non-lucid

The first dream I remember happened when I was about 4 years old. I will also mention that this is the only time I have ever dreamed of a real place in perfect replication. Other times I have ever dreamed of a real place there is always something different about it, like the way it looks or the layout.

The dream started with me sitting on my bed looking up at the abominable snow man. He was HUGE, his head almost touched my ceiling. No words were exchanged between us but somehow I knew that he wanted to play hide and seek with me. I jumped up and began hiding in different places around the house, but he always found me, and when he did find me he would roar very loud and frightening, making me become scared and running off to the next hiding spot. The only places I remember what happened in detail was when I ran outside to our mailbox. I managed to squeeze inside it to hide, scared for my life by this point. He found me not long after and knocked the mailbox over causing me to jump out and run as fast as I could back into my room. I jumped under the bed making sure to keep quiet. Not much time passed before I herd him enter my room and saw his feet next to my bed. Everything got quiet until suddenly my bed was thrown off of me with a giant roar. I cowered, screaming my head off, when I finally woke up. I remember lying in bed looking around my room until I managed to convince myself that it was all just a dream.

I think this dream is either responsible for my deep fear of the abominable snow man from Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer, or was caused by that fear. Either way, that movie is involved. I have been afraid of that guy my whole life, and still am today, just not as much as I used to be when I was little. I used to run out of the room whenever he came on TV and I wouldn't come back until I knew that his scene was over. He is just, so incredibly creepy looking. I can stand to watch his scenes now but I by no means enjoy it.

I was sitting in a plane near the back, and I turned around and saw Jerry Seinfeld and his friends sitting in the very last row near the rear exit. As the plane started down the runway, he was making jokes about how the last row was where terrorists and murderers sit, and everyone around him was laughing. Suddenly the door to the rear exit started swinging open, and Jerry noticed it right away and did that silly shout he always does in the show as he jumped out of his seat and raced to catch the door and close it before the plane got airborne. My dream ended right as he reached the door. I saw the plane from the outside and it was like, halfway on the runway and halfway in the air with Jerry's arms hanging out the door when the scene froze and started showing Seinfeld end credits and playing that little concluding riff.

There was some sort of competition between me and someone else involving surviving in the wilderness. I was sitting near a campfire with some guy I'd hired to help me survive to give me the edge in the competition, but the guy was annoyed because things weren't going to plan and all the huntable animals that were supposed to be in the area were gone. The wilderness we were in was very beautiful, though. It was a large grassland with small amounts of trees and lots and lots of lakes, but it wasn't wet and marshy like areas with lots of small lakes usually are. There was a mountain range in the distance that spanned the entire horizon, and opposite of that the grasslands ended and dropped off down steep cliffs with no bottom. I think the person I was in competition with was either a ninja or a pirate, but he rode around on a big griffon so that gave him an advantage. He kept flying by and belittling me.

Some vague dream about a father and daughter sitting in the den, and the mother comes in and they talk about something. I remember the mother saying "That's why I had the fireplace put in." and the daughter and father were all surprised and weirded out by that for some reason.

I was in a grocery store, going up and down the aisles pushing a shopping cart. It was a very industrial-looking grocery store in that it looked more like a Home Depot except with food on the shelves. I got a few cleaning supplies that I can remember vividly. There were these huge mechanical aisles that were all pushed together in one massive block, and as I walked by them they automatically separated into actual aisles you could walk down and they were all frozen foods aisles. I thought that was very neat that they came together and broke apart like that and thinking it was very energy-efficient to keep the cold air in, even though the energy used to move the aisles was probably more than the cooling. As I walked up and down the frozen foods aisles, I saw that one of the freezer doors was actually a regular door that led into a building that was a labyrinth of even more freezer shelves except it was almost completely pitch black and I could barely make out the doors and the floor. I kept opening the doors but all the freezer shelves in that building were empty and had ice accumulating on the glass. As I tried to make my way through the labyrinth, I kept getting text messages from my ex-girlfriend I haven't seen in like eight years. They were weird one word text messages of random words, and she sent them super-fast, like I was getting a text every tenth of a second. I kept trying to text back but I couldn't keep up with her typing speed. When I got to the end of the labyrinth there was a dark room with some neon LED lights around and it was like a little lounge. I saw a lizard in a big terrarium and a door that led me back into the main grocery store. I was relieved to finally get out of the dark place and when I left there I stopped getting the texts so fast.

Fragment: Me and someone else were standing on someone's lawn when we saw a firetruck pull up into their driveway. Meanwhile the woman who was the owner of the house hurried over there. We thought that we better move lest someone become suspicious what we were doing there and whether we started the fire. What were we doing there? Rationalized that must have had precognition of fire, but figured no one would believe that.

Fragment: My mom and I were staying at Polish friends of my mothers. While there the phone rang, and I picked up. I was asked whether I knew the owners and I said I had met the woman but not the man yet, and then I explained they were friends of my mothers, and the person on the other side of the phone figured out who I must be. Btw, I was a teenaged version of me in this dream. My father burst into the house upset that we were in town and not staying with him. He insisted we pack up our stuff and come with him. I was surprised he included my mother in that given that they were divorced.

Fragment: I was in a public bathroom - I think with my mother and I caused a flood. The thing that was flooding was much smaller than a toilet and it was in front of the sink but it was not the sink.

Fragment: In this dream I was staying at my father's house which was nothing like his real house, it was much bigger and older and in ill repair and it was a mess. There were a whole bunch of desks blocking my way to the closet. I needed to get through and my dad needed to help me with that. I then pulled an electrical plug, and we became aware that this had caused a loud crackling noise to stop whereas we had not noticed the noise before. When I briefly turned it back on, we discovered that whatever it was was also causing sparks (which we had not noticed before either) which were damaging the ceiling. My father became worried about the resale value if the home. He wanted to know whether the document about the condition of this home when he bought it was vague enough so he could claim this was a preexisting condition. We tried to examine the damage, but it was in such heavy shadow that we could not really see the ceiling. My father wondered whether this could be used to his advantage to pretend that he did not know about the damage and maybe noone would notice.

Fragment: some weird connection between life and forum, not sure but it may have been that if one did not want animal eaten should have posted to different subforum?

I was at Stone Hill house, and was in front of the big plasma. I was throwing a ball up in mid-air, then trying to do a front flip and ring my arms around the ball while it was still in the air.

I noticed a old friend Brent O, he was doing the same thing I had been doing (may have been him doing it all along, unsure).

Someone asked if they (?) could do a proper ballroom dance. The couple which had their eyes covered with patches, said yes, but insisted that they were out of energy from a previous performance. Another couple also were just about to compete against them.

First time trying to recall my dreams since 2009. Trying to get back into this, was such a thrill when I first started

I was at the end of Blaxland ave nearest to the milk bar. I was sitting down on the footpath with the comedian LAB.

It was a hot day and we were joking around. LAB, decided to leave, I think he had to go to school or something, because he left with 2 young girls (12-13). I was yelling out some funny comments as he was leaving.

I was getting annoyed with all the ants which were crawling up my arms, so I got up and moved to a area with shade, hoping the ants were not going to be there.

as of late I have been having very random dreams no lucidity


dream part one my husband and i went into a gas station. He asked me to distract the clerk so I said ok what kind of stunt is he going to pull this time my hubby is a prankster not harmful just funny. I had the cashier go check something for me and my hubby sneaks behind the counter to the smokes and sticks 2 packs of open ciggs into the display with all the others and gives me a smile of mischief they wherent our brand . I was confused he was so happy with this little prank . I thought how cute he is and how awesome it is .

dream #2 somehow i am in some kinda jam band circle type thing sitting by a stereo I was playing sing along to the song with my hubby and some famous people I felt odd why was areosmith wanting me to sing along with their songs and other bands wanted me to sing along with their music. But I had a lot of fun the chairs where allmost all musician chairs the little fold up ones with a small back space so they can have space for their instrument. Mine was not it was a fold up too but with a regular back . there was a tile floor and the stereo was to the left of me and to the right was my recurring character to the left my hubby whom kinda cringed every time i sang along ( I really shouldnt be singing in public let alone with actual musicians )

I woke up now I did not have any recall for the next hour but when it did it was vivid like I was just there not like i had been awake for an hour. I know there had to be more I am sure this is fragmented but it was like someone almost smacked me with these bits of dream to remember. I have been having recall like that for a while now . anyways it was fun

In my dream my mother and stepfather came to visit me at the university campus (in reality I graduated from college more than a decade and a half ago).

I was parking the car in the parking garage of the hotel on the college campus (there really is a hotel there). I did a very poor parking job.

I spoke with the parking attendant or security guy about threat to life of a professor of mine. The professor dismissed it, but I believed there had been two assassination attempt on him already. The guy I was talking to said he would look into it.

My grandmother could not come for health reasons (in reality she is no longer alive), Christmas was coming - I wondered whether I could instead make a brief visit to here (in Poland) but I was worried because I have a cold and might pass it on to her.

My mom had brought a puzzle that required one to find a clue in a library on other side of campus (the layout of campus was completely different from my university's campus, and so was the library). It was like a scavanger hunt. We walked through the cold campus (it was winter in the dream.)

The puzzle / scavanger hunt led one to constructing a paper or cardboard box with art design. I was disappointed, and I let my mother know that this kind of thing did not interest me, that we could have skipped the step of actually going on this scavanger hunt and could have just read about it. My mom was disappointed that I was disappointed.

In reality it is true that my mother and stepfather are coming to visit soon. I am no longer in college, not since over a decade and a half ago. My grandmother is dead. There are no assassination attempts of course. It is not winter / Christmas. I do however usually do a poor job parking my car.

Notice my dream signs: car, my mother, college.

August 13, 2013 (Bedtime Dream, written in journal three hours after going to sleep)

My boyfriend and I had broken up and he had another girlfriend. We were still seeing each other but she didn’t know. So he invites me to stay the night at his house and I said okay. For some stupid reason he wanted me to meet his new girlfriend and her family. He had told them that we were good friends.

So I get to the house and she comes to the door to meet me and say hello. She’s being really nice and invited me inside. The house looked like one I used to live in when I was a kid—same layout and furniture. So anyway, she sits down at the computer and begins to play a game, while boyfriend is in the kitchen cooking dinner. I’m just sitting there feeling really uncomfortable. Soon a baby starts crying and nobody does anything like move to pick it up. It just keeps crying and finally I walk over to her and ask if I can hold her baby. She doesn’t look up from the game, but says, sure go ahead. So I walk over to the walker and pick up their baby, who instantly stops crying.

She’s still intensely playing her game so I walk over to her and ask what she’s playing. She smiles and asks if I’d like to see. So she begins to show me this game where she’s a mom with lots of kids, a husband, her home and everything that one would have in real life. There were avatar people walking down a sidewalk and she showed me that she could talk to them and interact and stuff. She was really into the game and it was something I could tell she spent a lot of time doing.

Her parents come over and we’re all in the living room. They ask me a lot of questions and I’m starting to feel like it’s a good time to go. I mention that I should really get moving, and boyfriend says, no please stay the night. We have a spare room and you’re welcome to stay there tonight. At that point they all insisted that I stay. Except for his girlfriend, who normally slept in the spare room herself. So I agree and when it’s time for bed I go in there. The room is huge with a single bed. I start to jump in when I hear his girlfriend knock on the door. She came in and said I just wanted to say goodnight and thank you for coming over. Then she leaves, and goes to get in bed with her boyfriend (which is something she never does). I could hear them laughing and having a good time.

The next morning boyfriend tells me that his girlfriend is really showing him much more attention since I’m there and asked if I would stay for a little longer. I said that I didn’t want to, but if he really really wanted that, then I would stay one more night. His girlfriend walks up to me and asks if we could have a talk. I’m thinking…oh boy, here we go. This couldn’t be good. So we walk up ahead of him and she tells me that she really likes having me around for the same reasons. She starts opening up about her life and I find myself starting to enjoy talking to her and liking her. She seems sweet and like a nice person. Pretty soon she hands me these really large stilts and says, come on let’s check these out. She has a pair too. So we start trying to walk on them and we’re both laughing and joking around…falling but not getting hurt. So, I look behind me and boyfriend is looking rather pissed off about the whole thing.

That night as I’m about to go to bed, boyfriend comes in the room and says that he wants to sleep in there, with me. I told him no, you need to go to your bed. He kept insisting so I said I was leaving. When I opened the door to leave, his girlfriend was standing right there. She overheard everything and was not happy about it. She asked him why he would be such a jerk and bother me. She told me to come with her and she led me to this really strange part of the house that was more like a motel. Only thing is instead of rooms, there were these pod-like structures hanging from chains. She told the lady at a desk that I was staying on one tonight and that when I woke up the next morning I was to get a free pedicure.

When I walked into my pod it was really unstable and there was a grate-like floor. There was a guy in there cleaning up and he was just getting finished. He said that he would see me in the morning for the ped and left. The pod kept rocking back and forth and was just creepy so I waited until I figured nobody was around and left. I left a note at the front desk saying how much I appreciated the thought, but that I was just going to return to my house and sleep in my own bed.

On my way home I went to a bar and had a drink, watching some band play. After I left I realized that I had left my ID and went back to get it. They wouldn’t let me in at first, so I told them to get my brother, he was in the back and he would get my ID for me. So they said okay, and he brought my id out and gave it to me. He told me he would meet me later after he got off work and then told the guys there to quit giving me a hard time; that I was his sister. They all laughed and I took off. That’s when I woke up.


August 13, 2013 (Nap Dream)

My son and I were standing in line to ride this really big roller coaster. There were lots of twists and turns in it and it was huge! We were waiting in a really long line, and the closer we got the more nervous I became to ride. I kept telling him that I wasn’t so sure this was a good idea, that I had a really bad feeling about it. He was telling me that it would be fun and kept encouraging me to ride it. I decided to go ahead and do it. When we got to the front of the line, it looked like one of the cars was kind of crooked compared to the rest. I remember thinking wow, that doesn’t look right and I hope we don’t get stuck in that one.

Sure enough the guy took our ticket and walked us over to the one car that didn’t look right. I told my son that something isn’t right with this car, look at it. He didn’t look, just sort of laughed and said it was going to be fine. So I’m really freaked out now, but what the heck let’s do this. The ride begins and we’re going super-fast. Soon we slow down and start climbing up this really steep hill and it seems to go on forever. But finally we make it to the top and then we go down the other side lightning fast. It’s fun but scary too. So when I look up ahead, there’s a spot on the tracks that has sort of a gap in it, and beyond that there’s nothing!! No tracks at all. We’re flying though, and there’s nothing I can do besides sit there. I remember thinking I HOPE this is a lucid dream! Then I woke up as soon as I said that.

Last night I visited one of my dream places. I have many places that I tend to visit frequently in my dreams. Last night the place I visited was the small home business of the male veterinarian and his wife. This is the second time I have visited this place so it has officially become a dream place because I know I will visit it again in the future.

The dream was I was at a home (I say at A home because I was in a place where in my dream I lived but the place doesn't exist) my family lived their also, the person I remember mainly is my mom. I can't remember in detail what was happening before the main event of the dream happened, but the main event started out by me seeing my cat with its front leg broken in half. I was saddened by this but I went on with my life. It wasn't until a few days later (which passes by very fast in my dreams) when I saw my cat living its normal life with its broken leg that my heart strings finally tore. Seeing my cat has to use the broken end of its leg to walk on just to be able to get around made me panic and I started to look through a number book for a number to a vet. I called and the receptionist answered and told me to hold. She never returned and I hung up and called again. The continued to put me on hold until eventually when the phone was answered there was nobody on the other end. I kept calling a few more times until I remembered that the reason why they wouldn't take my call was because the vet I was calling and I were at very bad odds. That's when I remembered the other vet. I remembered him and I knew he was from another dream so I looked for his number and couldn't find it. So I got set out to go to his house, and after what seemed like a very long time of traveling along cliff side paths and treacherous obstacles I finally reached his house. I went in and found that he had aged decades and he was telling little kids stories that I can't recall. After a while he noticed me and I told him about my cat. He just kept smiling at me until I freaked out and asked "Is it possible to fix my cat, or not??" He just chuckled and said he could do it. He left the room and I stared at his wife until he returned. When he did return he was back to his original age, which is about 35 or so. I then realized I would need to go back and get my cat so I watched him walk around his house until I got woken up.

I slept 9 hours that dreaming session from 9 am to 6pm. I know other things happened during that dream, and I have flashes of memory of the events, but nothing discernible. The thing about the dream was I knew that I had seen this place before in another dream and that I was dreaming, at the end I was about to make my cat magically appear beside me using lucid dreaming so I wouldn't have to go back through all that, but I got woken up before I was able to.

Tried to WILD while taking a nap. It didn't work, so I rolled over turning it into a MILD attempt. I didn't get lucid, but (perhaps most importantly at this stage of my LDing journey), I actually remembered my dream. The oddest part? The dream is very similar to last nights dream--possibly the same one, given how little of last night's dream I remember!


August 14, 6:00 pm

I'm outside, working in the yard with dad, mom, and someone else that I don't know and who never even interacted with me. In fact, where my mother and father very clear, he was fuzzy and I never really saw his face with any clarity.

I can remember something sparks a shouting match between me and my dad, just like in last nights dream. However, I either can't remember what we were arguing about, or I never really knew in the dream. I'm not entirely sure which is the case. I don't even really know what the full conversation was about, just a few things we said to eachother.

I remember dad saying something that REALLY ticked me off, got me furious. I flung the tool I was using (it was either a shovel or a rake, I never saw the end of it), watching it bounce into the air after tossing it, and slamming down again (oddly, just like a real shovel or rake would. Nice physics, subconscious!), and I screamed "See?! I'm sick of this effing bull***! I'm leaving!" Dad proceeds to ask me just what I'm going to do, where I'm going to go; I have no job, and no way to make money (I'm still going to college, so not much of a career there, is it?). I tell him that I don't care, I'll find something. I'm NOT staying here.
I grab my bicycle and start to pedal down the driveway. I take a left right, and that is when dad starts to throw rocks at me! They start out as just chunks of the gravel in our driveway, but gradually increase in size until they are getting quite dangerous. I'm not scared though, I'm too ticked off. I get to the hill--the same one that is really there when you take a right IRL, except the hill is a LOT taller. Dad is still throwing rocks at me--dangerously large ones I might add--, and I start to shield my head with my forearms as I pedal forward, trying to get up this long hill. I remember thinking that if I could just get over that hill, everything would feel better, dad would stop throwing the rocks, and I'd get away. Then, the alarm wakes me up


What is interesting, is unlike most other dreams I have written here, and others I can remember from the past, this dream actually took place at my real, current home. Everything even looked the same, down to the powerline in our driveway. I also wonder who that other person was, the one I could never really see clearly....HMMMM. Methinks my subconscious is trying to tell me something with this one.

~SilverWolf~

I'm in the water, it looks like the ocean and the water is so dark, it's like I just fell in from a ship wreck or something, I'm not the only one down here. There is someone way below me sinking and not even trying to swim, and then there are a few people above me trying to swim to the surface. I' trying hard to get to the surface as well but I can't swim well, I keep looking below me and I see this huge ship that is wrecked down there but I can't see its entirety because it goes to deep and gets dark. I see that person fall into a hole in the ship and fade into the darkness, and as I'm staring I see something emerging from the depths, it's a huge fucking massive Megalodon, and I wig out and frantically thrash my body trying to get away, but the shark grabs hold of my entire left arm, and as this happens I am watching it happen to me from above and I watch the shark violently shake its head like a dog does when it has a toy, and then it takes me down into the big hole in the ship wreck. Then my perspective finally gets to the surface, and I see the other people floating and panicking and some of them are mourning me and that other person. It's horrifying here on the surface just as well as below. Up here the water is so black and I can't see anything below me, then suddenly my body comes to the surface thrashing and my perspective goes back into my body. I'm secretive about the fact that The shark ripped my left arm off, I put the arm into my wet suits sleeve so I could hopefully get out of here and have reattached or something. The we are trying to climb up these rocks, we keep seeing shark fins emerge from the water and speed towards us and the mouth with encompass us but the rock stop them so they release and swim off. This happens about ten times until I see the selective exit, it's like a game show, we have to swim in the water to the tarp tunnel that goes vertically into the air so we can hopefully climb out before a shark gets us. The show host hates me, but he thinks I'm already dead from what happened to me earlier. I decide I need to swim NOW, so I jump in and it fells so horrible, it feels like the sharks are right under me, like I will die any moment, then I swim under water a little bit to enter the tarp, there's this elastic netting rope, I get the trick right away, you have to pull then you fly up a bit, then grab higher up while airborne then repeat until at the top and I can get a good grasp of the walls, then I climb up and through a sliver of a hole, and the host greats me at the entrance and he's sitting on a chair to rude to get up, then he realizes it's me when I unzip the hood of the wet suit off me and I ran through the building to get to a hospital, as I can hear the man ordering people after me.

So I'm doing the wake up every 90 minutes thing to catch myself dreaming, so I can write down dreams in this dream journal, and therefore I can improve recall. Except THIS time, when I woke up, my tired mind tricked me into believing it could remember what it was dreaming WITHOUT writing the dang dream down. So, when the alarm went off, what did I do? I moronically believed my tired brain in my hazy state, and rolled right over, going to sleep.

So, here's what little I remember, thanks to my rebellious little brain telling me I could rely on it for it's superb (riiiight) memory.

August 14, 2013 3:00 am

All I remember is that I was in a deeply wooded forest. It was pretty dark in there too. Was it a scary forest? A happy forest? A forest with little polar bears sipping root beers while balancing on rubber balls? I wouldn't know because I stupidly did not write down my dream! when I woke up. So anyone reading this, don't repeat my mistake


8:00 am

Got in an argument with dad about something. It felt really important to me inthe dream, but I cannot remember just why we were arguing. I do remember he'd said something realllllly offensive to me, but I just don't remember what it wass; only that it made me very, very upset. Hmmmmmmmmm.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game about dragons.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was doing dream guide things on dreamviews, but it was more of an actual place, it looked like some kind of an office and there were some papers i had to go through apparently. Then there was different section of it that looked like some kind of lab. Then i was discussing something about dreamviews with somebody and the things to do.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was in some video game, and in it some events were happening near school from my past, there were some battles and i was closing to the end of the game. I could control some combat vehicle remotely and also had some other abilities, then later there was also an automated fuel storage vehicle that could fuel the vehicle i controlled. I had to talk to a few characters including some old lady and then went to pre-final mission, which switched to completely different game style of tactical turn based RPG where i controlled a group of characters fighting a group of elite enemy characters, some characters on both sides were wearing black colored armor. At the end of the fight, massive amount of weak enemies spawned, which looked some kind of humanoid mutants and overran the place and i used powerful spell or ability that set the place ablaze and covered our retreat.
Then i was back near the school and i was going to check some stuff and prepare for a fight with final boss, which was some kind of huge mecha thing.

I was trying to lucid dream, but for some reason I couldn't quite relax enough that night. I went to sleep and had this weird dream instead.

The first thing I remember is being in an old house with yellow bricks. It had lots of old junk inside the place. I was in the house with my younger cousin and we found a sign that read 'Possessed objects' So, I guess all the objects were in some way evil. So we wanted to burn the house down to kill all the objects.

On a shelf we found two plastic looking dragon's. One was red and one was blue. Apparently we needed both of them to start a fire, so we took the dragons and set the house on fire. (They were kinda like hoses that spat fire XD)

But as we were setting the house on fire, I noticed that my other cousin was in the house! I ran inside and quickly grabbed her. Then we continued to light the house on fire. But for some strange reason the fire faded away. We went back inside the house and found the same dragons again ( don't know we lost them) I noticed that the blue dragon had blood around it's neck.

Then we burnt the house AGAIN and my cousin turned to me and said " I promise US will be good"

And then I woke up thinking ' what? that doesn't even make any sense. I promise US?'

Holy Crap! Realistic zombie dream! Did a lot of things that were exactly the right decision. Watching myself slowly die is always weird though. I shall give you the 4 part dreams as one story after connecting it together. The Purple is the latest in chronology, the blue is the past. It is hard to split this dream up, because I had the previous dreams prior to this one, but during this one, I thought about the prior dreams.

I wake up in my bed. It is really cold, but I wait. I am really hungry, but I wait. The noises outside have stopped, but I wait.

It all started when me and Laura had rushed home after hearing that there was a zombie attack ongoing and that everyone would have to fend for themselves. We boarded up the windows and stayed there as long as we could. In the day times I could hear the neighbors making their movements and trying to get away from Zombies, hoping that they would have the advantage of the light. Lots of them got met right outside of their door and eaten. At night time the zombies would look for ways into the house through windows, biting people when they slept. A couple of neighbors wanted lodgings since we had boarded up our windows. I let them stay in the living room cautiously. That was the night that the zombies found enough reason to break in. I realized that they were attracted to noise. They could break into our house easily, but would not do so unless they knew that there was someone there. The people got bit and I woke up with a zombie right next to me. I fought it in hand to hand combat trying not to get grabbed, and not to get bit. My wife tossed me the gun and I blew its brains out, along with the two in the hallway.
"To my parents house" I yell at Laura. The door to the apartment isn't open, and I can hear zombies outside. I have Laura get the shotgun and I have my Glock. I open the door silently. There is a zombie 15 feet away from me with its back to me. I motion to Laura and we head the other way. The zombies are less dense than they normally are, but it is morning time. They don't really sleep in the mornings, but they seem slower. Probably the only reason I stayed alive.

Awake. My arm is injured, but I wait. silence is more important than my well being. I could die from a wound, but I would die if I made too much noise.

We make the 20 minute drive to my parents house. Not that many cars on the road, since the zombie attack happened so quickly, 2/3 of Kansas had died in the first day, we had heard when the radio towers and internet were still up. We made it to my parents house, and it seemed like they had a lookout, because they opened the garage door as we pulled near their second garage. They shut the garage door and used big sticks to beat off the zombie that had run in when it opened.

Awake. I look at the fan on the ceiling. Laura always liked having it on. It would be off for a long time. Of course it had been like that for the week that we spent here together after the zombies initial attack too. Amazing how at that time I had wanted things to go back like they were, but now I just wish she was here in the apartment with me. We didn't stay with my parents long, because they were almost out of food...

We went on the road and kept having to siphon gas out of other cars. Since there were so many dead, it was easy to find enough. I would say that 75% of the people were alive now. It kept getting more and more rare to see people. A sign on the side of the road "Zombie outlet store- get your zombie survival help here!" We decided to stop, because honestly, we could use a bit of help. The store was filled with people that seemed to band together to make a strong group. They had taken a few hardware stores and grocery stores and thrown everything together into one huge hangar. They said that they would help us for a small fee. I honestly don't remember the fee, but I do remember that the store was so big that they told us to make sure that we had a way to fight off the zombies that were in it. They said that they lose like 20 customers a day, even with the sweeper, a noise making machine that would kill anything that got too close to it. Maybe they didn't charge us, now that I think about it. Maybe they had found this place and wanted to help people without. They told us that they would be overrun in a few days. More and more of them had been coming at night and they didn't have any more ammo. They were using big hardware tools and some random swords that they had gotten. We left there after fixing the car and found out that they had done something to the car to make it quit on us about 50 miles away.

Awake. I hear a noise. The slow walk of zombie that hasn't found any food in a while. He would be dangerous if he heard one sound. I am going to stay here, lying in bed as long as I can. I will wait.

After the car quit, we all took our portions and were planning on leaving the state of Kansas. After a lot of debate we decided to go to Texas. We got another car and made it back to the city we live in. We should have driven around it, the amount of people infected was probably 99% in this city now. The density of zombies had gotten much higher. It seemed like there was almost no one left in the city. We all scattered. They hopefully regrouped.

Awake. I open my eyes. My last thoughts of how I got here. I told the group that if one of us was lost, that we should still make the group trip to Texas and come back with more resources. If the person could, he would wait in his own house (apartment for me), if not, he would go to the others house. We had an order to it and all. I am waiting in my apartment for them to return. It has been days since I moved. I had had enough food for a few weeks time, but I only had 3 days left. When you are starving your body doesn't tell you that it is hungry till you are about to die of hunger. I would need to wait here for as long as possible and need to be strong when I left. I decided to starve myself now and conserve energy until I was about to die. I would then plan on going to Texas. Even if they couldn't make it back, we had a place to meet. I looked up at the ceiling. Laying in bed without moving for days and days, hoping that I don't miss my opportunity to eat. Being here alone is so much worse than when I was here with Laura I thought the sound of the bones breaking as Zombies feasted on the neighbors in the hallway was bad, but when there are no neighbors left. That is when you start to realize that there is no hope left.


I woke up for real, amazed at the dream. I had doubled those dreams as dreams and then as memories in a dream, and I had woken up hundreds of times in my bed staring at the ceiling, not wanting to move to conserve energy. I had felt worse and worse and more like I was going to die until the very end. I am lying still from after the dream, haha, just like the dream. I think about trying to DEILD, but then my alarm goes off. I eat a bit of cereal and get dressed for work. I look over at the locked door. There is no sound out there, but this door had been thought about so much in my dream. I was a little afraid to go out and go to work.