nightmare

Well, I had some dream journal entry involving a lucid dream I had the night before last. I can't remember it now, of course. (Lousy Recall) I'll just recap last night's dream with hopes of improving that.

The strange thing about last night was that there were three dreams that were intertwined in a way and I kept going between the three.

Dream #1. I was in a small creek in some grassy field. From the feel of the location and my innate "dream sense" I had a feeling that I was in the baseball field outside my high school. The creek was inaccurate (it isn't there in RL) and was very shallow with a lot of round rocks in it. The water was very cold.
There was another dream character there, I couldn't make them out at first, but I'll tell you more when they were actually revealed to me.

Dream #2. I was in my home town. It was a cold, but sunny day. I was doing something with my taekwondo studio and we were talking about doing some kind of demonstration in front of the entire town. At the time, we were in the actual studio, and practicing like we usually do in class.

Dream #3. I was flying above a grassy meadow. But it looked artificial, it was perfectly flat for as far as the eye could see. It actually reminded me of playing Minecraft on a superflat world.
There was another "presence" in the dream, somebody who I could tell was powerful. They seemed interested in military tactics and combat. They began to use some power to place various types of tanks around the field, and then activated them and had them do battle, while explaining to me the complex strategies that were employed.

Dream #1. I was back in the creek. The hazy dream character was still there, and I noticed that I was near sighted. The dream was only vivid in the... 10 feet around me. Everything beyond that seemed very blurry.
A small green snake slithered up the rocks on the side of the creek and tried to bite me. I fought it for awhile, somehow grabbing its head with my hands, trying to force it away and get it to leave. The snake seemed very strong.
The shady dream character started talking about the second dream, and I went back to it.

Dream #2. I was in the cafe in my town, still with the group from my taekwondo studio. A few of my close friends were there as well. Everyone seemed very confused about this demonstration, and everyone was bickering amongst one another about when it should happen or who should be involved.
I looked at a cup on the table, one of those paper coffee cups with the plastic lids. I began thinking that it was strange... I thought my taekwondo studio just DID their demonstration last month. Before I could question further, dream #3 took hold.

Dream #3. I was back over the field. The presence returned and told me it was going to see how many individual soldiers "the system could handle". It created some kind of general guy, then a ton of soldiers that stood in rows behind him. The presence told me that there were more than three million soliders, but I don't think I was seeing more than a couple hundred.

Dream #2. Back to the coffee shop. I was stepping outside, being followed by a few others. and the bickering had seemed to escalate as though the situation had gotten increasingly more complex. Now we were also going to march in some parade, and one of the kids was sick, so we had to make accommodations somehow. I tried to offer my own input, but it only led to more bickering amongst the other dream characters.
I looked at a bike, supposedly mine, that was chained to a lamp post outside the shop. I began thinking as I stared at the bike lock, about how this sort of petty bickering seems to be one of my dream signs. I once more was about to grasp the fact that I was dreaming when...

Dream #1. I was still holding the snake by the head. This setting became much more clear now. The creek and the grass around it, as well as the sky, that was a dull blue. I was still holding the snake. I decided that I'd had enough and picked up one of the large rocks. I was going to smash the snake's head and kill it.
The distant dream character entered my view. For some reason what I remember about him was his clothes, and how he was sitting. I never got a good look at his face until the very end.
He was tall and thin, and he had a black coat with a gold embroidery on the front and collar. It was unbuttoned showing a white undershirt with large black square buttons on it. And the way he was sitting, with his legs crossed. I only looked at this for a moment, until he got down and stood in the creek with me. (The creek was in a ravine about four feet deep)
When he got down, I looked up at him. I was ready to crush the snake's head with the rock. He just had this smile. It was the most evil smile that I had ever seen. The snake slithered out of my hand and went behind me, and began slithering around on the back of my legs. I stood up and turned around to grab it. It was too late, the snake bit me, and I awoke.

Okay, I am sorry, my dream journal has been acting REALLY flakey lately.

1. First, I dreamed I was with a friend of mine. We were walking down the street, somewhere in Florida (I think), trying to find a park, and for some reason there were like sculptures that turned into other things, or they came alive and followed us... I can't remember...

2. Then I dreamed I was in some sort of mansion with lots of halls and rooms. It was dark, gothic, and maze-like. There was some sort of party going on. I was with a friend of mine, who was some sort of monster/vampire/demon (but he was friendly... at least to me). He was actually a much younger looking variant of the Warlock character who shows up from time to time, but he wasn't (as) self-aware. We both looked and acted like teenagers.
I was looking for a different costume to wear, he helped me sneak into a room but told me to be very quiet. The reason was because there were demons behind some curtains, and noise would wake them up. I was scared and very cautious about moving around the room. The room was full of all sorts of costumes and garments, and I picked out some crazy stuff. Think goth-on-acid. Then, we left the room. We went back to the main party room, which was like huge theater, and there were sculptures covered in gold on the ceiling. We went to another room, which turned out to actually be outside, and there was a whole field of lilies in the clearing of a forest. We wandered around in the forest, and there were different clearings with different flowers, including some lilacs with kind of a yellow-gold hue. My friend made a joke about me liking lilacs (I don't remember what it was).

3. The dream shifted (definitely a different dream) and I was in a farmhouse. I had several sisters, older and younger, the youngest was about 8. There was an "evil" sister, whose skin was all white, and she had huge circles under her eyes, and ratty blonde hair... we'd thrown her out of the house, and she was even supposed to be dead.
I send the youngest sister out to go bury the seedling for a tree. I don't remember why. It was daylight, but by night she hadn't returned, and at night the 'evil' sister was trying to get into the house. For some reason, if we could keep her out until midnight, she would go away forever. We had nailed chicken wire over the windows, so if she broke them, she still couldn't get in. I also ran around closing all the doors and locking them, including one that she almost made it to. She was sort of zombielike but I was worried she'd still be smart enough to find and use a wire-cutter. I spent some time rattling the windows with a stick to scare her away, but it would just draw her attention. The youngest sister I sent out never came back, and I was worried that my older sisters would be angry with me for sending her out. I was also worried she WOULD come back, and we'd have to open the door for her, and risk letting the other one in.
I don't know if we ever won or what happened to the youngest sister. The dream faded.

4. I dreamed I was underwater. I could breathe just fine. There was some sort of short blond kid I didn't recognize. I got an octopus stuck in my ear and it was really gross. That's all I remember of the last dream.

Funny how something so simple can be so terrifyingly creepy.

Dream:

I arrived at my mom's house. As I walked to the front porch I could see some odd looking footprints in the dirt. I looked at them closer. They were humanoid and slightly smaller than my feet. I could see the toes clearly. The second two toes were longer than the big toe and had what looked like claws or long toenails that made an impression in the dirt above the toe. I thought they were so strange that I took a picture of them with my phone.

At about that same time I got an email from my science teacher (Christopher) who sent me a very similar picture. He said that prints like these were thought to belong to a mysterious, paranormal animal somewhat like a bigfoot. Hearing that made me nervous and I rushed into the house. I told my mom about the footprints and took her outside to look at them. We were both unnerved that they were so close to the house and right by the front door.

That night I could hardly sleep because I was so afraid of that creature that could be right outside the house. I was thankful that the doors were locked.

The next day I told my friend Ruth about the prints. I showed her the pictures and what was left of the real prints (by that time they had gotten stepped on and were partially destroyed).

Then it was evening again (I had been distracted by some horses that had gotten loose and were running up and down the street, but they were now gone.) My mom's house was now my childhood house and not her current house. I looked out the door. I could see that there was a forest up the street where there were normally houses. I saw an elk and a smaller deer.

Suddenly I was terribly afraid. I knew that creature could be right behind any tree. I saw my mom out in the yard. I didn't want her to be there. Something could happen to her. I started yelling for her to come in. She didn't seem to her. I felt even more terrified. I yelled again....and again, feeling more frantic every second.

Suddenly I woke up and it took a few minutes to settle down. I wondered how I would be feeling if I had woken up and had been camping outside. I knew I would be really freaked out.

Still recovering my sleeping schedule from that spicy food encounter, my dream recall is getting back on track. I set an alarm for 4:15 am and could not get back to bed til around 7 am no matter what I tried, I put on white noise and put a pillow inbetween my legs, read my calculus textbook and "relieved" myself, all things that make me sleepy but to no effect. My dream recall may take a dip because I plan on sleeping for a full 8 hours so that once my body gets used to it I can go back to waking up at 4 and going back to sleep no problem.

Anyways here are my dreams from last night, or this morning rather:

7 am
Dream 1: I am in some house in a rural area. It looks like a vacation home and I feel as if my whole family is there but they all went out to go somewhere and I stayed home. I had to replace the batteries in this one device, it had 4 energizer batteries and the one that I had to replace said "16 weeks" and no charge when I did the little test on the battery. So I replaced it with the other smart living batteries. Im amazed how realistic the batteries were when I put them in. I get the batteries in the device and put the dead battery in the smaller device that works with only 1 working battery and its some sort of laser/flashlight. I lock myself in this small room and feel like I left my phone outside but see it on the table. At this point I suddenly become aware someone else is in the house. I am in the small dark room and I hear their footsteps outside. I try to keep my hands on the doorknob in case the person knows how to unlock the door and he tries to rattle it as hard as he can but I hold on until I wake up.

8:30 am (false awakening)
Dream 2: I feel like I wake up and am doing something in the basement when I see a white widow spider on tv, this guy is on a nature show and talking about the spider in its natural habitat. The spider is this giant spider thats legs span about 8 inches and has a white marking on the spiders abdomen. There is some gap in memory of the dream here, then I see a white widow spider right next to me so I go upstairs. My mom made this beef stew thing so I start eating it. I start telling her I need to eat whole grains while I eat this meal. The meal Im eating has beef, tomatoes, a crapload of jalapenos, and some green leaf or vegetable. (sounds kind of disgusting irl). At this point I tell her theres a white widow spider downstairs and we go down. Then I show her where it is and it starts running across a strand of string it has and right on to my dog shadows face. Im about to try to kill the spider before it bites my dog then I wake up.

Whats strange is the second dream felt so real as opposed to my other dreams I had no idea it was a dream. Other dreams I somehow know they are a dream but don't have the full conciousness to realize im dreaming yet.

This dream happened a few times during my childhood and never changed in any way. Where I used to live was a park where I would go to play. It wasn't that far from home but it was a good place. To describe the experience, imagine a rectangle in a landscape position, the gate being in the bottom right corner. The jungle gym opposite the gate in the top right, tree house slide to the left of that and two sets of swings to the left of that, So all at the top of the rectangle. in the bottom left, where a tree once stood, was a shallow crater (circular).

Dreaming Sequence:

I am on the grass next to the gate being sucked into the crater which was a black vortex. The vortex was so strong that I was being dragged along the grass. When I was ten feet away, I passed a toddler's folded push chair, I grabbed it and threw it into the vortex. When I reached the vortex, I fell in and then woke up on my bedroom floor.


Spooky dream!

So a weird incident I'd say this dream was,

I get to class where everyone was questioning if there was homework was do, and everyone was freaking out. I remember specifically going by my buddy Brandon and him being all stressed about it. Then saw my other buddy say "Well.. I didn't do it..".

Fast forward a bit and I'm in my room before bed and apparently our teacher didn't have time for our class anymore, so we started having class on the phone, 1-on-1 and it was kind of strange but whatever.

I was then lying there on my bed looking at my phone when it made strange noises and this sound scared me into lucidity. The phone showed a black screen that was locked and required me to pay money to open it back up, It made this weird sound (((4))) times. I then felt myself semi-lucid and so I laid there with my eyes clothes and thought "I'm losing lucidity, I need to scare myself more", So I imagined Brandon running around the top floor of my house outside my room

It was really quiet in the dream at this point, his foot stomps sounded like fucking earthquakes, this truly scared the living hell out of me. It sounded like he was going to run in and body slam me to death. After a while, I wanted him to run away because I felt ready to get up, so I did and he ran away. I stabilized by looking at my hands and rubbing my face on my hands, I then walk out into the hallway and made out with the wall for more stabilization I then walked out and since it was soooooo dark in this dream I imagined a scene and made the mistake of closing my eyes to change it and woke up

Here is the cool/weird/scary part... I checked my phone and I was texted (((4))) times, very recently ... the even more weird part, it was the same friend from my other entry on Friend Induced Lucid Dream

During the day (Tuesday) i was coming down with something, towards the night it was getting worse. Took a few flue meds and went to bed, woke up around 4 am becuz of my loud brother, but I was still able to find sleep again, although I felt really sick for the few minutes I was awake. The dream begins now: I’m at work, minutes away from my performance review with my boss. And actually I have performance review coming up this Thursday. But anyways, so in my dream I’m sitting there, really afraid and nervous, and I’m trying to go home early cuz I’m sick, but my boss gets angry becuz of this and I have an axiety attack and storm out the workplace, I go home. After an unknown period of time, I recover and my family decides to take me out to dinner to help me unwind. They take me to this bar/restaurant, in the middle of it all I get up to go to the restroom and I excuse myself. I go through the door of the restroom and I’m suddenly somewhere else. I don’t even know where. (And I don’t like telling this part at all, cuz I’m not that kind of person, but here it goes..), I’m in a place where random men and women are touching, kissing,…each other. And this one beautiful woman comes up to me and starts to talk. It doesn’t take long before we’re kissing and touching, even though we started a verbal fight a minute into our conversation. She leaves suddenly, I still manage to give her a card with my number on it, I remember begging her that we keep in touch but I’m a in a panic mode, I’m asking everybody I come across on my search for her if they have seen her or know her name. I didn’t know her name.



This is where it got twisted for me. I want to go back to the bar/restaurant cuz I realize I’ve been there for a long time, I find a door and I go through it, and I’m suddenly in a haunted house. I just felt it was a haunted house cuz the inside of the house looked condemned, abandoned for at least decades, and you just feel the aware stare on you the minute you set foot in that house. The walls, everything is grey or black or darkish, nobody cleaned for decades..well you get it. I see this lil stool in the center of the room with a device in front of it. It looks like one of those big walkie talkies. But I hear voices coming through it, and I see parts of legs creeping away behind the corner of whatever room I’m in. I push the button on the thing and start talking, basic things like “hello”, and sometimes I get responses, like you would play back evp’s or something, cryptic responses that have no meaning at all. And then this female voice comes through, but this one’s different, she doesn’t just speak words or broken up sentences, but she speaks full sentences, dialogues if you will. She starts talking: (these weren’t her literal words, I don’t remember everything, what I’m writing down here is all I remember) “There is no honour in this, you need to let go, find a way. I know there’s a lot of anger, confusion, despair and pain you have. But this isn’t the way, taking your own life isn’t the answer if you don’t find a way you’ll end up like me, away from me. She talked pretty clearly and straight forward but I don’t know why she said these things, I have been suicidal in the past, but the past few weeks I’v been feeling good actually. I ask her who she is, she tells me her name is “Mess” (or something that sounds like you pronounce “mess”), and she starts telling me random (bad) events that happened in my life, like she was there or something and I start crying cuz how could this dead person/woman know so much about me, and why does she tell me this? But at the same time I feel …comfort…a familiar feeling, like somehow I know her. Then she’s gone, and I start asking questions. The random voices come again and then there’s a male/almost demonic kind of voice that comes through. I ask him where “mess” went to, who she is, where she is?....all he says is that “Mess” her name is Kim and she’s in an unknown place by herself cuz she took her own life. And that’s when I’m forced to leave the house. I go through the door again and I’m back in the restaurant, and my family is angry cuz I was away for so long. And I start crying and throwing things at them and yelling that I’m sick of this and sick of that,…and then I wake up in a complete state of panic and exhaustion at the same time.



The dream doesn’t sound like all that much but..it made such an impression on me, normally I’m always aware even that I’m dreaming, but now it was like…so real, and it didn’t make sense at all, but at the same time it did. Cuz when Kim/Mess talked I felt like…I was talking to someone I had known for a very long time but somehow I forgot her and she knew..And no I don’t know any kim in my life. When I woke up it was like…if anyone has experience with fainting and suddenly opening your eyes and gasping for air…that’s what it was like. Im wondering if I was visited by a spirit..it felt so much more than a dream.

The visuals were realistic and colorful. The beginning of this dream is lost, as usual..

I was at some sort of garage party... This was a garage made up of various garages and garage parties I've attended. At the party were a few people I know in real life, and other random dream characters. The place was complex and dingy. In real life I wouldn't have been thrilled to be at this party. I barely recall interacting with anyone.

At one point I decided to step outside for a change of scenery. Outside looked like the backwoods of some remote county. There was a healthy green lawn, tall white-bark leafless trees, and only one neighboring house, which was really more shack than house. (*Recall gets hazy at this point*)

Out of the shack, come the next door neighbors. Three men who looked like sinister cast members on the show Swamp People. (A show I've not watched a single episode of yet.) They were big, and glaring at me with absolute hatred. I realized that disdain for their appearance might be showing on my face, and fueling mutual repulsion..

I looked one of them up and down for something to compliment him on. I thought it would lighten the mood. He was wearing dirty jeans. Muddy boots. A stained and ripped jean jacket. A very old darkened flannel shirt, and a vest that looked like it was made in the 1950's. He had wild hair. Yellow teeth and dirt on his face with very blood shot eyes.

I said "I like that vest."

He looked at it, somewhat taken off guard by my remark. He didn't thank me, but when he looked back up at me he had this half puckered expression that revealed his rotten teeth. It wasn't a smile, but it was better than the 'I want to kill you right now' look on his face before. I started to walk back towards the party, the three men followed me a ways.

I said "We're having a party, you guys can probably come for a few beers." They seemed slightly curious, but not impressed.

I walked back to the house, opened the side door and walked back in to the dark garage. The guy with the vest leaned inside to have a look. There was now blood everywhere, and no sign of the party goers. I felt very uneasy. I ignored the neighbors and bolted inside to see what happened..

Near the back, there was trough filled with water about a foot deep. There were a number of people in the trough standing and fighting off what appeared to be something like skinless gremlins about 3ft tall. And the people were losing. Blood was splashing. Lights were flashing. Music was playing. It was like a twisted dance floor. As I watched in disbelief, a more powerful looking skinless gremlin with a bulging oblong brain leaped from a rafter and sliced another gremlin in dozens of of pieces with its steel straight edged elongated claws.

I was fighting off being horrified. It turned and faced me directly. It was hideous. About 3.5 feet tall. Humanoid. It had yellow cats eyes. Wicked snaggle-tooth fangs and a huge visible brain. No hair. No fir. Just exposed. Bloody. Densely packed muscles. It looked agile and a little bit stocky.

I said "Why did you kill one of your own?"

It said in a raspy voice "He was going to die soon anyway."

I pulled out a pocket knife and said "What happens if I stab you in the brain?!"

It said "Try it."

I stabbed it in the brain. He rolled his eyes up to look at me. I pulled out the knife and stabbed it again further back and with more force. It acted disoriented by the second attack. I staggered back reeling with disgust. After another moment, he regained composure and started to climb out of the pool to follow me. Now, I ran. Strangely into a small room with a TV. I looked at the TV remote.

I said "I want to change the channel. I don't want to see these things anymore." --Then I woke up.

I have not had a nightmare since I last posted one on Dream Views. When I woke up, I felt perfectly calm and well rested. This is the most complex dream I clearly recall in about the past year.

Last night I had a ton of false awakenings, and a lot of them involved math homework that I had forgotten to do IRL the before I went to sleep and me scrambling to get it done in study hall before class.

So the first time I remember I was in the car and one of my parents was driving (although I usually drive myself to school). Anyways, then I can remember frantically scrambling to get my homework done in the car. I can even remember what the problems were! I had to do like, 20 problems involving dividing polynomials.

This was the only dream I vividly remember, however as the morning proceeded I kept having all of these false awakenings where I was really nervous about going to school since my homework wasn't done. It was like repeating the horrible waking up process to go to school OVER AND OVER. I am already not a morning person, and this certainly didn't help. It almost felt like a relief when I finally ACTUALLY woke up... until the moment where you get out of the shower and it's 6 AM and you are freezing, and realize you have to go to school for 9 hours and... yuck...

Anyways ya... that's it from last night.

See ya

14.10.2013

Lots of orders at fiverr. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to my computer and updated the Fiverr site. I had a ton of orders such as $100 Tarot Readings, $80 orders and lots of small orders. Most of these they bought the rush feature. I felt overwhelmed due the huge and suddedn workload.

This dream was from Thursday the ninth.

I remember I was outside of my school, and it was sunset. Out of no where the sky for very dark and a meteor shower began! It was pretty cool, until one of the meteors it the school! Anywho, nobody was hurt, and what was left was a meteor, split in half. The interesting thing about this meteor however, was that on each of the two halves were written some very obscene things. I then remember one of my teachers coming down to see what was going on and that's about it.

Last two nights I was at a friend's house so I couldn't focus on dreaming too much. However, I can vaguely remember something...

I remember this dream being pretty long, although I don't remember any details. All I remember is that I was being chased by a bunch of zombies, and it reminded me a lot of something like World War Z (which was an awesome movie btw) So yeah... that's about all I got from the weekend.

Ok so I have always loved harry potter and read all the books and movies and love them and if anybody has seen the fourth one it starts out with the old caretaker in his house he's a muggle and he sees lights go on in the house. And goes to check it out so he goes in the house and sees
Two guys one worm tale and the other Barty crouch jr and there talking to lord voldemort and he's sorta not human like a baby snake creature so then the muggle sees a snake slither past him and the snake goes to voldemort and speaks parsltounge snake language and said the old muggle caretaker is standing just outside the door so wormtale opens the door and voldemort sais step aside so I can give our guest a proper welcome and sais avada kadavra and he dies but for me I'm like the caretaker but I'm not a muggle I'm a wizard and dumbldore sends me over there during the summer to go check things out so I do and the same thing happens and voldemort is giving Barty crouch jr a task.....to kill me and then the snake tell them I'm there wormtale opens the door and voldemort himself kills me the last think I see is a bright green light and then I wake up.......I don't know what to do about it it's so vivid like I'm really there.........it's the same one everytime and its every night

A brief nightmare - I'm at my mother's IRL house, the lights won't turn on, and this is dangerous. I consider whether this is a dream, but decide it isn't. I'm thinking that dreams and waking life feel different, and while dreams might feel real, you can't mistake waking life for a dream. So I don't do any reality checks. I do, however, do my anti-nightmare Apollo trick, but I feel a bit self-conscious about it, since I'm awake, and in my mother's home, and she'll be able to hear me. Afterwards I realize it was just one burned out light bulb, and there's no danger. Outside, it's incredibly bright, even though it's night - the sky is clouded over, and I wonder whether it's a full moon, but it seems too bright even for that. There are incredible gusts of wind, very inviting. My mother comes down to the front door where I'm standing and asks if something has flooded - there are occasional waves splashing over the wall at the edge of her yard. She says she used the incorrect settings on something, and it's caused things to get out of alignment, putting stress on the whole house that will eventually break it down. She needs to go outside and correct the settings. There's a ram standing in the street, looking at us; I point it out, and she says they always come in pairs. A herd walks down the street, from the same direction the waves came from.

I'm online, reading a conversation between several people, with one of them promising to scan some information about Renfield.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm taking a train from Rome to Boston, going over a map and coordinating plans.

There's a guy on his way home from a war, making what he thinks of as a 'deal' with whoever's listening, God or whatever else - he just wants his childhood neighborhood to have survived unscathed. If that place was bombed, what was the point to any of this?

That same guy is at a party, there's talk about political factions, blaming the faction that 'has the princess's ear.' Although this guy doesn't realize it, the princess in question is there at the party, disguised.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A rich family is discussing inheritance issues after their father's death. His illegitimate daughter from one of his many affairs, a very sweet girl, is the source of a lot of jealousy.

I'm walking down a street, and through the cracks in a fence I can see statues and ancient temples. I find a way through the fence and walk around, admiring them, wishing I had my camera with me; then I remember the camera on my phone and start taking pictures.

I walk into a building with a walkway overlooking vast, dark spaces, and I take pictures of those, lighting them up, resulting in beautiful abstract images made up of points of light. One of the spaces overlooks an opera company rehearsing, and there are a few people sitting around here watching, they don't welcome my presence but they don't stop me from taking pictures either. Another space contains a field of snow, and there's a beautiful woman lying there, dead or unconscious, beside some broken wooden boards. As I'm taking photos of her, I say "Nostradamus" - the name of the opera being performed. A woman next to me, one of the ones who'd been watching the opera, asks me how I knew its name; I say I hadn't known until I said it. The woman lying in the snow wakes up, and climbs up onto the walkway. I offer her my arm if she needs it, she looks unsteady - I sound overeager to myself. She doesn't take my arm.

Outside, the woman asks me how long I'll be staying in town. I'm thinking that I'm stuck here until I can find my portal home; out loud, I say it'll be a few days and I let her know what part of town I'm staying in. She reminds me of a promise I'd made to her, something involving her uncle, and she walks away.

I go to see her uncle, walking through the streets of a city in Italy, old alleys where cars are off-limits. I want to find a place to stop and go through my phone, delete some photos, make room for more, but most places are closing at this time of day. Finally I find a bookstore that's still open and I sit down. On my phone, I'm looking at a menu for creating shortcuts on your phone, arranged in the shape of a stylized butterfly.

#1. I was in math class, waiting to get my test back. When I did however... WOW what a horrible grade! I had gotten like, 10%. Needless to say, this was pretty much a nightmare, since I want to be a computer scientist and math is kinda important in that field

#2. It seemed like I was back in third grade or something. I was on a class field trip, and we had gone to the city park. I was happily sitting there on a log when another kid came running at me, and he was holding a scorpion! No matter what I did, this kid just wanted this scorpion to sting me soooo bad. I kept running away until the dream ended

Lucid: I was at home standing in the kitchen. For some reason I was holding a dirty dish, so then I went to put it in the dishwasher. When I opened it though, there was a mix of clean and dirty dishes. I thought this was rather peculiar, and went about questioning my family who had done it. When I went to talk to them though, it was like none of them could hear me at all. Finally when they did reply, I asked them what was going on and they seemed very clueless and lost. At this point I concluded that I must be dreaming!

Once I realized this, I immediately ignored everything else and focused on my dream goal, not to be outdone by the dream as I was the night before. I proceeded upstairs to my room. Once I got there I focused on summoning who I wanted to meet, but when I tried the dream started to fade! I then woke up

Nevertheless, it was another lucid dream!

I've been dream journaling for almost a month now, but I've only just decided to start posting them here. I'm hoping it'll help me to think of lucid dreaming a bit more in the day as well as the morning and the night.
This was the dream that got me into lucid dreaming Sorry if it seems a bit silly.

Waking Life
Non Lucid Dream
Lucid Dream

I see myself surrounded by giant robots in the third person. They try to stomp on me, but I dodge them. I manage to jump between one of the robots legs, but another kicks me and I go flying into a robots stomach. I land inside a stomach compartment, my view changes to first person and the scene changes to the steampunk-esque engine room of a submarine.
There is a shark person working on a computer. I get a radio message from a woman telling me to sabotage the engine room. I pick up a rock and throw it at a round computer monitor, but it just bounces off. The shark person notices me, and starts yelling at me. Some more shark people come in and start yelling at me with him. They then start arguing with each other, and I slip out of the engine room.
I am in a submarine high school, and there are shark people students and human students everywhere. I go right from the engine room, pass a cafeteria, and go up a metal spiral staircase. At the top, I fall over next to stairs, and can't get up. My limbs feel impossibly heavy, as if they're being held down by huge weights, something that used to happen to me a lot in dreams but hasn't happened to me for a while now. I manage to pull myself up using the railings, and lean against them.
Everyone is staring at me and I feel awkward. The railings suddenly collapse under me, and I fall down the stairs holding a piece of the railings. At the bottom, a strict old shark woman with white hair in a bun glares at me and gives me a lecture for breaking school property. After the lecture is over, I decide to go back to the engine room.
On the way there, two girls come out of the cafeteria. One of them points to me and says to the other, "This is the handsome boy I mentioned.", and they both giggle. I say "Thanks, I am very handsome aren't I?" (I'm not actually this arrogant in real life, I don't know what was going on here), and they both giggle again. They walk away from me, and I keep heading back to the engine room. I stop outside its door, and suddenly realise I'm dreaming.
I remember I'd heard about lucid dreaming before but never bothered about it. I decide to try flying to see if super powers and things actually work. I immediately fly up, my arms sticking out ahead of me like superman, and the ceiling shoots up above me so that I can properly fly around the room.
Before I can properly try out my new found flying abilities, I get a really uncomfortable feeling, like something is watching me and has become angry at me for breaking the rules. I suddenly get a vision of the two girls from the cafeteria covered in blood with red eyes staring at me. I decide that I should probably leave the dream now. I try to slap myself, but my arm slows down and my arm feels held back like before at the stairs, so I know it's useless. I'm starting to feel quite anxious now, so I close my eyes and will myself to wake up. I float through a kind of black void for a second, and then I wake up.
I log onto the computer and research lucid dreaming, and I come across this site. I make an account, and the rest is history, albeit rather short history.

Thanks for reading!