non-lucid

fragment:
I remember only some parts of this dream, and it's kind of blurry. I was playing a medieval version of Assassin's Creed - I was a Knight-Assassin that would run around, solve puzzles and gain new powers in a castle-city. I thought the best part was the sword fighting, I had inhuman ability to jump around and create a flurry of slashes. I eventually woke up from having too much fun.

dream:
I maintained lucidity as I went back to sleep, but I wouldn't exactly call it a WILD, I didn't do all of those fancy steps to stay aware I just kind of did it. I started out Lucid and back in the medieval castle-city. I thought for a minute about what I should do when a DC-dreamer came up and started talking to me. He was, in the dream, a DC that was supposed to be my old best-friend's dad, but he wasn't all scary like in my dream from last night. He was also not a DC in the dream, he was a dreamer. I asked him what he was doing in my dream and he told me that he just wanted to hang out, after waiting a couple minutes, my old best-friend (his son) came to join us. We went and played a little bit of the medieval Assassin's Creed until we got tired. So I picked up my cat and decided I was going to walk up to a hillside bar that was overlooking the ocean to have a drink. We decided that we would meet there, so I took my cat and on the way there, tried to run through a wall but failed miserably and just bounced off and fell down. Was pretty much what you would expect to see in the waking world if a person tried to run through a wall. The cat didn't like that so he jumped out of my arms and ran away.

I then met my DC-girlfriend on the way there and we strolled and talked. When we got to the bar we saw a young Elizabeth Taylor, sitting at a table outside, in her full costume from the movie Cleopatra. We sat down at a table nearby and I drank a tall glass of whiskey. It tasted like delicious candy and I got a little tipsy. My two dreamer friends made it there and they had brought a couple more dreamers, but these guys were hardcore, devout religious guys. They all started drinking and getting drunk. I looked over at Elizabeth Taylor, still sitting there, and decided to change her into the Queen of England, another Elizabeth. My DC-gf thought that was pretty funny for some reason, so I changed the Queen of England again into Anne Hathaway and turned my DC-gf into Elizabeth Taylor. At this point, one of the religious dreamers got really upset that they were drinking, he said, "I don't care if this is a dream, we shouldn't be drinking! Look at all of you, getting trashed, this is shameful!"

I told him to relax and that it was only a dream, but his face turned red as a cherry and he proceeded to yell at the other dreamers. I ignored him and flirted/made jokes with my new gf, Elizabeth Taylor. The religious dreamers left and the remaining four of us decided to go up to a club that I called the 4400 club. It was at the top of a highrise. A DC opened a door to the place and they all walked in, and he took out an enormous 80's cell phone to call the police and tell them we were trespassing, so I took his phone and smashed it. He took out another phone that was much newer, I smashed that one too. Helpless, he sighed and walked away. I went up to the club, trying to catch up to the other four. When I got there, a big band from the 1920s was playing music. People were dancing, having drinks, and just having a good time in general. I noticed a room at the edge of the building that was very quiet and serious. I thought that looked interesting so I went in there and these guys were having a telekinesis competition. They were each trying to push a piece of paper off the opposing side of the table with their minds. These guys were very serious about the competition of this game, they would all cheer when somebody won. I decided to play and I shot the piece of paper off a little too quickly, it went flying through the window and out into the ocean. Then an old friend from high school started talking to me and I punched him in the face, but in the dream it was more like an amiable punch to the face, this was a dream after all. Then I woke up

I went to bed late - woke up only 2 h later - and had no recall - didn´t try very hard.
Seven hours after falling asleep - I did my WBTB.
Reading through my workbooks - I found out, that the successful tries were all rather late - misleading, that I had put alarms earlier - but did the actual attempts later.
Good that I kept book with this.

I remember two dreams from before, one older fragment - and the dream, that made me lucid.
Again I had given up on WILD - with RC this time - not a FA - rolled over and fell asleep.

That dream was again situated at my old school - but I was grown up - like my friends - and we were organizing an exhibition of what we were doing now - it later changed into mainly an art/handicraft/invention show.
I was going outside on the school yard - and noticed, that I was naked - two attractive young beaus close - after a short shame reaction and flight reflex - I suddenly realized that noo way I would be naked there!!

Copy-Paste from TOTM:

Originally Posted by StephL

Soo happy - 7 days nothing - and now I even managed a task!
Also the "harder" basic one.



Bit weird - I had be-mantra-ed and visualized and so on - my most frequent dream-signs in the day - and also put intent on all but that task.
What made me lucid, was ironically one of my dream-signs, which I hadn´t worked on: being naked in public.
I thought - noo way would I be naked here - bam!

Was obvious - needed no RCing - buut: I did the hand-looking again - and first I thought - wow - they are perfect from the get-go - no need for staring them sharp - but when I counted fingers - I had one more on the right hand!
Now I´m not sure, if it was because I expected it or not - but it was an interesting sight.

And then - an attractive guy, who was standing there with a friend - came up to me - hugged me, lifted me and started swirling me around.
That´s when I closed my eyes - spontaneously - and remembered the task - and kept them closed and counted.
All the while being hugged and swirled, which felt wonderful.
And when I opened them - he put me down - and there was still the dream - so I guess it counts - even if I woke up maybe only some seconds afterwards..?
This eye-closing can be great, if you have something to feel!!


Soo happy, it started working again!!

Earlier Dream 1:

Again a journey with a bus (not that I would have ever done a lot of these - in school/in my youth latest).
Me and a group of maybe ten more people were staying at hotel, which was almost empty - and had for some reason two staircases next to each other - some weird spatial relations - can´t really it picture any more - only a bit.
We had been staying there - but in far apart rooms - and most of these rooms didn´t even have furniture besides a mattress and some junk - but there was a breakfast room, where we met up - all a bit over plush and baroque-style there - lots of velvet and diamond-knurling (looked it up..).
When the bus was about to depart - I had to use the toilet super-urgently - and hunted through this building for a facility. Finally decided on an unorthodox one - and got caught of course.
But I managed to keep her from telling somebody else and making stress.
Then of course - the bus was gone - but I found it after some back and forth around the corner.
And we departed - home actually it was to.

Earlier Dream 2:

I had to lead a discussion and brainstorming group - and nobody wanted to contribute - and it was not on me, to do it myself.
So I thought, how I could lure them out.
I tried to plant some ideas, but making them think, they would be theirs - and be in the mood to follow them.
This worked quite nicely - until one woman stood up and kicked up a general fuss - accusing me of this - and making it sound as if I would brain-wash people.
But then she got going, and came up with tons of ideas of the sort, that was useful.
The others only looked on - and me and her ended up in agreement.
So sad, I forgot, what it was about.

Earlier Fragment:

Doing removals again - this time not from free choice and after my will - but I had to.
Needing to find a new job.
It was stress and I felt, it was my fault how it came to pass.

Chemicals at work
I'm at work, walking into a room filled with people and chairs around long tables. Most of the chairs are already full. I sit down at the end of a row in an empty seat by MK. He'd had his jacket on the back of the chair, but he moves it to his own when I sit. The conversation sis already going about whether we can do a better job of creating test plans than QA can, but at some point it turns to whether we can make the product better by ditching the current framework and doing it from scratch. I have my doubts about both, but there are a lot of people excited about the idea. Someone is standing up, holding a diagram he's drawn, showing how great this will be. Someone is standing behind a podium at the front of the room, though I don't think he participates in the discussion or leads in any way.

Now I'm in a hallway somewhere in the building. There are a couple of doors near each other, both with glass windows to look inside and card readers to control access. Now I'm in the room on the left. It's full of dangerous chemical experiments or processes or something, so I leave quickly. Now I'm in the room on the right, and I see that it wraps around behind the other room. Going to the back, I see more equipment for working with chemicals, like emergency showers, but nothing seems dangerous. I see a door into the chemical room and assume that this is the less secure side and I would need to card my way through; then I notice that I can see a card reader on the other side of the door, and this side has only a speaker and a button. It looks like someone on the other side needs to use an intercom to talk to someone on this side to be buzzed through, which I think is very strange.


New character
I'm creating a new character in an action RPG, and I have lots of options available to me. One is an option whether he'll get access to special abilities or whether he'll have more intrinsic armor. One of the other pre-baked characters in my party uses the second option. After considering it for a moment, I decide that will make the game easier, since it'll reduce complexity and give me more skill points to allocate elsewhere, so I choose it and move on. During the first battle, I decide that was silly; I always like having the most options, and who knows when those abilities will be useful? I can't change my mind now, so I have to delete this character and start over. On the "Are you sure?" dialog, I see that my character is named Nazrax. My wife comes in and I have to stop for now.


Gardening
I'm outside working in a very large garden. Other people are out here, each of us working in our own sections. I seem to have more authority, as I'm walking around, checking on things, and moving things around. I particularly check up on a gardener near the wall of a building.


Riding instructor
I'm at the place where my daughter gets her riding lessons. I look into the paddock and see her instructor riding around on a GIANT horse. In-dream, I think it's the size of four horses. It has five pairs of legs, is very wide, and is about twice as tall as a normal horse. The instructor is riding in counterclockwise circles around the paddock. When he comes to a corner and turns, the horse somehow pivots around the rear set of legs. As he's going along the far side from me, he passes by some stalls with white horses facing away from us. As he passes each horse, he tugs on its tail, causing milk to jet out of its udder. I consider this a very strange way to milk them, and I hope he doesn't get kicked; but I assume he knows what he's doing and don't worry too much.

Bed time: 1h20 / Wake up: 11h20

induction: relaxation, mild, alarm deild, mild imsonia 1h

4h10: first natural awakening, immediately went to bathroom, thinking about my dream, but only at the very end of sleep do i remember some fragments. I remember being in the city i lived before i moved to university; i was wandering around the city, and i saw some familiar faces, many had aged a bit, but the feeling of seeing them again gives me a good feeling. This is a very recurrent theme

5h50: second natural awakening; very quiet awakening; very vivid dream but aversive dream content. As i try to remember the details i close my eyes and notice there is still some visual hypnagogia. i felt i could have tried DEILD, but opted to DJ instead

6h-7h: i choose to do some autogenic relaxation and MILD, but it was difficult to fal asleep again for an hour. Also set my alarm deild.

10h20: wake up with lots of dream fragments, almost like i had many short dreams. i didn´t jot done anything. At this moment, i began thinking i have not much more time to become lucid for 16th competition. i think i give up my intention, but still try again some autogenic relaxation and manage to fall asleep. At some point, i find myself lucid in my previous home, and began to walk very fast and touch every thing i can, while trying to find some dream characters . for some reason, they only appeared at my brother bedroom, but they morphed very soon. During the dream, i had to recover my vision twice. to be more accurate, i waited for it to return, while touching my body and moving around and also visualizing. I kept moving back and forth, trying to find DCs. For just a small visit, i leave my house and go to the apartment complex's hall and stairs, but i felt the environment was more unstable and returned home. At the third attempt to recover my vision, i accidently moved my real body and chosen to wake up. It felt like a 3 min LD, not bad

The evening before going to sleep, I was at my dad's place having a GIGANTIC Christmas dinner. I ate like I never did before, and got home at around 23 o'clock. I set my alarm to 4am as usual. I didn't wake up at all the alarm, and it ended turning it totally off at around 6am because I couldn't commit to my lucid attempts, I guess because of all the foods in my stomach.. I had a great non lucids tho..

This happened after I had determined to not be eaten by Zombies or let Vampires in me. I had been reading "The Power Of Your Subconscious Mind" Prior to dreaming this.

I dreamed that I was in a food court of sorts, And Zombies were there. They said they could eat other things but found flesh to be motivating (Or something like that) and then they started to go after people to eat including me and others nearby, And I tried to make an invisible Zom-B-Gone spray work (EDIT/UPDATE 19-September-2014: Was that a lie? I wasn't holding a can or anything.) but the other people around me didn't go for it (Edit/Update 16-December-2014: The people didn't know what I was talking about and they stayed near the Zombies) and I eventually got away from the Zombies by breaking through a window so I wouldn't be eaten and then I climbed on the roof and became smoke so they wouldn't eat me.

A man I know has an SUV in waking life. I dreamed his SUV was parked in our yard and I got in the driver's seat and closed the door. The engine then started up *by closing the door* and crashed into the fence and I tried to get it to stop; I succeeded at first but then I closed the door again and drove on the main road - which was nothing like it is in awake life - and kept crashing into other cars and/or walls or sides of mountains with the SUV spinning like a top on a merry-go-round. The car also accelerated fast and I wasn't able to control it well.

What does it mean when or if I drive someone else's automobile which is out of control?

Sorry if my grammar doesn't make sense I have too many lucid dreams that make me confused during waking life but anyways,.. Imagine a lucid dream technology that would help people tap into the dream world like a video game or matrix like a technology that would help induce lucid dreaming in the daytime. The technology would be like a pair of glasses that you would put on like in a 3D movie or something. You would be able to see dreams in the real world through these glasses instead of actually being lucid. It would allow users to tap into other peoples dreams while being awake like a video game. Imagine a dream technology that would fuse the game world with the dream world at the same time that would allow you to create your own dream space in waking life. Imagine being able to save dreams onto a mental memory card that can be uploaded to and from a computer like a futuristic video game dream technology that you can share online like YouTube google or even Facebook.

Imagine seeing people flying or swimming underwater in the dream realm while being awake. Instead of writing your dream journal, you could write about other dreams and save them to view later on a dream notepad. Imagine if albert Einstein had a vision about the future of dreaming, or a technology was developed because of his theory of life. Imagine Einstein creation a mathematical formula for lucid dreaming that proved all of his theories that went beyond...

fragment:
My brother was in town and he was trying to sleep in the same bed as me for some reason (we were both trying to fall asleep in this dream). He ended up hogging most of it and I was barely hanging onto the edge for awhile.

I fell asleep into another dream, which is kind of unusual for me. In this dream, it was morning, and he had made the bed and was upset that I didn't do it.

I then woke up into my previous dream except my brother wasn't the same as before, he looked exactly like my old best-friend's dad. I moved to a corner of the bed and he started to stir, upset by my movement no doubt. He then moved towards me really quickly and attacked me, saying some crazy things with a typical, movie-style demonic voice. I woke up and got out of bed for awhile because I was a little disturbed and that dream was still clinging to my consciousness. I remember a little bit more but it's pretty hazy

fragment:
This dream took place in my parents' home - The main cast included myself, my sister, her boyfriend, her boyfriend's ex, and her boyfriend's imagined son with this ex.

It started out with everybody getting to the house, my parents had left town so it was just all of us there. I met the little kid and he was very unusual. I remember thinking that this little kid must be either completely insane, or the most fascinating person I had ever met - But it was probably a combination of the two. He wanted me to take him to this screening of a secret film that Kurt Vonnegut had created before he died. The film was supposed to be related to the dangers of giving cows hormones and antibiotics; the front cover had Vonnegut, smiling, standing over a pot of this pink goo that was supposed to be cow milk, but it was filled with puss and blood which turned it pink. I started looking for his mom (my sister's boyfriend's ex) and I couldn't find her, but I found my sister's boyfriend and he was talking about killing himself. He left the house and I followed him on a bus to my old elementary school, where he was looking for his son. I convinced him to go for a run instead and he went a little ahead of me, and I ran into one of my ex-gfs, completely ignored her, and kept going. She started following me. Then I saw that my sister's bf had run into a marine, which told him that it had been a honor to serve with him, my sister's bf ignored that guy. He started running away from them and I started running too. Those two creepers kept following us (my ex and the marine) but I noticed that I was running really slow. I wondered if it was this backpack filled with stones that I was carrying and I thought, no....that doesn't make sense, then I did a RC, became lucid, and ran off at SUPER light speed. My dream pulled back to a shot of me doing laps around the earth, leaving a trail of flames in my wake. I ended up in a void of infinite light (In my dream this was another dimension that could only be entered upon moving faster than light) where I slammed my foot into the ground which knocked an army of pebbles in the air. I made them shoot off into space at a ridiculous speed. I noted that what I gained in speed, I lost in accuracy. The dream ended and I tried to DEILD back into the story, I think I felt invested in the story and wanted to see how it played out.

It started at my sister and her bf's apartment. My sister's bf had made it there and his dark mood had passed. He was still panting from the run and his ex was sitting on the couch, my sister was in the bathroom. She moved over and kissed him and he told her to get the hell away from him. I materialized into the corner of the room and her son started attacking me, making demonic noises as his face transformed into something twisted. I took control of him, made him a nice, little, angelic child that went over to give his mom a hug. I noticed that his mom was acting a little odd too; her top teeth were sharp like a predator's and she was screaming like a crazed hyena. I took control of her as well and made them both leave the apartment. Then I woke up.

Heart attack patient
I'm in a hospital room with another guy and a doctor. They're both strangers. I found the guy somewhere having what seemed to be a heart attack and rushed him to the hospital. Now he's lying on the hospital bed motionless. The doctor is getting ready to use defibrillator paddles. I don't remember the whine, and I remember in-dream that I was surprised he didn't say "clear!" The guy sits up, flails, then falls back down, motionless. The doctor starts pushing rapidly on the guy's chest with the paddles, which I also find curious. After pushing a few times, he issues another shock. This time, after sitting up and flailing, the patient starts coughing and taking deep breaths.

Now I'm in a different room talking with someone about payment. It's going to be about six thousand dollars. I'm trying to get them to charge the guy's insurance, but they want me to pay out of pocket. For a moment I get distracted, wondering if my own insurance will handle it; then I realize again that it wasn't me they treated, it was the guy, so I just get up and leave.

Now It's the next day. I'm arriving under a drive-through awning in the van with my family. There are large glass doors leading into a large, well lit room. The guy from the day before is there, and it's a happy gathering. I don't remember why we're there, though.


Zombie combat
I'm in a large room; it looks like a disused storage room. I feel like we're underground; the floor and walls seem to be stone. Around the edges are shelving units filled with random junk. The ceiling is fairly low, with visible pipes running here and there. Pillars are scattered through the room, supporting the ceiling. The light is on the dim side. In the room with me are two guys - zombies, maybe, except they look normal - who have a grudge against me for capturing them years ago. Thanks to whatever they are, they have a supernatural speed and are trying to attack me. I'm not as fast as they are, but I'm skilled, and I have a slight advantage: I have a long pipe which I'm wielding with some skill, and any time it touches them, there's a sizzling sound and they recoil in obvious pain. I'm also wearing a watch that gives a similar effect, though if they're close enough for me to touch them with the watch, they're WAY too close. I manage to get a few hits with the pipe, but thanks to their agility they're able to dodge it most of the time. They never actually get close enough to hurt me (or for me to use the watch). Eventually, they call a truce, and we talk for a few minutes.

Now I'm in the van with my family, driving somewhere. I'm in the front passenger seat, and my wife is driving. There's something about the watch, a huge bag of nickels, and a small bag of quarters. The watch is made out of a cheap light blue plastic. Something is wrong with the wrist strap; I think one side popped out of the watch. I don't like it, and I certainly don't wear it on a regular basis, but I always keep it nearby just in case I need it. Now we've arrived somewhere. I'm getting quarters out of the bag. I need three, but I'm very tempted to get four - after all, what's one more? - but I refrain, knowing that that kind of "just a little more won't hurt" mindset is how people run out of money quickly.

Now I'm somewhere else in the same complex. It seems to have been cut out of a hard stone. The rooms are low, and this time they aren't very large. A man is showing weapons to a group of people, letting them fire them. He's explaining the differences between Hollywood weapons and real weapons. Finally, he pulls out a small axe, designed for throwing, and describes it as being very effective, which explains the warning label. I see the label now; something about staying away from kings' wars. At the end of the shooting range I see a mural depicting a battle with a lot of axe fighting going on. There are some captions bubbles spread through the mural.

Now I'm talking with someone about arcades and arcade machines. I explain that when they were popular, they were the only way to play video games. With the introduction of home gaming consoles, people no longer needed to go to arcades to play games, and with the introduction of the internet people could play games with other people from their own homes. I tell him about the arcade machine we had in the house where I lived during college, that the panel at the bottom was left unlocked so that, though you had to put a quarter into it to get the game to start, you could immediately get it back.


Fragments
I'm in a kitchen area, thinking about Indiana Jones and how old he was in the most recent movie.

I had my usual Friday with a lot of darts-throwing and jolliness - later somebody came along with a bottle of very fine whiskey - lets say, I found my bed around 3 or 4 in the morning.
I didn´t even seriously expect myself to do journalling - and I didn´t dictate anything.
Getting up - I thought I had exactly zip and zero recall.

But interestingly - I can drag something up now!
I sat down with eyes closed - and really probed into the void - checking on associations with my dream-signs.

What happened were pictures coming up - and with a lot of concentration and visualisation - small scenes to go with them, too.


First Fragment:

I am on the terrace of our old house - it has altogether 4 poles going up on the front - to support the front of the balcony.
All balcony-railing and these poles and also a lot of the space between them are entwined by climbing plants.
Much more than it used to be in real life - and instead of wild wine grapes - it was a plant with violet trumpet-blossoms - maybe 15 cm long.
I asked my grandmother, what it was - and she said, that every so and so many years - the wild wine would sprout these, and that one could eat them, and that they would be delicious.
For some reason I didn´t try one out - or I can´t remember it..


Second Fragment:

From the same dream, I think, but it was winter - and I was searching for the fir-tree, which had been planted for me the year I was born (irl).
But the house and garden were not there - and I checked some fir-trees around, and decided, mine was one, that was standing just outside a fence to another garden - towards the street.
And was maybe 6 m tall.
It could actually be that big, I guess, if it still existed.


Third Fragment:

From another dream - I was in an empty flat with big windows - in the company of that Swiss friend, I dreamt about the night before.
And we could see a high-rise-building from there - it had a core, and around it a glass front, through which we could watch the ongoings.
Between glass front and core was a ramp, which was not a staircase - it had some small rooms as well - but it clearly was the means to go up and down in the building.

Actually - very much like Sageous´ miniature with carousel - but without carousel and without so much colour - all chrome and glass and the people we watched were all in dark business-like attire.

The really weird thing is, that I did not look into his thread - see my sig - before last night.
I had thought about this thread last night but without clicking it.
Okay - I knew some of the miniatures before - and there are several, which could have given me that inspiration - but this one I mentioned, I didn´t see before.

Also weird, that I only now remember it - and not instantly, when I saw that sculpture.
This is the third fragment, that comes back to me..


What is memorable?

The above is curious - my subconsciousness going about it´s business in interesting ways.
But I am sure, it is my dream-fragment - not a false memory - my picture and the scene, I was in while looking at it, is very clear - also different to the sculpture in many respects.


And - I am really surprised, that anything showed up!
Posting on my DILD workbook shortly before had me empty!

I usually only write, what I have dictated - plus some details, I remember while re-listening.
This intensive probing into dream-memory works much better, than expected.
Again - very cool to have the comp - I was missing out on something, not hunting consciously after buried dream-content!

I'm in an English pub. Two guys I don't know are playing with a metal arm attached to a board. There's a spring, and when they press the arm it pops back to its original position. I realize it's a telegraph key. They're laughing at it and don't understand what it is. I look over to a nearby table to see Samuel Morse and a friend of his looking on with disappointment. Apparently the two men laughing were potential investors and they don't seem impressed. The four regroup at the table and I wander closer to hear what they're saying. Morse is trying to explain how he thinks it will revolutionize communications, but one of the investor men interrupts and asks why he didn't use a "single blast," presumably a dit, to be 0 to making calling long distance easier (never mind that this clearly predates the telephone). Morse sheepishly tries to explain that this isn't about telephony, and the investors snort derisively and walk away. Morse is dejected and his friend looks troubled. I sit down at their table and tell him that he's got to learn how to sell his idea. It's not inferior to telephony, it's superior to the Royal Mail. I launch into an example of shaving 3 weeks off of resupply requests to Africa, but I keep getting tripped up by not knowing if they have a king or queen at this point in history, or if they're using miles or kilometers.

Tonight I didn't wake up every time my alarm went off. I had about 4 dreams, and I remember 2 of them.

I didn't seem to commit totally to my DEILD attempts this night, I will try tomorrow night... However, at one point I did hallucinate a bit!! But I wasn't able to enter a dream.... Tonight is the night!! Let's hope..

I was on my way to work, I was driving in a car through the mountains, and it was a beautiful, already somewhat bright day, the complete opposite to my actual way to work. I got lost there but realized how far away from reality all this was, then I suddenly was in a building with a nice view of the mountains and did a nose-pinch RC, with success.
Out of a strong urge to fly I dashed forward, broke the glass of the window and spanned my wings, starting to glide immediately. The world then was filled with repeating patterns which I could control to some degree, but the dream faded fast.

The first fragment:
I remember being in some Physics class and the Professor was demonstrating some cool technology. He picked me as a begrudgingly, involuntary volunteer. He had me get in a metal basket, like the ones that are used in boom lift machines. He then started getting all crazy and he made the basket levitate. The basket started to fly all over the room and I didn't think this was weird or out of the ordinary at all, I thought it was great.

Next part I remember, the class all went to some big auditorium to watch a film. This girl that I had a huge crush on in first grade sat down next to me (she was my age now, not a little kid) and started hitting on me, talking about how sexy I am now and how she was a fool for not returning my affection. I told her, "Too bad girly, I'm not interested anymore", and I walked away from her. That's the last part I remember

The second fragment:
I was at my parents' house and I was a little bit younger, all the furniture was the same as it was back then. This girl that has had a big crush on me for a long time was hanging out at the house with me. I think she's pretty sexy too, but arr luv iz forbidden for reasons that I won't get into.

We were just hanging out when she kissed me, and so I did a RC to make sure it was real. But NOPE, it was just a dream, at least I became lucid though. So I started making out with her and we moved to the bed where things got hotter. We took off each others' clothes and I was terrified that her dad's DC would come and mess up the dream, I kind of fear him. I made my abs turn super hard and chiseled like a movie star's (partial transformation), and she slowly ran her hand down my chest and stomach. Then we did a little 69 and I ate her pussy (eating something? ). Then a window appeared in the wall and I froze as her dad appeared and said, "I Know what you're doing in there, especially the sexual stuff!.....but I don't care". Then he closed the wall-window and we continued until I woke up.