nightmare

I had a few dreams last night but they werent long and I forgot them right away due too a lot of noise waking me. I did manage to have one long one though.


I found myself in the back of the truck of my parents, coming back from the grocery store, when I asked them if we could stop by a Walgreen for me to buy something. They agreed and dropped me off at the front. Once I headed inside I went towards the gaming aisle where I looked at a few games and picked one up (cant remember what game) and put it in my pocket. I also picked up a magazine and then walked back outside. I noticed that I mistakenly forgot to buy the items that I put in my pocket but since I was already outside I shrugged it off. When I got back in the car, I started to talk to my parents in spanish about what would happen if a zombie outbreak occurred. I proceeded to tell them that if it did happen I would make my way down to Miami so I can get a boat. Once I told them that, my step-dad laughed and said "A Boat huh?" and then I told him yeah but that they should instead head North out of Florida instead. I think my step-dad asked me if I wanted to see some zombies and I said okay because he went on to a dirt path all of a sudden and down the path I could see a horde of slow walking people heading our way. I suddenly became excited and pulled out a rifle from out of nowhere and began to shoot at them. One of the zombies came close to the truck and my step-dad said in spanish "I suppose you didnt lock the doors" and sure enough an ugly looking zombie lady opened the door and I quickly bashed her in the head with the rifle but it only made her furious so I then followed it up with a punch and she went flying backwards. Once I closed the doors we got out of there and proceeded to head down the road but the opposite direction of our house. My stepdad being stubborn as he is wanted to do a u-turn while driving the wrong way on a one-way street. I told him to just make a u-turn at the next intersection and my mom said "you know how he is". While still in the car I started to worry about the Zombies we just encountered and how relaxed my parents were about it. He finally made the turn but then we wanted to load the groceries on to the back of the truck so we pulled into somebodies drive way. I hid away the rifle, got out, and began to load the groceries but then my mom got out and told me I had to take out the black cover placed over the back first and then put in the bags. I did a frustrating tisk because I had to unclip a lot of buttons on the black cover but then I started to realize I shouldnt complain and be good to my parents. When all the groceries were loaded the owners of the house came out and we thanked them. They began to get in their cars and leave and we followed close behind. Once out I saw a huge crowd of people and cars standing still in the middle of an intersection, the dream became extremely clear and vivid at this point, so I got out with the rifle and began to investigate what was going on. I saw a bunch of people with a lot of fright and worry on their face and remember seeing a black girl with a gun as well. Down the street of a neighborhood I could see a blockade of military vehicles and then a bunch of soldiers moving out while the commander screamed "lets move, lets move"! A garbage truck was stationed right behind one of the military vehicles and at this point there was smoke coming through where the soldiers were running. Everything became really quite and all of a sudden zombies began climbing the truck and gunfire began spurring out. All the people went into a panic and I looked down the road towards my house to see if we can escape. I saw another barricade of military vehicles and I obtained a sense of hopelessness. I woke up shortly after due to another noise in the house.

This was a total waste of a Lucid Dream. I was Lucid for maybe 5 minutes and didn't do anything that I've wanted to do in my dreams; almost like I had completely forgotten what I wanted to do. Anyways...

So, the first thing I remember were my neighbors were making a movie with this really crappy DV camera. It's the cheap, vertical cameras where the screen pops out to either the left or right, and you hold it sort of like you would an item scanner at a retail store. Apparently, and also illogically, they had no experience in editing video, and I was supposed to do it for them. I watched them film the couple of scenes they needed, although I don't remember exactly what happened in the scenes or what they were about.
When they were done, I was about to start editing the clips together, since the short film was due for some festival in a few hours. I, for some reason, went into my bathroom to brush my teeth. As I brushed, I noticed my teeth ached, and when I took a look, there were cavities on my teeth, and some had even fallen out. I ran out, and my neighbor was obviously distraught, as I needed emergency dental work and their film was due in mere hours.
The dream skipped to me at a dentist's office. The dentist wore surgical scrubs and a mask, and he instantly began applying some sort of paste to my gums to numb them. After they turned a bit numb, I saw him get out the novacaine syringe and walk my way. This, I suppose, woke up the logic part of my brain.

I instantly stood up, looked at the dentist, and said something along the lines of "I need to check on something at work. I'll be back in a little bit." The dentist nodded, and without doing a reality check, I instantly said, "yeah, I'm dreaming."
I left the room, walked down the stairs, and was at some sort of college. The best way to describe it is a grand wooden fold-back staircase that led to a log-cabin cafeteria filled with students. Down the hall was a gift shop, and outside was a park. I decided to test out my "dream powers", and looked at the first dream character I saw. I, for reasons unknown, decided to blow them up. Sure enough, it worked, and I shrugged it off as just something that was sort of "cool". Then, I walked to the gift shop area and met up with this douchey kid who, until then I had not noticed, had been in previous dreams that night. He was apparently some sort of famous musician, but let's face it: he was a total douche. I started calling him out, and then I woke up. I actually woke up at 6:59, one minute before my alarm was set to go off.

This really bummed me out because I have so much I want to do, yet when I get opportunities like this, I completely waste them because for whatever reason, I'm not thinking properly.


Also, after work, I took an hour and a half long nap. I don't remember if I had any dreams while taking it, but I did wake up and sort of lay in bed and try to visualize a little bit. What followed was a super-illogical "dream" that was too abstract for me to even begin to comprehend (that, and I don't even want to share because it was that weird). I was well aware that I was in bed, and could feel my body laying there, but didn't have any logic whatsoever apparently.

Yet another pleasant nightmare from the deep depths of my clear soul.

It started off with me in my house. Some guys broke in. (Did I mention that its long but I have bad recall?). A couple days later, they broke in again. We were trying to recover from the first time, so there wasn't much to steal.

I was up in my room. Strangely enough, the only things that looked like my house, were the outside (with the exception of a few sheds), and my room, the rest looked like a beach house I go to every summer. Since I was up in my room, I was safe. For some reason they only messed up the kitchen.

A couple days later, I was talking to my neighbors (not Jerry this time), and then I heard some alarm. I could hear windows crashing. Everyone ran away to behind a wood pile to hide, there were some sheds there (that do NOT exist in waking life). I tried to run but I couldn't move fast at all (a tell-tale sign of one of my nightmares). So I slid down, I though one of them was coming after me, but they were apparently too involved in their kitchen-robbery. I came down into a shed with a smaller boy than me, about 10 or 12, and he had a baby-ish face. He talked to me about something, can't remember what, and then I closed my eyes, out of scared-ness.

This... is where it gets weird. I can't describe it all in this, its already long enough, but I'm starting a thread about what the heck happened. Anyways...

I was next to my parents’ house in my home town. It was late afternoon /early evening.
Someone or something was after me.
Somehow there were two Ninja turtles with me. There was a strange feeling.
Looked over a wall where there's a construction site with tall grass and noticed something disappearing between the grass.
Now I'm scared. I warn the turtles I just saw something.
I look again and saw big red eyes looking. I start running away and they come with me.
Then it appears running after us some kind of Lizard. I believe it was a mix of that Lizard from the Spider Man movie (Dr. Curtis "Curt" Connors) and Shredder from The Ninja Turtles cartoon.
We run to a nearby street where there were other Ninja Turtles and they all start to fight the lizard. There was between five and seven turtles. Not really sure.
At this point I'm just hiding.
Don't really know how, but the Lizard fights with a lot of swords. It starts to lose some swords to a point it has none left.
It comes after me then.
I end up killing it with a fatal blow in the Stomach with a reaaaaly wide sword.
As it dies there are some words that start to appear on the sword. I can't read them or I don't remember. Not really sure.

I had a ton of dreams last night, only they were all short.

This one took place after waking up from a short one, so I'd classify it as WBTB.

Length: ~5 min
Type: Lucid

Some guys rolled up in a truck, two of them had guns. I realized this was a dream after cowering behind a tree. I was torn, because I wanted to have a lucid dream, but I didn't want to get shot in it, so I did a RC to make sure. Then I jumped out and tried to imagine them catching on fire, it didn't work the way I planned, but at least something scared them off. Most likely me willing them to go away. Then I flew after their truck a little bit. It was amazing, zipping past the trees like that, floating above ground. Pure awesomes. After that I forget what happened. But those were the highlights.

PS: I'd just like to say the nose RC is the best. There's nothing more satisfying than breathing in through your fingers and realizing your in your own dream.

Edit: Oh! I almost forgot, the reason I was inclined to believe I was dreaming was because there was a girl who looked like my dream sign in the shotgun seat. Plus this whole thing of pulling up in a truck and ganging a teenager was sort of... weird.

I would like to state off the bat that this is incomplete. Yes it's long. But this isn't even half of the dream.. So there's a very likely chance I will come back and edit this post with more of the dream as I write it out! (Bold Italics are me just explaining things as I see em)

So many of them. They came from nowhere yet everywhere..

I was at home. My family on my mother’s side was visiting for some reason. Things were going well for the most part.

It just hit me that this was the second part of the dream. I will have to try to remember the first part better before writing about it..

There was a lot of nonsensical things going on that do not pertain to the dream, so I will be omitting these from this write up..

It all seemed to revolve around my bedroom for the most part. The closet, the walls, the window. They appeared from anywhere and everywhere.

There was so much happening at all times. There was a little boy who had a crush on my young cousin. Some of my friends were there for no reason. People on all levels of the house just meandering about talking and having a good time.. Then it started..

I was in my room, laying on my bed, talking to a friend who was sitting in the chair in the corner. To my right I saw a shimmer of movement. Before I knew it, there was a man with jet black hair, possibly about his mid forties, crawling in through my window. On his right arm he seemed to have a giant weapon. It almost looked as if the gun had taken the place of his entire forearm. He had goggles of some sort on, but one of the lenses was heavily tinted black, the other seemed as if it should’ve been clear, but was more of a silver colour, and I was unable to see his eyes through either lens. I didn’t know what to do, so I just sat there on my bed, frozen in fear. There was a man in my room, with a giant ass gun for an arm, pointing right at me... I sat.. And I stared... And he just stood there, smiling.. A sick, contorted smile. That grin of surprisingly white teeth sent a horrible chill up and down my body, and my brain was tingling with reactions I should have had immediately, but the signals never seemed to make it to the rest of my body.. Jump off the bed and run for your life! my brain screamed. What are you doing, why aren’t you moving! You’re going to die if you don’t do something soon! I scrambled off the bed and ran.. I ran right into another house that I haven’t been in in a long time..

Let me explain this quickly.. I don’t have recurring dreams or nightmares anymore. But I do have many recurring places. The dreams are never the same, but the settings in some dreams/nightmares like to come back with moderate frequency. The more I write these out, the more this will become evident.

This place was so familiar. My brain scrambled to try to recognize where I was. A part of me knew this place, knew it so well. I’ve been here before, many times.. But when? And why? My poor brain was so involved in the dream, I quickly lost my focus of the house, and remembered the man with the black hair and gun were going to be showing up at any time.. Then I realized, he hadn’t. Where was he? Did I manage to lose him that fast? I couldn’t even remember how I got to this place other than running through the threshold of my bedroom door.

I quickly shook the thoughts. I stood there staring at a small set of carpeted stairs that led down to two red doors. That’s when he showed up. Not the man with the gun and goggles. This man was far worse as far as appearances went.

There was a bang.. Then a crash. Before I knew what to say or what to do, I found myself once again paralyzed with fear of what was coming up and through one of these doors. My feet were like cement blocks, keeping me from running. My eyes glued to these doors. The door on the left flew open, and another man thundered up the last step, slowly turning his head to face me, but not his body. Thinking back on it, it almost felt like he knew he didn’t need to turn to face me. He knew what I was doing and thinking. It was a dream after all, and dream people are of your own creation, so of course they know what you’re thinking, it’s your own brain! This man was larger than the first man. Not by much, and he wasn’t taller at all. If anything, the black haired man was taller, but less muscular. This one, if you can even call it a man, was bald, with grotesque skin. His eyes were small and grey, yet somehow black with death. He had a massive drill on his arm. Similar to the first man who had a gun for an arm, but this was a giant drill instead. He slouched a lot, which would account for him appearing shorter than the rest, but he too had a contorted, disgusting grin. His teeth yellowed and thick, too short to touch the lower jaw teeth when he grinned. He had small ears, and some sort of markings on his skull that I couldn’t see well, and could have possibly been scars. His nose was short and wide, his nostrils seeming to be flared out, smelling the air around him. He wore boots that covered his very large feet. His arms were massive with bulging muscles, and his legs were by no means any smaller in muscle mass from the rest of his body, his shorts frayed and worn, greyed with time.

After what felt like an eternity of looking at this thing, I felt a flinch in my body, and I ran. I could feel the ground shake as he laughed a deep, guttural laugh that I could feel surround my body, making me tense up as I ran. The ground shook heavily as he thundered after me, the drill swinging at his side with each stride. I knew I couldn’t outrun these things. But I felt I had a good chance if I took sharp turns, jumped out windows, or just flat out hid in places I thought they wouldn’t be able to reach due to their massive size.

I will continue this when I have some more time to sit and write..

In all my recent dreams I am always so nice to people and they are nice to me. They are all pleasant dreams, the unpleasant ones are fortunately rare for me and I haven't had a nightmare since I was a child. But this night I was confronted with one of my recurring childhood nightmares, where I am in the role of a Jew during world war two in Germany, and I am always haunted by Nazis and the holocaust.

Three fragments followed by two dreams:

• I'm on my way from my grandmother's house to my mother's with 3 other guys. I go down through the garden into the valley. It's raining and I'm the only one with an umbrella, too bad for the others I think and enjoy my dry place beneath it.
  
  I want to cook some nice food when we arrive at my mother's apartment, so I ponder my appetites and imagine what would be nice to eat. Then, when we cross the small wooden bridge across the small river, there are three nice chicken filet frying on the right side. They have the same size as a human and look delicious and well spiced.
  
  Don't know who I was with. The environment was the real and well known environment between my grandmother's house and my mother's apartment. Had some chicken the previous day.
  
  
• I am in a courtyard of a big farmers house, there are many people. I have a really big bar of chocolate and I should share it with the others. Sharing is fine I think and I give half of the chocolate bar for sharing, while I selfishly enjoy the other delicious half myself.
  
  Sharing 50% is enough. Who can say no to chocolate.
  
  
• I am at a big harbor with much traffic on the water, many big passenger ships. I am on a big platform with many people, some are just walking, some are enjoying the view across the harbor, standing at a railing.
  
  I spot a young man who stands there with no shirt, so I ask him "aren't you cold? It's so windy", he says "it's all cool" and smiles.
  
  Then I see another guy, who looks just like one of my friends from behind and I tap him on the shoulder and hug him. Suddenly I realize that he is a stranger and not my friend. I apologize and feel sad, because I was happy to see my friend. The stranger is a bit confused, but takes it with a smile.
  
  Dunno...
  
  
• I'm in the city with two of my friends, there are big streets, much traffic and many traffic lights. As we intend to cross a street, the traffic light switches from green to yellow, but I think "no big deal, I can easily make it, I'm not gonna die from this!", so I keep going, while my friends stand still. I almost get hit by a car coming from the right, the brakes make a loud noise and scare me. There is a police station in front of me.
  
  Now I am about 50 m ahead of the two and as I turn around to look after them, they scream and yell at one driver. The car stops and the driver yells back, but that only gets the whole trouble started: The window of the passenger seat opens and a young Nazi with a handgun begins shooting at my friends, one of them has also a gun and begins shooting back. I hear some bullets hitting the car, I am really frightened now. The window from the backseat opens as well and another young Nazi begins shooting in all directions, including mine, with an assault rifle. I panic and run behind the nearest buildings. The Nazi gang leaves the car and begins hunting their 'usual group of targets', while they scream hateful Nazi phrases.
  
  I run across a big soccer field, where people are playing soccer and soft ball. They must not have realized the trouble, I calm myself with the fact that I saw a police station nearby. The field is big and I run as fast as I can, still frightened.
  
  I come to a house with 6 apartments, there are names on the doorbells and on one there is "[My name], the Jew sitter", so it must be my apartment I think. But the house scares me, there are all these hateful phrases on the walls, and the fact that I am labeled "Jew sitter", while there is a Nazi gang on the way freaks me out.
  
  So I hide behind the building on a small hill with an old and rotten train track. I calm down a bit. I see some homeless people and some junkies chilling on the train track a little further ahead. Then there is this ringing sound that comes when the railroad barriers are closing.
  
  When I woke up, I realized that the ringing sound was my phone moaning for power and I somehow incorporated that into the dream. The Nazi nightmares were haunting me when I was a child and had learned about all the cruelties from the holocaust. I guess back then I was so overwhelmed with how cruel humans could possibly be (and obviously I still am. I grew up in Germany, don't know if that's relevant, though).
  
  So here was an unscheduled WBTB, where I did some MILD exercises and imagined how the dream would be when I had been lucid. Also, I realized that I did not have the capacity to RC, when I saw the train track, which is one of my recurring dream signs. Maybe I should make Nazis to my dream sign, because they are fortunately only present in my dreams nowadays. Spotting them right away in the dream will give me the opportunity for a nice revenge
  
  
• I'm at a party at my university. Everyone is happy and the party is fun, I smoke a Joint with two of my friends, they get really high. Later they want to go outside, but I rather stay inside.
  
  I try to use a cash machine, but it refuses to give me any cash, because my card is broken. I meet a bald black guy who is waiting in the line to the cash machine and I start talking to him. He is very nice and we have fun together, so we decide to chill in the room next door. There is a table with big soft couches around it and there are some hot girls sitting there. As we sit down, the girls are gone and I wonder what I did wrong, but it doesn't affect our mood. The black guy shares his cigarette with me, it looks like a joint but he assures it is a cigarette.
  
  I go down a narrow staircase to the toilets after promising the black guy that I'll be back soon. I then find myself in a library with many people working and reading in small booths, it is big and confusing and I admit to myself that I have lost track of where I am. I somehow manage to get outside and try to get back to the party. There is a small field with a police car and I walk across the field towards the building. I meet one of my friends with whom I have smoked earlier that night. Strange thing is there are two of him. So I say "Hi [name of friend]" two times, once to each of them. I wonder why there are two times the same person and then I wake up.
  
  Confusing dream, but somehow cool and very vivid. I like WBTB, should do it more often, I think it is a nice tool for dreams in general. I have always had the impression that a small waking phase in the end of the sleep cycle improves dream vividness, even before learning about WBTB and LDing.

I was at school, but it looked nothing like my school in real life. So it started off where I was walking to PE class. For each class you check in with a student volunteer who does the attendance. I checked in and he said "You're tardy" and I reply "No, I'm not!"
He told me that I would probably loose my electives and school days would become super boring. I was confused with that and didn't really believe him. I walked onto my next class which was computers. It was a weird class because it was in a courtyard outside. The teacher who stood outside looked like a llama, and it was even more funny because some random kid sitting next to her was wearing a llama costume. "You're gonna loose your electives" the teacher said. I got really pissed off and just said "You might as well put that costume on because it would fit you perfectly." and walked into class.
I was excited for lunch to come to I could see my best friend, Jayden, and hopefully she'd cheer me up. But the dream turned really scary after that and I never got to see her at lunch.

Taking a break from the SSILD challenge (mainly because I fell asleep last night before I could do the cycles, but I still had a LD) to share this amazingly terrifying yet still pretty awesome lucid nightmare I had last night. Probably one of the most memorable dreams I've had in years.

The dream started with kind of a commercial for Home Depot talking about all of the services they offer, like free delivery and haul-away, and "the knowledge and expertise to get things done" (not sure if that was actually there, but I know that's on the real commercial...). The final scene of the commercial showed the parking lot of Home Depot. In a very cinematic transition, the logo, phone number, and other info at the end of the commercial faded out as I walked towards the store. I was heading there to get my dad something for his birthday. The store wasn't like a normal Home Depot where everything was inside. Instead, all the products were outside under different tents that said "Hardware" and "Plumbing" and all the different departments at Home Depot. I went over to the hardware tent to find something that my dad would like.

I walked through a few aisles until I finally got to the back of the tent where I saw my mom and dad also browsing. "Great," I thought, "now my dad will see what I'm getting for him." I went up and talked to them, and we talked as we walked down another aisle or two. I then realized that the two of them were handcuffed together. "What are the handcuffs for?" I asked. Neither of them answered my question, but instead they walked away like they didn't even hear it. As I looked around, I realized that all of the couples were handcuffed together. I didn't understand what this was for, but it didn't seem to be right (or legal), so I decided to investigate.

I snuck in through a large sliding overhead door into the employees only area. Inside was this big room with several cargo storage containers in a row towards this larger part of the room that extended out like a very large warehouse. I decided to get on top of the containers so I could get a better idea of where I was. I got on top of the first one, and then ran from one to the next towards the large room. After about 7 or 8 of these containers, I heard this robotic male voice say something like "Crushers Initiated." I saw in front of me a large spiked crusher flattening each cargo container. I assumed that the cargo containers would be moving towards the crusher at a slow pace, which would give me plenty of time before I had to get off. Then I saw a second crusher crush the next container, and soon more and more crushers worked their way towards me, quickly picking up speed. I turned around and ran as fast as I could from one container to the next trying to outrun the crushers. I jumped off the last one just in time and fell onto a large conveyer belt. I heard the robotic voice say "You're not getting away that easily." I then saw a crusher at the end of the conveyer belt, and I was rapidly speeding towards it. I quickly rolled off the side of the belt before I got crushed. There was then a flashing red light and a siren. I expected people to come after me, so I ran in the first door I could find to get away.

Little did I know that I had just set foot in an elevator. I turned to try to go back out, but the door had closed and locked. I was in this small room, when suddenly the wall opposite the door turned into a large screen. The robotic voice seemed to have a sarcastic, biting tone to it (kind of like a male GladOS) as it said, "I hope you feel proud of yourself. Because of your negligence, 26 people have died." The number 26 appeared in big red numbers on the screen. "Now comes the fun part," the voice continued. "I'm going to ask you simple yes or no questions. Answer any of them right, and I let you go. My sensors can also read your fear, which will cost you dearly." I felt my blood pressure rise, and there was suddenly a buzzer as the elevator car quickly dropped. After a while it stopped, and the voice said. "We're now 10 floors down. I'd advise you to keep your cool, as there are only 100 floors." The first question came on the screen. I don't even think I got a chance to look at the question before the ceiling started to close in above me. I then heard the buzzer again as the car dropped again. This time it took me much longer to get under control as the ceiling continued to come down. I was pretty much on all fours before I pressed my answer on the screen.

The ceiling stopped. The elevator screeched to a halt. "I did it," I thought. The voice then started to laugh. "That is so incredibly wrong," it said. The entire screen went red. "And now, due to your ignorance, 64 people have died. I hope you're happy, you incompetent fool." The buzzer sounded and the car started dropping again. "He's playing with me," I thought, "This can't be happening." I had a whole psychological battle with myself for about 15 seconds as the car continued to descend. "I have to get out." I decided to try to wake myself up by blinking really hard and willing my eyes open. Then I realized, "Wait, if I'm lucid enough to know I can wake up, then I'm lucid enough to control this dream."

"Wait, what?" the voice said. I felt this surge of power go through me. I was the one in control now. With heroic strength I pushed the ceiling back up. "Stop, what are you doing?" I reared back with all the power I could muster and punched through the door of the elevator. The doors flew back as sparks flew. I ran into the hallway, where there were now flashing red lights and a loud siren. I ran down the halls (which looked kind of like the halls of the Death Star) towards any exit I could find. The computer wasn't giving up without a fight, though. Two turrets suddenly came out of the walls and started shooting at me. I watched as the bullets bounced off of me. I was invincible, and there wasn't anything that could stop me. I took out all of my anger and rage against this demon computer as I punched the turrets so hard that they sailed down the hallway and exploded. I ran further until these two electrical nodes came out of the walls and shot electricity at me. This time it didn't so much hurt as somewhat paralyze me. I fought against the paralysis enough to punch the wall next to me. I hit so hard, all of the electricity in the entire hall started to falter. The lights kind of flickered as I ran down the rest of the hallway.

I finally got back to the room I started in with the crushers and cargo containers. As I ran towards the open overhead door, I heard the voice say, "Lockdown in 3, 2, 1..." The door quickly closed just before I could get under it. I punched one last time, knocking the door off of its tracks and leaving me enough of a hole to escape. I continued to run, not stopping for a second to look back. The tents that were outside were gone - it was now just an empty lot. I ran for the far end of the parking lot, which had a hill that led up to the highway. The "adrenaline" started to wear off. I started to feel less rage and need to trash everything and more calm and happy that I escaped. I ran towards the hill and saw these rusty metal rungs leading up the hill. I climbed these until I got to the top of the hill, and then the scene went white and I woke up.

So yeah, that's probably the first time I've had a nightmare have a happy ending. It also seemed to end almost perfectly too, with a great sense of closure. I should write a book...

Sorry if it's a bit much to read, this is my first DJ

When I woke up from this dream I couldn't remember it at first, I knew it was one of the greater dreams I had in a while but It just couldn't come to mind. After sitting for a minute thinking hard telling myself to remember it, I eventually did.

I was in some kind of zoo. The entire place was like a giant boardwalk/forest kind of thing with huge trees. People could stay in tree house type rooms and live there or at least stay overnight from what I could tell. Somehow I wandered off down the boardwalk and walked through a random door thinking it was someone's home. It was completely dark and as I walked to the center of the poorly lit room I heard a growl and then a huge roar. Apparently it was a huge Lion pen and the one in it jumped at me (the walls of the enclosures are giant trees but there was also two small trees in the center of this one) for a short time I was just yelling running in and out of the trees in the center or the room to avoid the lion because it was blocking the door. It moved out of the way and I finally ran out but sadly the door got bigger and the lion was able to run out after me. I turned a corner and up some wooden stairs (I think this was the entrance to one of the tree houses you could stay in) but I tripped and turned around and the lion was jumping at me over and over trying to bite me growling and snarling at me but somehow something invisible was blocking it an inch from my face and all I could do was yell at the top of my lungs.

Suddenly I felt weird and to what I'm guessing happened was a false awakening but instead I was awoken by my parents telling me I had a nightmare and that I was yelling. When I sat up I was actually in one of the tree house rooms. The dream skipped a bit but I was till in this tree house (In it was my Girlfriend, some random boy I hated the minute I saw his face even thought of course I can't remember it, my parents and from what I could tell the boys dad. My girlfriend was ignoring me from some reason, the boy as well) Automatically I knew the boy was supposed to be doing something off by himself but when I walked into what was my room in this tree house it was trashed with clothes and him and my girlfriend were laying there watching TV. For some reason all I could do was throw myself down and say "This isn't right" so I left to go ask my mom why the boy was there and all she told me was he wasn't supposed to be in my room, he was supposed to be somewhere else but the dream skipped again.

This time I was on a dock (Still in this tree house/zoo forest type world. The tree houses and animal enclosures were off to the center of the area but it was like a giant island surrounded by a big clear water river and on the other side was jungles and mountains) I was looking at this little cottage on the dock with my friend Brianna and somehow even thought it had no windows or doors it was filled to the top with absolutely clear water. I was walking in and out of it quickly, it slowed you down when you walked in but when you walked out you were dry. I thought the water was pretty neat so without control or thinking I jumped backwards off the dock into the water head first without taking a breath. It wasn't such a great idea when I realized this time I couldn't breath and Brianna was yelling my name from the dock. (For some reason even thought I couldn't breath I refused to move or swim up to catch my breath) Brianna dived in a grabbed my arm to pull me up and all I could say was a simple thank you. I then woke up and the dream was over.

Standing in my room looking out of my window on the road across the field. It's dark and it's snowing heavily. I see front lights paving the way for a bus. I know that there will be two girls, one of which I knew a long time ago and the other her friend, getting out of that bus to come hang out with me. I wonder why the bus doesn't stop by the red house at the road going down the hill to my driveway, and instead just keeps driving out of sight. A few seconds later, I see it reversing back up to the red house and the two girls get off. I watch the two from my window as I get more and more anxious. I turn the light out in my room so they won't see me spying, but I am quickly distracted by my bedroom being a mess. In panic I clear as much of the mess I can in a hurry and notice I'm wearing old unacceptable clothes. I try to be calm trying to find proper clothes to put on as my mother calls from the bottom of the stairs "Mikkel I think you have guests", while on the inside I'm spiraling down into a pool of awkward anxiety, almost at the edge of having an anxiety attack.

When I get down in the living room, a long table has been set up and the two girls are sitting by the end. I reach out to give the brunette - the one I knew once - a hug, when she had awkwardly reached out her hand for a handshake. "Oh well okay" she says and laughs. I sense she's just as awkward and confused as I am, while her friend just seems kind of sulky. I sit down facing the brunette, our eyes catch and I wake up.

I was in the middle of a field which had random fires and holes missing from it. I was with some random people, everyone was panicking because we was about to get bombed by an air raid. To survive the air raid we had to go into sleeping bags and lay still, my sleeping bag was filled with water. I don't recall the actual air planes but they must of spread napalm everywhere because I could feel intense heat, that's when i realized what the water was for... to cool me down. The sleeping bag was black possibly dark blue but the inside was a light blue. After it was all over and I emerged from my sleeping bag I was in my old primary school classroom, the one when I was in year 6, exactly how I remember it. I awoke straight after this, it was quite frightening and I found myself in a bit of a panic until I realized it was only a dream.

I was in a Russian military boot camp. Everyone had semi automatic rifles, but was firing at an fully automatic style. I used all of my grenades and went to resupply, The dream turned into a nightmare and when i left the resupply room the entire camp was destroyed like a tornado hit. I turned around and saw the supply room become a monster's face. It flew out and the body was in the shape of a pillow. Me and another man ran out to the street and asked for help, "What are we doing?" I asked, "I'll tell you, you're breaking rule 12" a man said. "You can't do anything because I'm IN A NIGHTMARE!" I shouted. I became lucid and lifted the man up with the force and threw him into a house. i then woke up.

I dreamed that outside my room which is on the first floor, everything was dark, and you had a strong feeling of something watching you, almost like ghosts creeping around the hallway with malicious intents. There were people with me, but I don't remember who, and I don't remember our conversations. I walk down the stairs and come to the floor below. The feeling of being watched is stronger and grows more toward the feeling of being chased. The air gets more dense, the light in this hallway is slightly more of a red tone instead of the nightly dark blue tone. I start seeing corpses and carcasses, bloody rib-cages ripped open with the limbs torn off, lying around. A guy I'm with says we shouldn't go deeper. We go deeper anyways, down the next flight of stairs. As we go deeper, the place becomes more horrifying. More violent carcasses, red hellish lighting, and you can almost see and feel the malicious spirits move around in the air, gazing at us. We start hearing the screams of people getting murdered. Bones and carcasses still lay scattered around, like some messy slaughterhouse dealing with humans, except the place looked more and more like a cavern and was too dark to see far. A guy I'm with says: "We should stop here. If we go any further, the ones with four eyes will appear, and any further than that, they will tear our limbs off." I'm curious what those four-eyed things would be, so I want to keep going, before I come to the sudden realization that the corpses, carcasses and bodyparts weren't just brought here for decoration; something might do that to us. "Alright let's get out of here." I say, and we rush up the staircases, panicking more and more until we get back into my room and close the door.

I figured I may as well start my journal now. I'll post what I've recorded in my physical journal so far:

6/22/13
My first dream journal entry! I hope this works...!
I finally had a dream about my love, [name withheld]. Unfortunately, nothing good happened, to say the least. If I recall correctly, she basically told me to stay away from her. I kept following her around, though, listening to her conversations. The weird part was when they [she and her friends] were talking about how women are superior to men. I don't remember whether this was the whole time. I think this was caused by two real-life experiences: I tried staring at [name withheld]'s picture so that I would dream about it [her]; that seems to have finally worked. As for their feminazi conversation, I believe that was caused by me watching that Miller 64 ad where the women beat the men at volleyball. This was my brain discussing with itself. I hope more and better dreams involving [name withheld] will come soon!

6/23/13 [This was probably actually recorded on the 24th. I have a rather piss-poor sense of time.]
Second dream! It took place at school again forgot to mention that before. I missed the bus leaving. Missing buses, now that I think about it, is a recurring theme in my dreams. [Name withheld] was there again, so I think my efforts to make this happen are working. Only time will tell! (PS - My friends and I were heroes of some sort. The Elder Scrolls was involved in some way. I think people were coming after us in the end, though.)

[same day]
Third dream. This one was horrible. It partly took place at school (I've noticed it's rarely my current school in dreams). The bad part was when my mother told me that my baby brother, [name withheld], was dead [she said he was hit by a car]. You can imagine my relief when I woke up. [As a side note, I was a bit anxious afterward. I've heard of several people who dream of their relatives dying, then awakening to find out that it was not just a dream.]