him something horrible the previous time in the labyrinth. I think I might've almost killed him... Either way, I tried to lead him out. Tried to help him.

We walked into an open room where a man with thousands of stuffed animals resided. He was pudgy with curly black hair and a beard, clothes obviously dirty and old. He started ripping up the stuffed animals that surrounded him saying "I'm so mad I could kill everything!" I tried to take my friend out, but he fell to the ground, taking me with him. I begged him to come with me, but he was distraught because he didn't want anything to do with me anymore So I left him there, hurt and angry at his words, continuing through the maze. I came upon what looked like a diner. Everybody had crooked teeth, much what you'd imagine a southern truck stop to be. One of the women (fat and ugly with one of those moles on her face, blonde hair tied back in a pony tail) worked for the scientist. The rest of them ignored me completely, even when I tried to say something. She bought me food and other things I'd need to live, since apparently I wasn't going home. There was a city outside of the windows. A large one... That looked as if it was made of trash. Apparently we were a few stories up (don't ask me how that happened). Then she took me somewhere...

And I can't remember the rest. There are bits and pieces I recall, but I have no idea what order they happened. There was more than just a scientist living in the junkyard. A couple of nuclear happy families with no problems whatsoever, even though they lived in abandoned cars and airplanes... And I recall the diner lady giving me paint brushes of different sizes and shapes. I believe that was towards the end of my dream when I was about to wake up.