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I had two dream entries. First dream I had yesterday and the second one is from today.

08. 10. 2013. -> Golum

In this dream, I am at home with my mother and my friends. In this dream, one of my friends is Golum from the LOTR and at the beginning of the dream I see him killing one other friend of mine with his claws. Others are unaware of this and I fear that he will kill us while we are asleep. I try to warn my mother, but it turns out that while I was talking to her he was in the bathroom(its near) hearing everything I said. I was unaware of that until he walked out of the bathroom, pretending that everything is fine. Now I am terrified and Im sure that he'll try to kill us while we're sleeping. Next scene, Im lying in a bed, trying to stay awake. I feel him getting more near, but I am afraid to look back and Im hoping that its just my imagination. It wasnt. He catches my leg(this part was super-intense) with his hands and I wake up in panic.

Meaning: I put Thurisaz rune under my pillow in order to dream about that Rune. Considering that Thurisaz can represent demonic forces - I got exactly what I wanted.

09. 10. 2013. -> I leave the bed.

I dreamed of H. last night. We were lying in bed and making out, but it was kind of uncomfortable. Like she wanted to be with me only if I specifically conform with her vision of me. I was being judged for every move I make and as the making out got more intense and more passionate, I suddenly decided to leave. I simply walked out of bed and left, leaving her confused. In the later part of the dream, I text'd her using mobile phone, saying that we need to talk. She didnt answer and that didnt suprise me. In the dream, I was very disappointed with her behavior and thinking.

Meaning: Met her the other day. This dream is a perfect representation about how I feel about us. It would be great if she'd just stop overanallyzing things..

I wasn't in the dream as a person I was watching it. There was this little girl alone with the teddy bear and she walked into the kitchen of this huge house and on the kitchen worktop I was a web cam and it was on and the screen it was connected to walls projecting some kind of image on the wall behind her. She then looked straight at the webcam and said something along the lines of 'Come home daddy'. I realized the image on the wall was of an empty living room.

Moving on through the dream I see her mother emptying the washing machine. Suddenly the door slammed behind her and the same happened to her daughter. I woke up sweating even though nothing that scary had actually happened. Looks like my brain is getting ready for Halloween

Hi everyone,

I am writing because recently I noticed the amount of people who have lucid dreams, but can't control what they do in them. I've had lucid dreaming my entire life, and have dreams nightly, except I've taught myself to consciously acknowledge that I'm dreaming, and control my thoughts, actions, and words in the dream.

Furthermore, I can alter situations, change who people are, and even have full on conversations if I want to, and it's all through techniques I was forced to develop in order to avoid the bone-chilling feeling of nightmares.

I've written an eBook on the techniques I've developed, which include several detailed dreams that may be similar to ones you've had. If you're interested in finding out about someone else who has the same lucid dreaming experience you do, or if you want to learn how to control your dreams, check it out!

It will be free to download until Sunday, "How to Control Lucid Dreaming" . Thank you!

Dream 1
I ate a subway cookie from a vending machine. Macadamia cookie that tasted ok.

Dream 2
Really decent dream. Started off I was watching this youtube video of these two guys interviewing these two girls on a bed. Then next thing I know I am in the video talking to one of the girls. She had just moved into college dorm and she was saying how all the girls there were boring. She accused the superfriendly ones of being lesbians. I talked to her a little and we just vibed for a bit. She then showed me how "fun" and "cool" she was by showing me that she was going comando under her dress. I found this funny and a little try hard but didn't tell her I felt this way. I just told her she "looked" a little weird. She laughed and said that she knew.

I went outside and looked around. There were house keepers everywhere and I was looking for some cute girls to hangout with. Next thing I realize I in a prison. I didn't recognize anyone there. I eventually realized I was part of a "Scared Straight" tour. A lot of prisoners were just hanging out not doing much. One guy had his son in prison with him.(dream sign?). We eventually began starting leave the prison. I got separated from the group and watched as they were given an exit-speech. I followed them after they left the main gate.

-Notes
A lot times I may get dreams which are really personal and I don't want to post the content in full unedited detail or maybe even not at all. My dream recall has seen slight improvement recently so I will try to post more often.

My family was visiting my dad and step mother, but we were staying next door in some sort of rental. I did not notice that neither their home nor neighborhood were anything like they actually are.

My husband and sons and dad and step mother were going to go somewhere in a car, but I was not going. I was helping them to the car, carrying a booster seat for my almost 5 year old. I did not notice that the booster seat was a way more elaborate contraption than in reality. But suddenly they were gone, and I did not remember them having left, and I was left with the booster seat.

i did the finger through palm reality check, but it failed. Instead of seriously questioning reality or following up with another reality check, I started rationalizing that something must be mentally wrong with me, that I must not have long to live. I tried calling my dad on my cell phone, but he did not answer. I rationalized further that they must have had another booster seat in the car, and maybe the one I was carrying was not needed. I did not notice that the booster seat then disappeared.

I then tried finding the place where we were staying, but could not. The neighborhood was nothing like what I "remembered" it being - both not matching reality and not matching false memories. It in fact became a more and more elaborate neighborhood, the longer I walked. It was like a small tourist town with shops. I heard some tourist comment, how quaint it was, that they had no clue this charming town was there, that they needed to explore it more. I heard someone laugh.

I meanwhile was panicking more and more, and doubting my sanity. i did more reality checking. Again just the finger through palm attempt, but again without serious questioning, and again it failed. However, by then I was too panicked to stop and think. I tried calling my dad again and my husband in vain. I was crying, and thinking that this can't be happening to me.

And that's when I woke up, and realized that it was not happening to me. And that I checked reality repeatedly in this dream, but did not seriously question it, even though the reason I checked was because stuff was happening that should not be happening! Soooo close, and yet sooo far.

I had a good two hour walk on an amazingly clear and beautiful day. I stood on a high point and "communed" with nature and told myself that my brain is me so I am the dreamer and the dreamee. I therefore expect to control my own dreams. I'm not sure Ed was really listening but I won't go away till he does.

Only two late dreams last night but I expected that my walkout would tire me some.

6.30 AM
Found some dropped items on the floor around an escalator (finding things = DS) Someone losing things = DS) I somehow deduced that a woman with a baby had dropped them and I ascended the escalator with them. I somehow managed to get pissy with two guys who were trying to push through (emotion -anger =DS) Got to the woman and then couldn't find most of the things I had collected up (me losing things = DS)

Then the scene apparently changed to me standing on the roof of a house. I was close to falling off and the roof was treacherously wet and slippery and I felt anxious (emotion = DS) for my family?????

8.00 AM
I unfortunately turned over as soon as I awoke and I think I lost the front of this dream. I was on a train and I think I had to collect some clues as we travelled through the countryside.(looking for things = DS) I think I'd done the journey once, then repeated the journey...only. this time, the train apparently went beyond it's previous turning point and continued into countryside that was uniformly dark-brown and uninteresting

Ed clearly wasn't impressed by my "Head to Ed" so no breakthrough last night but I ain't giving up Ed I'll eventually be so aware that I'll be flying around without dreams so stick that in your Cerebellum and smoke it

I fell out of the sky and landed on some farmland. I could see a white fence off in the distance and a big colonial plantation home, and then what looked like guest homes off in the distance. It was night out and I noticed the house was lit up strangely, and when I got closer I realized there was no electricity, only candle light. A lady in the house came out, dressed up in an old 1800s style dress, and invited me inside. From the things she told me, I found out I'd fallen into the past and was on a southern plantation in the 1800s. I sat down and had tea with the ladies of the house, and they were interested in my stories of the future about cars and electricity, and one of the ladies had a crush on me and would follow me around. I wandered around the farmland looking for a way back to the present, but once I figured out how to get home, the lady who was crushing on me became irrationally angry and tried to force me to stay. I had to run to get away from her.

My dad invited me over to his house to pick up a bunch of my old toys and stuff from when I was a kid. I was weary at first, but I really wanted to get my old stuffed animals and things, so I decided to go get them and leave right away so I wouldn't have to deal with dad. When I got there, he showed me to a closet that was packed with all my old stuff, so I spent some time digging through and looking at my old things. I remember seeing my Lion King beanbags, a bunch of My Little Pony stuffed animals, and some teddy bears. Dad came over and demanded that I stay for dinner since I hadn't seen him in forever, and I was suspicious but I decided to because my car wouldn't start. When I was eating, he slipped some drugs in my food and I became tired and laid down on the couch, and I heard him say he unhooked my car's battery so I couldn't leave. He locked me in the guest room and wouldn't let me out, and all the food he gave me was laced with the sleepy drugs. I broke the door down and went onto the porch, and I saw him taking all the stuff out of my car and throwing it away, so I freaked out. He saw me out there and started heading back to the house with an angry look on his face, and I ran inside terrified and grabbed the phone, which was wooden and shaped like a stringed bow, and shut myself in the closet and called 911.

Non Dream
Dream
Lucid

I've written out the nighttime routine I created. I'm trying to set it in stone, so to speak.

1.Fall asleep trying to think about as little as possible.
2.Upon becoming lucid, make sure the dream is vivid. If it's not, make it vivid by rubbing hands, looking around and focusing on details while saying "stabilize". Try to remember to keep it vivid during the dream.
3.Upon waking, attempt to DEILD by making the ringing in the ears as loud as possible.
4.If DEILDing fails, stay still and mentally back track as far back as the dream could be remembered.
5.Write down the dream in as much detail as I can going forward. Assess whether to get a snack or drink.
6.Repeat 1-5 until it's time to get up.
7.Type dreams in online Dream journal.

I'll keep a dream count going for the entire month to see how well the routine works. It seems to work well for me. I'm going to try to write down all of my dreams this month. My goal for the month 75 dreams, 20 of them lucid.

Dream #1-I was walking through a suburban neighborhood towards a somewhat elaborate one story home. I walked through the backyard of their house, through a side door, and through a quaint kitchen to find my niece and nephew. I asked my nephew how his trip to Santa Cruz was. He seemed to enjoy it. My attention turned to the television in the living room. On it was what looked like a commercial for a baseball glove. It showed a second baseman making great plays would the glove. He described the glove as being a 12 (out of 10, I suppose). The end of the commercial turned to slapstick comedy as it showed the second baseman and the glove quickly growing proportionately. Then the player threw another player through a distant mountain. I found the stupidity of this amusing. I woke up.

Lucid #1-I was in my bed when I felt something brushing me. I tried to do a nose plug but I couldn't move my arm. "Obviously, I'm dreaming", I thought. Next thing I know, I'm flying in the night on the broom that was brushing me. I quickly found that I could fly higher if I brushed the broom downwards. I saw a pool complex that looked familiar somehow, but I decided I wanted to fly to the ocean. I flew a bit higher and looked from it. I conveniently found I was just about flying over it. I dove into the moon lit water. Immediately I could see dolphins swimming around as usual. My plan was to ride one and transform into it. Out of the corner of my eye a spotted one that looked like it was going to pass me. I reached out my right hand and grabbed it's dorsal fin as it passed by. I got onto it's back and hugged it to hold on. The feeling of it's silky skin was incredible. I started to lose the dream at this point but could still feel it's skin. I tried to hold on to the dream like I was holding onto the dolphin. All of a sudden, the dolphin started biting me, it didn't like being held. My dream logic told me maybe if I let the dolphin eat me, I'll transform into it. I let the dolphin bite my arm off. The next thing I know, I can't move my arms or legs. Completely spent, I wanted to wake up. The scene changed to me being in a Japanese arcade. I was taunting a couple of kids at a game, explaining to them I wanted to wake up. I woke up.

Dream #3-On a hilly open field next to an amusement park, there was an explosion which started a fire. Fire trucks rushed to the scene to put out the blaze. As I was watching this near the fence, a camel walked by. Since it was on higher ground than I was, I was a bit concerned it would poop on me. Next thing I remember, I was in the amusement park with a new backpack watching a mine train roller coaster. A boy asked me if I could guard row 8 for him. We then decided we would ride together. I woke up before we got the chance.

A nightmare from over the weekend:

I'm watching a TV show involving something supernatural, and the character in the show is looking at a TV screen with some monster/demon/spirit/etc on the other side of the screen, coming closer, intending to break through. It looks like a white-skinned (literal colorless white) woman with brilliantly red hair and this blazing sparking moving light where its eyes should be. I notice that I can see it not just on my TV but on all the reflective surfaces in the room, and I know it's really trying to break through into the real world. I try holding it back with various protective symbols and calling on various things (not Apollo, curiously, as that's been my go-to nightmare cure recently; possibly it's because this one's not on the theme of darkness like all the others were) but they're not very effective, I have the feeling it's only a matter of time. At the same time, the door at the far end of the hall is open - I came through it earlier - and through it I can see a woman laughing, different from the woman in the screen but I have the feeling they're related. Feeling like I don't have much time, I sprint across the hall, slam the door and lock it. The dream 'camera' zooms in on that image of the lock turning, and closely focuses on the feel of it - and then the scene isn't a nightmare anymore. The thing on the screen is gone, now it's showing the main character saying to his sister, "It's you and me, we're all we've got now."

At some point while I was watching the show (I can't remember whether it was before or after the nightmare part), I thought to myself that watching creepy things every week might impact your dreams.

(Woke up around 5:30, an hour after bed, with a high-pitched ringing in my ears that reminds me a little of TV static, so that was presumably the cause of this. Recall for the rest of the day was terrible.)

Tonight's dreams:

People living in tunnels who have to move due to some imminent danger.

I'm walking through this vast room, mostly filled with a pool of water, cranes are standing in it, and one of the people I'm with comments on the way one of the birds is holding its leg up out of the water, she says she bets it's pointing to something, we should investigate. I disagree, but investigate anyway just to prove the point. I float above the water, and pass various cranes pointing in different directions, meaningless. But at the far side of the room I meet a man, a traveler, who I start talking to and who decides to come with us; he's standing beside this curtained alcove, and through the white curtains I get a glimpse of this beautiful woman sitting on the stone floor in white robes, hair down to the floor, and at first I think she's wearing a mask, something representing the moon, and I think she must be a princess or a priestess. Then I realize that's not a mask, it's her face, beautiful and strange.

3rd person, that traveler and the man who I was in the previous scene are walking down a flight of stairs with a little boy running ahead of them. There's a festival, a sending on of spirits, which are these floating pale lights filling the room, sending them on involves covering them with cloth, and the boy reaches for one of them, but it's acting differently than the others. The traveler says that because this one had been killed, it would be wrong to send her on in that form. The light takes on the image of the little girl it had been, and starts talking to the little boy, calling him Koya, saying he's gotten older. He tells her he's not Koya, sounding frustrated, but one of the older men says quietly to him that she needs him to be the person she's waiting for.

I'm just gonna get right to the point, I'm gonna spend some time catching up and putting everything from my notebook dream journal (written with pen) onto this online one. So, yeah. And also, some of this might scare you. I got used to it and for that I payed the price.

Part one (I call this one the God complex):
I don't know how I got here, but I'm in some kind of jungle. It's night time and there's some scary noises I can hear. I start running to find some kind of shelter. I can't find a good place so stop where I'll be safe, so I just keep running. Eventually, I hear something move close by. I turn around and see something rustle in the bushes. I keep running. Eventually, the becomes daytime. I'm still running. I'm getting a bit of an adrenaline rush. There's that fear factor I can feel in my gut also. Eventually, I slow down, but I'm still scared for my life. I start thinking about the dream itself and wondering if it's a dream at all. Then, I get to thinking if it'll ever end. If I'll ever see my friends or family again. About middleschool, and highschool, and if I'll ever get back. I think about my friends, and about the times I've spent with them. I start running faster. That fear factor is playing up again. After a little while, it's night time again. Time to look for the shelter that I'll never find. I don't know what it is, but I can feel something watching, like its been there the whole time. I start seeing pairs of red, glowing eyes watching me. No matter how fast I run, they're still there. After a while, it's day time again. And it all happens over, and over, and over, and over. As it goes I miss my friends more, and more, and more, and more, and more until it's a goddamned knife in my back, like its pulling me down. Some time later, I see something. Something big and bright. I walk closer and eventually I see a body of water, the sun reflecting off of it. Just below the horizon are some docks, next to what looks like an oil rig at the center of the body of water. My heart skips a beat, and I'm grateful there's a sig of people. A couple minutes later, I see a few of my friends. I run up and hug them, tell them how fucked up everything was, and they just say "Hey Ian how ya doing?". I know something's wrong, but I don't wanna believe it. All I wanna believe is that it'll all end. Anyways, they pull up their raft, we all climb on, and start moving out to the oil rig. Once we get there, I'm stunned. There's all of my friends, my family, everyone. People from school that I didn't even know that well. It's like a party. There's music, there's dancing. A couple of girls even gave me their phone number. I don't care. I'm just glad to see all of them. To know they're there with me. A little while later, the sun starts setting. I'm leaning on a railing, looking at the horizon where there isn't any land ahead (if you imagine it like a cove, where to the north is the docks and a small village, to the west and south is the jungle, and to the east is a long river that opens up to an ocean). I'm trying to absorb everything. Let it all sink in. But then I notice something. To the east, where the cove opens up to an ocean, the water starts swaying. Eventually, I see a huge wave (gigantic. unbelievably enormous. like it's the end of the world). I start shouting, trying to get everyone to run, but they tell me I'm crazy. They tell me to just relax. And then, once the wave is an eighth of a mile away, they start evacuating, telling every one to go into the hole (you know, like a submarine hole, like a shelter room). They start telling everyone to get in there. (and this is where the endgame hits. the climax. where i know theres no god and if there were, he'd be not a god, but Lucifer himself). I climb into the shelter room. Everything inside looks like the inside of a submarine (metal walls, floor, spinney-wheel kind of door). Theres a few other people there. My parents, the girl I love (who just thinks I might have a crush on her), my best friend, etc. Then it hits. People are still screaming "what do we do?!" when it does. The blast shuts the metal door, and I start crying. Because the people outside didn't make it. But the door gets blown open and we all get sucked out. Eventually, the water level drops back down I get up. There's still puddles of water everywhere. And the bodies, too. Bodies everywhere. My friends, family everyone. A couple people are still alive, but exactly when I get there and touch them, and let them know I'm there, their skin turns soft and pale, and their bodies turn to sand and water. The bodies all turn to sand and water. I find my mom and dad. They're still breathing. I start crying. I know they're gonna leave soon, but I don't want them to go. I reach over and hug them tight, to let them know I'll always love them. Then they melt. To sand and water. They all melt down, everyone. Only when I touch them. The girl I love, my best friend, and its ALL MY FAULT. Then I wake up. This is how I know there's no fucking god. No fucking person that has the slightest bit of good in them would ever make me go through that. If they would, they deserve to burn in hell, the get their insides torn out. Dream or not, that's my scar, and it drove me insane. And everytime I think about it, about what I went through I start crying. I just wish it never happens again as a dream, and that it never happens for real.

I am in a parking lot filled with white rocks and there are many beautiful black cars sitting out. There are trees and grass dispersed into the background. Behind the cars, there is a huge white, aluminum building. I see a guy in a black suit and begin to talk to him. I say,” I am just waiting on my client to get here”. He says,” next time, just so you know, you don’t have to wait for them to get here. We will take care of everything.” I say thank you, and tell him I will remember that next time… I am in a car and she is in the car I was in. She drives out on the road and I follow her. She was not supposed to drive away. We get into some extreme traffic and I am in front of her. I say what does… say? And she replies …overboard…. And her car turns upside down and flies over the traffic… I see her land in the ocean, and then I see her car driving across thee water… I am back where I began… I am in a car and I am trying to drive to the track that is on the property… I ask a guy if I can drive on the track and he replies yes, but it’ll cost an arm if I ding it any… I drive toward the track, but am suddenly driving through my old back yard, entirely too fast. I smash into my garage and try to back up. In doing so I smash the rear of the car against my house. I zoom toward my fence… I am in a monologue, something about how I hit a bird and ate it for breakfast… I have opened the fence and there is a dead bird, next to some scrambled eggs. Someone across the street yells, “is the bird dead”. And I reply yes.

I'm tired. Like, Really really tired of what I'm doing, Staying up late at night ruining myself without rest. With that being said my title of this post is in reference to the Morphine song "The Saddest Song". And really, I do have a choice to not ruin myself here and I'll use it. I'm done - Let's not waste the rest time at night.

Dreams for tonight...


Last few:

> I was in a department store trying to escape a big fat, African-American guy (Who might have been over 350 pounds) and yet he kept up with me as I kept crawling over things and talked to me. Am I that tired?

> I was just outside the church - Sort of - And I did not go in exactly but was between the band practice room and where sermons are preached. I saw Chuck and Katie, Heard Katie and heard her laugh and when I saw Chuck go into the band practice room I was thinking if I would go in there I might just be like a fictional figure, Lyra Heartstrings the Unicorn - But in this case, The "Background Pony" One that was cursed to not be remembered by anyone.

> I think I then went into a place that was half McDonald's and half a grocery store. I saw through someone else's eyes and as I went through things to buy and eat, A man and his kids were at the counter returning something and the man was irate. Later his two sons (Who were under 12 years old) knocked me over and the father turned around and I said "They're just playing" and the father was not irate at it, And he said "See you around".

Then the dirt was about to hit the fan and be spread everywhere; I went back to the place where the entry/exit door was and it wasn't there, Another stand to buy stuff to eat was there, And there were these Star Wars Podracer things with knives attached to them which were going to come down on the floor and race all around. I went around and told people to get their feet off the floor or they'd be cut up and everyone did and only one person was hurt; My father, Who I (Whoever I was) Tried to help and keep off the floor. I at first was by a cylindrical column and a knife came up the pole and cut him! Then later whoever Father was turned into chicken and grease when I was above a grille (That wasn't a hot grille) and I said "I'm not married to people, I'm married to organs!" And then the thought was "I'm married to dirt" At the end prior to waking.

I need help, And to accept what will work.

Sometimes when I fall asleep I become aware of the in between sleep and not sleep stage, and I get stuck. Frozen it feels like... I actually feel like literally stuck in vibration between two worlds. The only thing is that it's painful. Almost seizure like pain... It makes my head feel like it's going to split in half and my eyes roll back, and I also loose the ability to breathe. I'm afraid! And my body has no control. And the longer it last the more pain I feel and I come out of it... But in some situations I'll be stuck in this paralysis. I've heard voices once, and in another situation also felt a beam of light shining down on me... Very weird.

So I do some research on this "sleep paralysis", never even heard of it, and apparently many people go through this... But it gets creepier... They say it's demonic possession and or they see shadow people and see an evil thing sitting on their chest suffocating them.... This all seems like a horrific drug trip. That you can't sober up from. Unless you wake up.... But the fucked up part of it all is that you are awake... Your body is just asleep. I have yet to meet anyone else who has gone through this... I almost told my doctor until I searched it online and now I know it has a name and similar stories... And it hasn't happened anytime recently... So... We will see if it returns. I'll keep you all posted.

Sweet dreams~

This was my first time actually being able to do a lucid dream on purpose. And it just so happened to be a nightmare that I've had before.

It was middle of the day I was sitting in a medow with a pond with my right foot in the clear water and suddenly the sun was setting and it started to get cooler I got up and was starting to walk away from the water when suddenly a dark shadow was looming over me. I didn't turn around, but the hair on my arms and back of my neck were standing on end and I started to run to the house. There was a large Weeping Willow and I nearly tripped over the root caught myself before I could trip and I ran into the back door...like literally ran into the back door before I was able to open it and slam it close. As soon as I slammed it shut whatever was chasing me slammed into the door. I ran up the stairs, ran down a long hallway and I could hear heavy footfalls on the stairs. I stopped at a small door opened it, and fell down a long dark tunnel and into dark blue water, I could only see a little past my chest but other than that the water was dark. I heard whatever it was that was chasing me make a horrible growling noise and I dove under the water and swam through another tunnel where I came up for air there was a table with a chest on it, a small night stand with an old school tv with the rabbit ears on it. I don't remember what was on the tv, but as soon as I got to the chest I woke up. Just like always. Does anyone know what this means I've been having this nightmare for the past year, the house is always the same as well as the tree, but everything else changes.

I had this dream last night that I honestly don't know what to make of. Lots of stuff happened, but this is the gist.

I was living in a live in school (it was not college because we lived in the class itself and learned whatever the teacher felt like teaching us) that was located in a town build onto the side of a mountain. I believe the town was called New York except it was not. We were doing stuff in class and I remember that I was sitting next to a girl that I used to sit next to in high school that I really don't like. We were looking at papers and she kept doing stuff that annoyed me. Then everyone got up and we walked around the class. People were eating and then I noticed that I had a lump in my throat and I had a feeling that it was a chunk of something caught in there. I started coughing, trying to bring it up and couldn't. A few people from class started offering advice as how to cough to bring it up and my coughing turned into hacking. After a minuet of that, I suddenly got the urge that I was going to throw up. I dropped suddenly on my hands and knees and coughed up a wad of paper and a small chunk of something. I looked closer at the paper and found that it was a fancy folded paper plane. I felt like that the girl I don't like had something to do with it, but then someone in class came in wearing a toga and everyone else wanted to follow suit. We all put on togas and agreed to wear them for the rest of the day. Some girls who weren't in the class came in and my friend and I started talking about how skanky they were because they would go out and find random guys to do it with. I started feeling self conscious because the girls were dressed slutty and it made me feel unattractive. Everyone suddenly wanted to go outside and walk around town so we all filed out the front door and I decided to watch one of the skank girls to see what she does. I noticed she started walking around all slow and absent mindedly, then a guy came up and asked her if she wanted to go somewhere. I suddenly had a need to feel prettier, so I started walking along the guard railing that kept people from falling off the mountain the way she had and soon enough a guy stopped me. He had a dark air about him and talked like someone who knew what to say to get people to do stuff. He asked if I wanted to go somewhere with him and I noticed that a few beefy guys started to slowly circle around. I suddenly felt very uneasy and wanted nothing to do with any of this, I mainly just wanted a boost in my self esteem. I asked if I could think about it and he told me I could, so I went back to the school. I was hanging around outside and the school janitor came up talking about how he knew a cop who did set ups. I asked if what the guy that stopped me was doing something illegal by asking random girls to go with him and he said yes. I asked if he could set up an arrest so he texted his cop friend and set it up. I went back to the guy after some time, and before I said anything I noticed the cop behind him making a gesture that said "Is this him." I nodded yes and they arrested him. I watched them taking him away and ignored all the insults he was throwing at me, then I went back to school. I was talking to my friend about how I might need to flee the country because being here made me feel unsafe seeing as I just got a sex peddler arrested when I got a text from the cops saying "oops he got out." I called them and asked what was going on and the guy was talking in circles and stammering, then I noticed one of the things he said sounded familiar so I asked "Is this him..." and he said "Of course this is me, who did you think it was??" I was working on convincing him that I just got scared when I noticed a pikachu smiling up at me, then I woke up.

I felt incredibly relieved that it was all a dream when I dozed back off and had a brief dream about him telling me he would find me, so I jerk woke myself up. I stayed awake after that.