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The following dream I had on 5-hours sleep. This would have been my 3rd REM cycle which means this dream may have been over 45-minutes long. It was extremely, extremely, realistic. To the point that when I woke up I felt I had not been home in days or weeks. The visual quality, in complete honesty, was more vivid than real life. I say this because in real life our eyelashes block our view and veins in our eyes can make some lighting conditions slightly blurry. I have 10/20 vision so this was not a product of wearing or needing glasses or contacts.

I woke up. My long time friend Lynn was massaging my right hand as I did. She didn't look completely sober and she seemed very bleary and passionate about giving me this hand massage. I felt uneasy, because I have a jealous girlfriend and I was wondering how I let myself alone with Lynn in a room.

Sitting in the room on a chair a few feet from my bed was an earthy/hippy looking guy in his mid 20's with rusty blond hair and beard. Lynn was saying something to me about working my energies or something. She eventually got off my bed and headed out the door. The guy sitting there laughingly told me about how Lynn had pulled a similar stunt and acted really weird to someone else recently in attempt to practice her Chinese medicine.

I did not recognize the room I was in. It was beige, metallic, somewhat cramped and had no windows. I felt confused as to where I was or how I got there. The guy started making small talk (which I don't recall and) I wasn't paying much attention, as I had a sinking feeling I was some how terribly lost.

The guy suggested I go into the living room with him, so I got out of bed and followed him. The living room looked shabby and unimpressive. We sat down on a brownish colored sofa and continued to talk as I desperately tried to orient myself. Soon afterward, one by one, all my "roommates" came home. There must have been at least ten other people I appeared to be living with. I didn't know who any of them were, but they all seemed very familiar with me.

They all sat around talking to each other about various things. (This part of the dream could have easily lasted 10-minutes by itself.) I sort of made excuses for myself for not knowing what the hell was going on. I just woke up. I didn't feel too hot. But eventually admitted, "I have no idea who any of you are!" They laughed it off, and implied I had done too many drugs or something the night before. I started to become terrified of the possibility I had a massive case of amnesia. I hid it, but inside the fear was swelling up strongly.

Then, Sabrina, a girl I haven't seen in many, many years walked in with a big smile. She looked thinner and healthy and I stood up to greet her. I somewhat shouted for joy. "Sabrina! Now you I know!" Everyone laughed. At this point I said "Now I don't know if I'm dreaming or not." I was so relieved to see another person I knew, the fear level dropped and I could pretend to fit in a little. (This part of the dream could have lasted another 10-minutes.)

Eventually my girlfriend walked in and it looked like she had just got off work. She looked sweet and very calm like she had a good day. When I saw her I felt desperate to take her aside and confide in her how lost and uncertain I felt. She told me "Lets go up to our apartment." I felt relieved, because I thought we all lived in that small unit together and I couldn't understand why I would ever choose to live that way.

We walked into the halls which were also metallic and had dark worn-out atmosphere difficult to put into words. The place looked futuristic but extremely old like something from the movie Bladerunner. I followed my girlfriend up flights of stairs like a lost puppy. She remained calm and not alarmed. On the way up the stairs I asked her "Can we go back to my home? I just want to know that it's still real." She laughed it off and we walked to our apartment door.

At this point I turned around and saw a crazed looking man was following closely behind me. I opened our door, which sealed like the door of a submarine and had a bright red glowing light above the thick black metallic peep hole. I seemed to know how to open it perfectly well and I shoved her in the door, followed, then double locked ourselves in. Checking the locks from inside, they seemed loose.

Our door entered close to the kitchen. The place looked even darker, more cramped, and less inviting than the first apartment. I was starting to become very, very, uncomfortable again. Our apartment was divided into three floors. The basement level I never went to, but it was nearly pitch black save for a few red LED's on the walls. I followed her upstairs to our bedroom area. There laying on a chair was a very pale girl with shorts on sitting on a chair half dazed.

I was alarmed, but my GF explained that was only our roommate. I told her I couldn't take this place any more and asked if we could go for a walk outside. She agreed, and we left through a side door and went outside where there was only an empty parking lot, and gray looking forest. We walked into the forest and I started to feel dizzy. (The dream started to destabilize.) Horror struck again...

I put my arm around her for balance and asked "Am I mentally retarded now? Did I have some sort of accident?" She only just slightly smiled and looked at me. --Then I woke up.

I want to emphasize, when I woke up I felt I hadn't seen my bedroom in at least 2-3 days. I felt like a stranger to my own life, and I noticed that my real room was not as visually intense as my dream room.

This dream falls into a common category of my dreams: Bizarre Apartment

I'm not sure what order these came in.

1. My mum came in my room and woke me up to tell me what she was going to do today (weekend) (After I woke up properly I reality checked and thought to myself, 'I don't remember what she said to me'. Went out and checked her room and she was still asleep.)

2. I was with two other guys, and we had to get down a huge sandy/rocky hill. We tied a rope to a ?rock? and let it fall. We noticed it only went part-way down, and there was a colour change in the sand where it ended. One of the guys said that that was where the 'magnesium' ended and we would have to use a different kind of rope for the rest of the way. So we tied a red rope to the end of the normal rope and climbed down. There were a lot of sharp rocks at the bottom and I thought, 'Lucky we didn't run down here'.

This dream sort of morphed into my nightmare, I think I was supposed to be with one of the guys

3. (Nightmare) This guy and I reached our destination, (the scenery reminded me of Atacama Desert in BFBC2) we were sort of just instilled with fear and images of the ?teenage girl? flashed up a lot. (Its a bit vague how I knew it was a nightmare at this point). I 'woke up' to find myself in a dark room next the the other guy, and the girl in front of me. She said something like. 'Oh, you woke up. We'll just have to use a different method then.' I saw her move over to a selection of sharp and painful surgical items. By now I knew it was a dream but I was too scared to become lucid, so I decided to wake up.



On reflection, I should have stayed in the dream 'cos no matter what happens I'm safe.

So yeah, my last DR was on the 23rd, had several days of absolutely nothing and today it luckily came back. A bit...

So yeah, here's the fragment.

4th of March 2011. Non-lucid, Lucid, Extra Comment

Can only vaguely remember my dream. It had something to do with school though. At some point, my maths teacher wanted to reschedule a lesson from 18:00-22:00 (Which is truly an absurd time to be at school at anyway, stupid I didn't see that one as a DS) to some other time. He started erasing the text on the board, at which point I awakened.

I then fell back asleep for a couple of minutes. I recall fiddling with my iPod clock, which for some reason made me think I could control the flow of time. Don't understand how that thought entered my mind, nor do I think it was something I dreamt in that second period, seeing how it only last 7 minutes at the most.

Perhaps my success was due to me telling myself I would remember my dreams before I fell asleep, perhaps it was just a lucky shot, I don't know. I just hope it continues for some time to come.

Pre-dream: I had just received my datura ferox seeds and valerian root from an online vendor yesterday, so I decided to see what effects they might have if I were to consume some and take a nap. I meditated and asked the spirit of the plants that they guide me in the dream world, I gave them my respect and sent them energy. I crushed two datura seeds and brewed them in a tea and drank it whilst my valerian root was brewing. Before I began drinking the valerian I already felt a strange head pressure, almost a headache, and a very deep sedating effect. I proceeded to take the valerian tea but by the time I finished I felt very heavy and was feeling slight delirium in my thought process.

I laid down and watched my hypnagogic imagery and was promptly shown an eye that was in the center of my vision, staring at me. Unlike other times I believe I've seen my third eye, I think it was lady datura this time because it was glaring at me and promptly after I fell asleep and had a few disturbing dreams.

Dream: I had various fragments of random visions including taking care of some kids I didn't know that were vomiting water and I kept panicking not knowing how to deal with the problem, running up and down a mountain trying to avoid jaguars and shadow people, and lastly being cornered in front of my sister's house by a pitch black grizzly bear. The dream with the bear was the most memorable probably because it was the last one before waking up. It would morph into a cub to seem less sinister and would approach me but then it would morph into a huge black grizzly and try to attack me, I'd randomly find pointy but short objects like daggers or forks to defend myself with and I'd proceed to stab it whenever I could, trying to survive.


What happened next was the disturbing part though because I had stabbed it numerous times and it was on the floor choking on its own blood and it was no longer the menacing bear but instead an innocent little puppy. At this point I thought "Oh my god I took datura and now I'm delirious and just killed an innocent puppy and was hallucinating. I have to hide it's body. Did anyone see me? It's broad daylight. What have I done?!" I never noticed I had fallen asleep or was now miles away from home at my sisters house for no apparent reason. I saw the poor animal gasping for air and I couldn't stand it so I tore (yeah, tore, with a fork thing, because I had no knives) its throat open so it would die instantly and stop suffering. It was very grotesque and detailed, I hated every second of it. I had blood all over my hands and felt like a psychopath, how could my life ever be the same after this?


I woke up soon after with a few false awakenings and imagining seeing myself doing random things like ironing clothes, taking bread out of the toaster, and pouring myself a glass of water, only to find myself back in bed.

I would never go to waking life delirum doses of datura but I do plan on continuing to take 2-3 seed doses for oneiric purposes. I feel that Lady Datura is testing me but I'm not giving up that easily, I'm gonna fight off the night terrors until I become lucid so I may speak to her and find out why she tries to invoke fear in her users.

So last night I could finally recall my dream, but I dreamed that I was in a tall building that was being attacked much like 9/11. The dream would switch me from inside the building to 3rd person view outside like its some kind of movie. Somehow I ended up in the other building before the one next to it collapsed. I have felt so sick in that dream and a million things going through my mind that I am going to die. Before this happened it was night time and I was looking over the city and a air plane was coming and missed the buildings, then it turned around and streaked the building and I was teleported inside of it.

I was in a room with three other guys giving up hope that we would ever leave there, I found it odd that there was a chair that was in the shape of a tipping building. We figured out we where low enough to escape the bottom and people helped us out. One lady told us to run into this building to be safe and we did. The nightmare ended then.

There where other stuff but I don't remember it.

I had this one early this morning, and though it wasn't exactly "scary," it was definitely traumatic.

Dream Notes/Observations

Some friends and I have been invited to a party, in Alaska. We're being rushed to catch the plane (and drink with the pilot on the way), but we have to run some errands first. As we're driving around to do this, I'm trying to convince my buddy not to let me drink too much because my ex will be at the party.

At some point during this I insulted a group of crazy gangbangers, who looked like Rastafarian MS-13. The swore they were going to make me pay, but we sped away in the car.

We get back to my house and my friends drop me off so I can get dressed for the party. I go downstairs and let my ferrets out to play while I get ready (I do have ferrets IRL, and though these looked a little different I knew it was them). While my ferrets are playing two new ferrets appear from nowhere and start playing with them.

After I'm dressed I hear someone break-in upstairs, and somehow I know that it's the gangbangers, and that what their going to do is beat me, make me watch them eat the ferrets, and then kill me. So I try to gather up the ferrets and hide them in the closet, but the ones I don't know run away and I can't catch them.

I just manage to get my ferrets hidden when I hear them coming down the stairs and scramble to grab my sword (an ugly, poorly made black steel blade, not nearly as nice as my sword IRL). I've just managed to grab it and run out into the hallway when they get to the bottom of the stairs. There are 6 of them, and they are wielding hockey sticks and metal bars. I manage to bottleneck them in the hall so they can only attack me one at a time. They hit me a few times, but nothing serious, though there are a few close calls, and after 5 minutes of furious combat all 6 are dead.

I start freaking out about having killed 6 guys, and go up stairs and start pacing. At this point my friends return to pick me up, but I won't leave the house. I try to play it cool, but inside I'm losing it, considering chopping the bodies up to hide them in the yard. After a minute I break down and tell my friends what happened, but instead of freaking out they just think it's cool that I managed to kill 6 dudes by myself.

After a few minutes I decide to call 911 and report it, since it was self defense. The police don't come, but send an investigator: an older woman who kind of reminds me of my 5th Grade teacher. So I take her downstairs to show her the scene, but when we get down there all the bodies have turned into giant badger/dog things. 2 of them are dead, but the other 4 are just severely crippled. One of them has found the two stranger ferrets, killed 1, and is trying to kill the other. I start kicking it to try to protect the ferret, and the investigator gets mad at me, saying something like "This may have started as self defense, but if you keep that up you'll be charged with assault, the law doesn't protect your pets" (though apparently it did protect giant badger-dogs that used to be people). This makes me really angry, and I wake up.

1. One of my friends and I escape from some oppressive desert country and use a vacation house in Colorado as our hide-out. For some reason, I have an abundance of superhero T-shirts.

2. Singing "Bohemian Rhapsody" with a bunch of other guys. I do the lead character's lines, and seem to be the only person out of the bunch capable of hitting the high notes.

3. Something about playing with a rocket launcher.

4. Something about ugly necklaces.

5. I'm stuck at someone's residence with some snobbish former classmates and a handful of little kids. One of them criticizes the way I was eating a popsicle, and others join in on verbally harassing me. I run to find a room that I can lock from the inside so I can be alone, but they keep chasing me. Even when I've managed to lock a door or find a really good hiding spot (even when I'm hiding in my own house), they always get in and start dancing on my head, all while claiming that I'm in the wrong for hiding from them in the first place.

Then there was something about the estimated value of some herb and going to an incense shop to get something to help with meditation, but my alarm clock woke me up in the middle of that.

This occured when I was 4, staying in France with my grandparents. The only bit I remember went as follows:

I was outside somewhere with a few friends.I had a water hose to my mouth and was drinking the water when suddenly a live fish comes out and before I knew it I had swallowed it. I could feel it in my throat as I woke up screeming.

Explaining this to my grandperents who couldn't speek English was difficult, the nearest I was able to come was "Pictures in my head when I sleep" it was then that I learned the word cauchemar and was told by my grandmother that it was because that night had been a black moon night.

I found myself laying on my bed looking at my phone downloading some random application. I was thinking about a girl from the dream right before this. I then walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror and noticed my teeth were all crooked. Specifically my right incisor was pushed out and to the left. I thought this was weird, but then I also noticed some greyish plaque on that right incisor. I started scrapping it off with my fingernail when the tooth broke in half. I immediately started freaking out, looking in the mirror I could see the roots still in my gums dripping blood. I picked up the tooth and started thinking about how awful an experience was and that I must be dreaming because it was so bad. However, since I was freaking out so much I wasn't able to properly identify the dream. (This is the only time I have ever questioned reality in a dream and not immediately become lucid). I started yelling and freaking out not knowing what to do. I grabbed my tooth and walked out of my bathroom still screaming. I walked into the kitchen and collapsed to my knees and then looked out the window. I noticed that there was some guy working on his truck out in front of my house. I noticed that the front lawn didn't look like it should, I was confused but had already decided that it wasn't a dream so I knew that it was real. I looked down at the broken tooth in my hand and then back out the window. This time I was really convinced that it didn't look like it should. I stared down at the ground and thought how this HAS to be a dream and then forced my self awake.

I was inside the store my parents own and my brother was on the compuiter , i started throwing some juice boxes at him because he woudlent let me on (the compuiter) so i kept throwing them to piss him off when suddenly out of nowhere he gets a knife and started chasing me outside, so i run and almost get run over by a car and just when i think he's far away he yell's a battle cry and i run for my life shit scared.then the dream ends and i sleep for the rest of the night.


i did not realize i was in the dream.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Intended to do an early WBTB after six hours of sleep, but lazy as I am, I failed. I swallowed a G+C pill around eight, which was a bad move since I couldn't fall back asleep after my first dream. Don't use Galantamine after 6 hours of sleep!

23.45: Sleep

08.00: Groping woman
I'm sitting by a bench in some kind of theatre. Monica's there with me and an older woman approaches me. I just recently had to push away some other girl who tried to grab my junk. I'm half-hard for some reason, and the woman leans over me, distracts me by talking and grabs my junk through my jacket. When she notices it's already half-ready she smiles at me and gives it a few tugs. The betraying bastard likes it and we both get up and I start picking up my stuff. I stuff away my mathbook in my bag all the while talking to Monica, hinting of what just happened. She is clueless though and I decide to tell her later.

We exit the building and my family shows up. Walking down the street, I realise we must be in another country. Not too different from Sweden though, but it's hot and sunny out and the buildings looks different. My mom spots a famous TV actor and nudges me in the side. I don't care for famous people. Our king and queen shows up a few seconds later. He looks at me for a second or two, now that's something cooler. Their daughter Victoria, and heir of the throne, is having her poodle trimmed by the sidewalk. Its fur is amazingly soft and perfect. It's grey and silver and I can't resist touching it. As soon as I do I realise I can't do that and walk away.

We head out in traffic and Morgan almost gets hit by a car. We start yelling at him and he tells me that no one in the family likes him. "Ofcourse we do" I tell him and comfort him for a while. He's quite sad, so I bring up a few cashew nuts. I break them apart and make him some "vampire" teeth. "Grrrrrr!" I say to cheer him up and hand them to him. He puts them in his mouth and growls at me.

09.00: Survival in the bathroom
I'm in a bathroom with Monica and my brother Martin. There's an open hatch in the corner of the room, and I expect an alien to come up from there any minute. I've got a strange gun that looks just like the gun in the movie "Existenz" only it's black. I aim it at the dark corner. Suddenly I see movement and I fire off a few shots; teeth in some creamy sauce (?). I miss whatever's coming up though, and soon I realise why. A scarab crawls up through the hole. I try to kill it by stomping on it. "Don't worry about that one" Monica tells me. "How the hell can you not worry about a bug like that?" I wonder. All of a sudden a black shadow emerges from the hole, and pounces at us with a screech. I fire away with my gun and must have hit the creature. It falls to the ground and goes unconscious. It's an alien from the movie "Alien" only alot smaller.


I jump on its back and grab its arms. "Wake him up" I tell Monica. She wakes the creature up and it starts to struggle. "Either you relax and join us, or I'll never let you go" I tell it. "Okay, I'll join you" it tells us in a very human voice. "Fine, no tricks now or I'll kill you" I tell it and release it gently. I expect it to bound up and rip us apart, but it doesn't. It's on our side now, and will help us survive this place. The bathroom door starts to move and I run over there and hold the handle up with all my might. Something on the other side wants to get in. I have given the gun to Monica, but I still open the door. I spot a small naked child outside. I drag him into safety.

The alien morphs all of a sudden, and becomes a human boy with red cheeks. "Hand me the gun" I tell Monica. She hands it to me, but it's a normal gun now. "You know, some people bring other weapons into this, but not us, we use whatever we find" I say and look at my brother who smiles at me. The gun is kinda useless as it is, and I intend to make it into the "Existenz gun" again, I know what I have to do. I start licking the thing, my saliva going everywhere. I have to get the gun as moist as possible for it to morph. It starts to do just that in seconds, and I continue drooling all over the thing. The door starts to shake once again and I'm out of time. My uncle opens it. "What are you doing?" he asks us. His eyes are all red, like he's been drinking too much. I know he's one of the bad guys, but I have to pretend for now.

"Nothing" I tell him and we exit the bathroom atlast. I'm in G's mom's house, and there's christmas decorations all over the place. "Wow this is neat and tidy" I think. I didn't expect it to be this clean after what we've gone through in the bathroom. All my relatives are there and they're all celebrating christmas or something. The game is still on though, but if I start claiming my uncle is evil and wants to kill us, we will be rediculed. One person knows what's going on though, my brother. I grab him and start walking out the door, "we have to talk" I tell him. My cousin's dad suspects something and follows us.

We start playing football and he joins us. At the same time we throw something to eachother. He runs around and tries to catch it and steal the ball. I fall in some bushes and get stuck. A huge chocolate, ice cream birthday cake, the size of a small pool is up on the porch. My mom falls in it and all the kids starts taking pieces of the cake. Morgan grabs a piece the size of a football. "Morgan! Who told you you could take cake?" I ask him. He puts the piece back. My other cousin's dad shows up, the one throwing the party. "Where's Michael and Marcus?" I ask him. "Michael's watching boxing, and Marcus just put in a sausage in the oven, he's upstairs" he tells me. Ah, makes sense.

09.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3, 200 ml applejuice, 1 x Lucid Dreamer at 08.00

That's it! Sadly I didn't get lucid, but I'm fine aslong as I get lucid once a week. This is the last time I take a G+C pill just like that. Henceforth I'm going to plan it ahead, and really know I will get lucid. Also NEVER take it after 6 hours of sleep. I might get one long dream but if I even move when I wake up after it, I won't be able to go back to sleep. Oh, G+C nightmares are kickass!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

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The city is crowded and my friends in eye are walking in no particular direction. I look into the sky and notice a symbol I mistakenly recognize as a red superman symbol being projected by means of a spotlight. Upon pointing my finger to show my friends, I realize it is actually a goat's head in the shape of an inverted pentagram. My heart sinks. I recall there being some sort of prophecy of the night changing to day and the world ending. At that moment, I see I bright red ring in the distance. The night turns to day and I notice the ring is surrounding an Eiffel Tower-like building. It explodes and collapses.

The entire city is in panic and everyone is running in different directions. My friends and I make off in the same direction until bombs start dropping. It is now a frantic effort to stay alive. I start leaping what feels like ten feet at a time, at one point being propelled by an explosion beneath my feet. Eventually, I make it to what I decide to be a safe location. A parking garage built underneath a large office building. I'm with a close friend of mine, Chris. We have a view of the large reddish nebula-like phenomenon, I think it to be some sort of portal, which has now taken the place of the Eiffel Tower-like structure.

We're relieve and rest in this location, intently staring at the portal. I decide to call my parents and inform them of my dire situation, say my goodbye, and tell them I love them one last time. As I start to fiddle with my phone, a group of three red and black dragons emerge from the portal. Again, my heart sinks... To our horror, the dragon flies and lands right in front of us. We run for our lives up the stairs of the parking garage, being followed closely by the dragon. We get to an upper level, where we split ways and run to different stair exits in an attempt to shake the dragon. I jump down each flight of stairs as quickly as possible. The dragon is coming after me. Once I'm at the lowest level, I sprint to the elevator and smash the close door button until it finally closes. Just in time! I can feel the dragon blowing fire up the elevator shaft, heating up the elevator I'm now trapped in.

Right before it's almost too hot to bear, the elevator stops right before the floor I'd intended to get off at. I press the open door upon and see that I've stopped a few feet too short and pull myself up the rest of the way and climb out. I'm now in an large, open office-like room with a surprisingly amount of calm, collective people. I observe my surroundings for a few minutes until my comrade emerges the elevator shaft. I'm surprised, but ecstatic to see him. We feel as though we've escaped the dragon for the time being, but that he'll be back. I take this time to try to send a text message to my parents, but I cannot get it to work no matter how hard I try. It's extremely disheartening.

My friend and I decide it would be a safe time to go explore our area. We exit the building to our left and enter a park filled with benches and trees. We wander for quite some time and meet up with another friend of ours, Chris C., until we notice a dragon emerging from the portal once again. We make a run for the building we came from to shelter ourselves and hopefully not stick out as targets.

I notice a few men investigating the elevator shaft I came out of, which now resembles my car's trunk. It has all the things I'd normally have in my trunk: some tools, a skateboard, a deflated volleyball, and a case full of Magic: The Gathering cards (which wouldn't normally be there). The men want to by them, but I tell them to wait for my friend, who they belong to, and to come back later. They argue they aren't well enough protect as the box they're in cannot lock, but I show them I can shut the trunk and lock the doors to my car. Problem solved.

At this point the dragon has arrived again and I still haven't sent my text message, although I've been trying this entire time. We all run out in the direction of the park. We leap in different directions in an attempt to avoid the dragon and the flames its spewing. I realize now, that instead of killing people, the fire transforms people into non-aggressive goblin looking creatures. Instead of attacking, they merely point my direction and inform the dragon of my position if I try to hide. The dragon gets both of my friends, and I'm dismayed to be on my own. I keep going however, and reach a neighborhood where I hide behind a circle of fences which are surrounded by trees. A goblin gives away my position and the dragon finds me. I wake up.

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Wow this was a big dream, at first I was in the shopping mail for some reason then I went up some steps. I think I went come to discover that my parents invented a time machine. Then somehow it broke the first time we used it.

The year was 1968 in my dreams.

I was back at my house but other people where living in it and I had to look around, then I've noticed then and there I was a kid again. I wasn't born around that time so I don't know why it was that way.


I was walking down my street and noticed a bunch of kids playing across the street in there front yard. I quickly ran over to check them out hiding behind a bush. A cute little blond hair girl came out and looked at me and I talked to her. Naturally I didn't tell her that I was a time traveler.

Me: Hello, I just noticed you guys playing and was wondering if you would like to hang out.

She just gave me a smile and I followed her inside the house where I met her family. I was unsure where her mother was then she took me out to the mall. We where going to get something to eat when I noticed my Dad in his earlier years was going to go into a recruiting center to get into the military. Some girl that followed me and this one girl I was hanging out with, she is going for Dad.

Unknown girl grabs my fathers hand and suggested that they go somewhere else.

My dad dropped everything and followed her led. I knew instantly this was bad and would unbalance everything I knew about the present time. I followed them and the other that was with me was gone, and I watched as they got ice cream together where talking. I felt like somehow I messed up inside and now my present time is going to pay the consequences for my actions.

I went into 3rd person mode when I went into a moment of sadness, what I saw wasn't me crying but a girl that was suppose to be me.

This is the short summarized version of the dream.

Ugh, I had a nightmare again =( I was with some friends at a giant green pool. The water was green and muddy (green mud). At the bottom of the water I could see a few green monster fishes. If I fell into the water the fishes would kill and eat me. I was very afraid to slip the whole dream. Me and my friends were playing(?), hanging in ropes above the water. In the end, I failed holding myself up, so I fell into the water and swam for my life so the monster fishes wouldn't take me. I escaped, but the boss of the place, some person, tied my up and tried to stuff me into a shredder. My friends just stood there watching. I kicked the shredder away from myself.. and woke up.