non-lucid

Sadly...nothing to report haha I wish was better at recalling my dreams.

My goal tonight: recall my dream so I can get on with the show

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I am taxi driver or something. I think there are three of us that are friends and as such sort of driving in line with a little space in between. The two other guys stop at like a café somewhere. I go back to find them. One of their cars gets stolen, but I, we, take it rather lightly. When we leave the café, the narrator is an author of a popular thriller saga, announcing that his little campaign has concluded, where people could recommend alternate ways in which to gruesomely yet effectively kill someone, and that he now knows a way that is “stupidly effective”.

Pat and Adam and one other person are signing up for some support the children charity thing or something like that and i wander a little ways off. I come back and think I should sign up too, because that’s what a good friend would do. I go to the desk to sign up, and pat and Adam and the other guy are there, and I see them looking at a magazine that has women in it but they aren’t naked, and i hear one of them say “man normally id be seeing women without clothes right now,” and then I hear one of them say “yeah normally id be playing fallout 3 right now.” As I’m trying to sign up, the man behind the counter walks off to my left and I try to get his attention but someone yells “dodge ball!” and I’m instantly hit in the face with a water balloon, and I can’t see. I wander around for a bit, then someone is directing me. After a few seconds I realize we’re going in the wrong direction so i try to pull away. I open my eyes to see a field and the one man, I try to get out of his grip by pulling his hands off of mine, by hitting him in the face, then by biting him on the nose. When I bite his nose, it falls apart. I pull at the hole and his entire face crumbles away to reveal a stereotypical alien. I am in a giant cell. Everything zooms out and I see the whole prison. It’s a large, square, gray building with a single entrance and exit. There are a lot of cells all facing inwards and massive guards standing on either side of some of the cells. I am on an upper floor. I think to myself, “all the other prisoners are trapped in here, just waiting for someone to rescue them, but I’m awesome, and I’m going to break out. I think to myself “This is an epic dream, I should write in my dream journal now so I don’t forget it. It will also be good because it will keep me calm for all of the work I have to do now. I start to write, and as I’m writing I throw a dart and hit something exactly where I wanted to, then I jump and run up a wall in my cell, and the next thing I know, pat and Adam are leading me down a road back towards the camp. I keep hearing “the road where nothing goes” in a blurry voice. Everything is really trippy. When I look around, everything goes by in a blur. I keep trying to focus on things but everything is distorted. I’m in a third person perspective now, and i see and hear Adam and pat talking to someone else, and they’re saying “yeah we found him in the field but the idiot just keeps trying to wander down that road where nothing goes” Everything’s blurry again and I’m not sure exactly what happens but I remember hearing sex is awesome when you’re high, then I wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

2:40 GMT

Selling grandma’s house
I’m at my grandma’s house with my mom. It is completely empty and I’m telling my mom how I never before noticed the place is actually nice, when it’s empty – no longer crammed with furniture, it let’s light in and has lots of space. We’re doing a last tour to all rooms just to check if everything is ok. A lady is coming to see the house and then I realise it is for sale. I find a paper on the wall, near the fax machine (didn’t know there was one...) and I take it, just when my mom is opening the door to the lady.

Walking through memories
Walking by the neighbourhood of my childhood’s best friend. It looks under construction as it was then in the past and not as it looks nowadays. An old colleague from school is walking with me and we’re both going through our memories. From the end of this neighbourhood we pass into the backs of our old school. I recall it was the place for kids to make out and we do find a couple there half hidden by the grass and we smile. He also recalls some guys who did drugs also met on this place but that I never saw. As we keep going we pass by some gardened area where we used to run through on our physical education classes. But there’s a lot of new trees making the path a bit more dark than it used to be. I see some figures going down that path and I feel curious and go after them. My colleague is left behind.

Golden Buddhas
At the end of this path I find a building, the door is half open and there are people standing there, people arriving and trying to go inside and I peak and see lots of people sitting there. I see monks and realise it’s a Buddhist group listening to some teachings from their guru. I don’t recognize him and it all seems a bit fishy to me, but I try not to judge before knowing them, so I also try to find a seat. But just when I’m about to sit, it ends and the teacher gets up and heads to the exit. People are bowing down at his passage and I sneak outside where there is a table with some Buddhist relics and sacred objects for people to admire. I just get in there when they are scolding a lady who tried to steal some object by hiding it on her coat. Then I go back to the garden and no longer it looks dark but instead it is very bright and I see many many big golden Buddhas statues. Some are floating in the air above our heads and I pass under one and touch the lotus flower on which a Buddha is sitting. I get an amazing feeling I can’t really describe, like I’m floating on air or dissolving into the air.

Japanese artist
Then I see some Japanese banners waving with the wind and go check it out. I meet a girl who paints canvas and banners with traditional Japanese paintings. She is selling her work on some corner enclosed by hedges. Her cheaper painting costs 20 EUR. I tell her I love her work but I have no money with me. Then we start talking and I notice she is Japanese-looking although she tells she never actually been to Japan. I tell her I did and she says “How lucky of you!” I ask why she never been there and she says it’s the land of her ancestors and she plans to go one day, but she is always travelling everywhere but there. She tells me she even travelled on a Japanese boat with a Japanese crew once for some reason, but never put a foot in Japan. Then she tells me (and I see it through her eyes) about her adventures on that boat. The crew was all men and one day she entered some room where they were doing some heavy work and could not leave and she caught one or two peeing to bottles, because they could not even go to the toilet. She was so embarrassed and the men were laughing at her and tell her to come in. After a few days she was already so adapted and relaxed she even took some provocative pictures like one in which she was doing fellatio to some phallic shaped pipe.

6:00 GMT

A chase and goths
Inside some house, on what seems to be the office room. I m looking through the window and I see a couple. I recognize Sandra but don’t know the guy. For some reason they are coming inside the house looking for me and I want to hide, so I run to the toilet and lock myself there. They are trying to break in, so I escape through a window and go to the rooftop and from there I jump to the middle of a street. The street is filled with boxes and bags with groceries and I decide to hide behind it and pick up some food – some bread, juice and so on – to take with me, because apparently I’m planning to go on a long trip. But they come at the window and they see me. I run and I hide on some large building, like an abandoned slaughterhouse. They keep chasing me and I have to climb through some ropes and a few more stunts to get to a second floor. Here I find some offices and hide in one, trying to lock the door behind me. But some group of Goths come inside to do something. One guy in the group wants to help me so he makes me lay down on some kind of hospital bed that they take outside. I’m covered by a sheet, but I am totally sure this won’t work so I jump out of it and decide to just run. The gothic guy help me escape through a window. Outside there are stands – some kind of fair – with gothic, anime and fetishist stuff. But not all the Goths are willing to help me and some I encounter actually try to grab me, so I fly up.

8:00 GMT

More lucid meditation
Something made me feel horny in my dream and I decided to wake up and trying to use it with my BF. I had before talked to him and joked about trying to do it. So I wake up in my bed, he is by my side and I start ... you know... calling him into action. He is so surprised and I’m explaining to him that I’m bringing the horniness from a dream I was having, when I notice that something is not quite right and I realise I’m still dreaming. Then I’m left with the decision to either enjoy the lucid dream or to wake up for real and try again what I was trying to do before. But I didn’t care so much for the horniness anymore and I decided to stay dreaming and do my “homework”.
I cross a wall hoping to cross to some other dream scenario that is a nice place to meditate and I find myself on some porch. There are some kids playing nearby but in general looks good, so I sit down and start doing my visualization and repeating a mantra. It’s all going pretty well, for maybe a minute. I’m struggling not to be distracted by the kids who are now just by my side, when a third kid comes from my left and pinches me. I try not to react, but he tickles me and starts to really hurt me. I guess my “feel no pain” training is not yet 100% working. I am about to resort to violence and send some energy blast to knock them down, but I decide not to give in to that violence – it would totally ruin my efforts to calm down the mind and they would win! So I fly away to the rooftop of a huge tower nearby and decide to sit there, but the vicious kid is still after me. He climbs some metallic ladders on the side of the building to reach me and I detach it from the wall and he falls down what seems to be 100 floors. Now I’m going to sit calmly, but the tower starts to shake and swing and I am about to fall from it. Can’t stay there and so I fly down to some other rooftop and cross another wall in search of a new scenario. I pass by two or three places – a nightscape, some place with stones on the ground, etc – until I find myself in a very comfy room with dim lights, a girl sitting on the floor and another sitting on a sofa, very quiet. I ask them if I can stay there and meditate and they say “Sure! Can we join you?” Fantastic! So I also sit on the sofa and I do once again my visualization and repeat my mantras. This time I think I manage to hold it for a few minutes. Then dream starts to fade but I hold on and continue on it, this time sitting on the floor. In front of me, leaning against the wall, is a big rectangular mirror and I decide to meditate looking at it. I see my reflection. I’m dressed in beige trousers and top but with lots of skin showing. I look a bit chubby, but not ridiculously. It doesn’t disturb me. I keep repeating my mantras, visualizing the Buddha in my heart centre, radiating light and all goes well for a few more minutes. I notice through the reflection on the mirror that more people are coming inside the room and sitting on the floor. I almost wake up again, but when the dream is strong again I am now turned to the centre of the room and see this dozens of people sitting on cushions. They are all looking towards a lady guru at the end of the room. But she doesn’t inspire me confidence. She has a table full of crystals and she says “So, today we have someone special among us!” They all look at me. Then she adds “Not that you are not all special, but you know what I mean!” I have now stopped my meditation and think about leaving this place to but at same time I am curious to see what she is going to say next. She is coming in my direction with some necklace made with lots of different coloured crystals and then I notice my BF just appeared by my side and he’s looking at me like “What is this BS?” I smile and tell him we should leave. Since we’re just against the wall, we cross it and we’re outside in some garden. It’s raining. The garden is lovely, but then I see two rows of dog shelters and decide to check it out. I thought I would find big guard dogs but instead I find tiny cute pedigreed dogs. They are chained to their shelters and the shelters don’t protect them from the rain, so they are all wet and looking miserable. I feel they are there for the entertainment of rich people who own this place, but their care is totally neglected. I mean, they have food and shitty shelter, but they are totally sad, lonely and scared. I start with first little one, cuddling him and doing some reiki and he shows so much love and thankfulness. I cry. I want to do it to all of them, but they are so many! I feel the dream fading and I wish that all animals who are going through similar suffering may always feel loved and happy, no matter what circumstances they are. Then when I’m about to drop out from the dream I have a vision of the caretaker caught in a moment of truth confessing that he beats up the dogs whenever he takes food to tem. I comment with my BF how hideous is that people like him are always getting these jobs.

9:00 GMT

These dreams are from yesterday, Monday Dec 8.

Time Traveler
Clarity: 6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I time travel back to the 80's, and want to go to a bar, but realize my ID won't be any good. But I figure I probably won't get carded anyways. In order to get downtown, I have to cross a bridge on a street that gets shut down at night due to two warring street gangs.

I pass a bar full of crackhead on the patio, then enter into the dark zone. As I approach the bridge, two gang members on a motor bike speed up to me and tie strings around my thighs. They are painfully tight and cut off my circulation. I untie them and cross to the other side where I'm accosted by the other gang.

My legs still hurt, and I look down to find more strings tied around my thighs. But as I take them off, they are actually belts that look to be made out of rat skin, with the fur all tattered and falling off. The other gang says they do that.

There is a sub plot about a girl and a guy who are a couple, but they are from different times. They guy went back in time and the girl is too young. But even in their right times, the age difference is too much for them to be together. No matter how I try to reason it out, it just doesn't make sense. Time travel can be confusing sometimes.

-I see an old guy going down the street on a dilapidated old tractor/lawn mower with wobbly wheels, that was a time machine. I had a time travel adventure with that guy. He says it's the anniversary of our time travel trip, and he's retracing our journey in a sort of pilgrimage.

He mentions they did a documentary on our trip, and I ask if the scientific community has come to accept time travel as real. He says there is still lots of debate, but the movie was very popular. I'm thrilled to be a part of history. We talk about our time travel journey, and who was with us, which included Andrew and Albert. Also the paradox girl from the first part of the dream, who is walking with us.

We walk to Canada's Wonderland, go to a bar, and the time travel girl buys me a beer since I can't find my wallet. We go into a cake store where I find out all the cake is free, and I pig out, trying all sorts of fancy cakes.

VR Journey
Clarity: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm taking a cross country trip with some friends, but along the way we are shooting virtual reality baddies with toy guns. We take the chips from our original guns, and put them in better toy guns for improved fire power.

After my trip, my brother is making a similar trip, to compete in the same tournament I had previously won. He asks me for tips, and I try to fix his guns so they are as strong as the blasters we had. He has a gatling gun that isn't working right, and I tweak it so it shoots large explosions super fast. But it just didn't have the same power as when I did it before, and I can't figure out why.

We make it to the final level, a large laser tag arena. Only problem is the opposing team has real guns. I try to convince my brother's team to leave, but they don't want to give up. Our only option now is to win the game before the other team. They figure since I've been here before and know the way, I can lead them to victory. So I launch down a hall that looks familiar, but we get lost. Nothing looks familiar like the last time, and I have to conclude that they've changed the maze since I was here last.

I cant remember anything. I woke up numerous times but i was to tired to write anything down and forgot it all. But i do remember some little girl yelling something at me but thats about it.

Last night i tried to lucid dream using WILD but it didnt work out to well.
Things i did wrong
1. Didnt wake up at the right time
2. Woke up to many times
3. Wasnt relaxed or even close to being prepared

Things ill do tonight
1. Make sure my alarm is set for the right time
2. Try to stay relaxed
3. Be prepared
4. try not to wake up as much

Hopefully i can at least get the routine down tonight.

I was shooting a short commercial with Cheri Oteri and I add libbed a bit of what it should have been like. It involed me approaching her and trying to talk with her. The catch was I was supposed to have an awkward moment and completely turn it around like those candy bar commercials. After the first take, we took a break and I shook her hand and told her that I was a big fan of her work. I guess she thought that I didn't recognize her or something, because when I finally told her, her eyes lit up and she became so happy that she started crying. We took a break over at some chairs, and this lady started going over the entire scene that was updated with the bit I had thrown in.

Fragments: Bus Song
I'm on the bus with my grandparents. Some stringed instrument starts playing, and I can't pinpoint where it's coming from. Ambrose begins to play a home made water pipe flute thing, and my grandmother begins to sing in a high falsetto. It's an amazing song.

As we get off the bus, I notice a jar of pickled eggs underneath my seat.

I was trying to remember the guitar part when I woke because it was such a good song, then it came to me. The song was basically "Little Lion Man". The guitar was a little different, the pipes too, and the singing was way different, but it was basically the same song.

Professor Bitchface
Clarity: 3/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in a University class that is just ending, and the professor is a total strict bitch. She mentions that she's been divorced 4 times, and three of those were because she saw her husband's published writing, meaning she was very strict and picky when it comes to the papers we hand in.

She gives out a homework assignment, which she writes on the board, and I figure I had better write it down. But she erases it before I get a chance to. The chalk boards are full of notes that she erases before anyone can copy them. What a bitch.

We leave class and discuss that teacher in the hall. Everyone is worried about handing in our papers, except for me, being confident in my writing skills.

-We're all in a virtual reality program, and students are manipulating the game's reality for physics projects. They all log out and disappear, except for two professors who are plotting evil deeds.

Non lucid, but I did become momentarily aware at one point.

The first part I remember is being at some conference. I was trying to use a rifle embedded in my laptop to snipe one of the members of the conference sitting across from me. He saw the attempt and raised a blast shield. Everyone fled and my attempt was foiled. I had no idea why I wanted to shoot him, but it might have been from an earlier unremembered portion of the dream. Later on, I was speaking with a female DC in a store. It was late at night so everyone migrated to upstairs to sleep which resembled a Japanese villa. It was pretty high up and had a good view of the surrounding forested area. I actually sat down with the DC i was talking to earlier and played a round of coop starcraft with her. We both played as Zerg, but she had no idea what she was doing. Eventually we both quit and she got into her bed for the night. Feeling a little bold I slipped in with her (wasn't aware or lucid). We adjusted positions a few times and she ended up with her head on my chest and arm around me. I just lied there for awhile savoring the feeling aware that my heart rate was increasing and my breath was getting heavier. She stated this and I noticed hers was too. We started to uhh.. get busy when it suddenly occurred to me that I might be dreaming. Now here's the funny part, I consciously made a decision not to go lucid and to just roll with the dream because it was getting pretty awesome. But about a minute later, I had a false awakening. The room I was in was the same, but it was empty with just me in the bed. A thought crossed my mind to do an RC but I felt too tired to move and... didn't. The dream continued as I got up looking around for the DC girl from earlier. I never found her though I saw a few other DC's in the house. Eventually, I woke up.

Totally kicking myself for the missed opportunity to go lucid after the false awakening! Still, much better dream over my last night's

It was so cold my fire alarm went off during the night. It was short beeps and I was half asleep (4am) and I was RCing like crazy thinking i'd had a FA.

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm walking down the high street with my mum. She's in a hurry for some reason, trying to find where she parked the car. I stroll along behind her, and notice that the nearby church stained glass windows are really pretty and colourful. A group of boys I know walk past. As they do, they say something. I hurry on, not in the mood to pick a fight.

Plans

I'm going to my mums flat when I notice an older lady walking into it. I narrow my eyes and decide to see what she's up to. As soon as I get inside, a tall woman with long dark hair, probably early twenties, walks in and tells me that she's keeping an eye on the situation. I don't know what it is, but I trust her. Then she goes and takes a shower. I stare at the door, listening to the water turning on, and wonder why she's chosen this exact moment to shower.

Somehow I'm looking through the older womans eyes. She knows there's someone in the shower and she needs to hurry up. She grabs a brown bowl and goes over to the window. It's very important to the mission to break this brown bowl. She's a spy. She drops the bowl out of the window and watches it shatter to pieces, then hurries off.

I'm myself again, and I panicing quite a bit. The phone rings from the side, and I go and answer it. It's my mum, I tell her what happened and she sternly tells me to stay where I am because she's coming up. I try to hangup, but as I push the button, it caves in. All I can hear is white noise coming from the phone. "Shit..." I mutter as I try to switch it off.

Then I woke up because of the alarm.

Not quite sure what my other dream is. In my notes it says "swim skirt condom twins reconstruct water". It sounds like I had a threesome, I know, but I didn't I just can't remember what "skirt" and "condom" is. I'll type up what I remember. From now on I'll make sure my notes are clearer.

I'm in a white, humid room, which I remember is in the place of the music room. There's dry land all around, and me and a group of people I can't quite see are looking around. For some reason we feel disappointment and regret. I decide to reconstruct the room. Holding out my hands, I lift them up and dirt comes up with them. I make scraping motions and make ledges and steps. Then I fill the room with water. The next part is blank. I have the feeling I was called out and shouted at a few people then went back through.

I've just came back into my water room, when two blonde twins grab me and drag me under water. I hit the bottom and struggle to get up but they pin me down. "Find the money" one of them says through the water, "and we'll let you go." Where could it be? As if responding to the thought, I swim round to the back of one of the twins and pull his shirt up. There! I grap a note and hold it out, then swim desperatley to the surface. I grab hold of a ledge and pull myself onto it. I sit calmly and watch people enjoy my water room, but the regret is still there.

The memory is on the edge of my mind but I just can't remember. If I do I'll edit

Here's what I do remember from last night's imaginary ventures:

1. There were twisters... In a house. Apparently they were lethal enough to kill since everybody hid from them. Surprisingly it reminds me of one of the earliest memories I have. I saw little twisters flying all over my room and one of them had glasses and big bulging eyes. He spoke like the guy from unsolved mysteries and it made me scream (I believe this was from around age 2 or earlier, considering I was in a crib).

2. Some of the people from my public speaking class were there, though I can't quite remember what they were doing.

3. I met this mean woman. I believe she was my friend at first, but she ended up killing somebody and basically taking me as a secret hostage in her SUV. I remember this woman was distinctly African American, which is probably the first I imagined up. Either way, the police pulled us over and I discreetly managed to tell the elderly cop (also made up) that she had killed somebody and would probably kill me. He managed to arrest her and I was able to drive the vehicle... Somewhere. I guess it was home in my dream.

4. And then I remember pink stuffed animals. No idea what significance they held or why they were there...

And that's it. Last time I had a hard time remembering the last part of my dream, and this time I can't recall how it started out. But at least I'm remembering them.

In which I lose an expensive gun...

I'm in a field of tall wheat. It's an expanse of several acres, but out in the middle of the field are some low walls of stacked stone that mark property borders. I'm carrying a rifle and a heavy chrome semi-automatic with a scope. As I walk across the field, the rifle goes off accidentally and scares me. I jump in the air, and then sit down on the stone wall, thankful that the bullet didn't hit me. I examine the rifle and see that it is not loaded and that the safety is on, so I keep going. The rifle fires again, and this time I think that it must be possessed so I toss it away from me. It lands beside one of the stone walls. I keep walking until the grass is low and I'm standing on a hill looking down into a valley. I crawl on my hands and knees and peer over the hill at the deer below. I aim to shoot one, but at the last minute I change my mind. The deer are too pretty and I can't kill them.

I walk back to my father's cabin. When I get there he asks for his gun. I realize I've left it behind. I walk back through the field to the stone wall and pick up the rifle gingerly. It has a feature like a revolver in which it can be taken apart, so I dismantle the rifle so that it won't shoot at me again. I carry the pieces back to my father but he just tosses them in the dirt. He's angry. "This is your brother's cheap rifle!" he says. "Where is my semi?" Apparently the gun with the scope is worth several thousand dollars. I realize that I left it on the mound. I walk back across the field again and come to several mounds but I can't distinguish one from the other and I don't know which is the one where I left the gun. I look all over for it, but I can't find it. I feel like a loser.

PART LUCID LUCID NIGHTMARE FALSE AWAKENING
NOTE: Please read to the end, it gets alot more exciting when the nightmares come. If you have a short attention span just skip to the big red nighmare at the bottom.
This is my third lucid since joining dream views. I wasnt the most lucid Ive had but it was by far the most vivid.
I started off walking through a quiet part of a small town with a very warm climate. The whole dream had a pleasant, warm orange tone.Suddenly I realised I was dreaming. As the thought echoed through my mind a huge wave of vividity swept through intensifying everything around me. I didnt need to do a reality because I was sure it was a dream. All of my muscles and senses felt like I was really using them. Most importantly I felt like I was seeing through my eyes and not just my head. It was extremely vivid.I walked around in the town I created and in my excitement pulled a big smile at a nearby dream character. She was young and wearing a red jumper. She looked slightly confused but just smiled back at me.
I began to explain lucidity to her when suddenly some friends of mine appeared out of no-where. Sadly I hadnt thought about lucid goals for a while in waking life, so I just began to impress my friends with some lucid flying. They were slightly impressed but not as much as they would be in real life.
We then began to walk very quickly and ended up in a huge shopping center (mall). There were hundreds of people all moving around briskly so we carried on through the crowds and then we were in a school. (I had two more dreams about this school later on, but they are incredibly boring so I am not going to write them down)
I was about to think about my lucid goals when a teacher asked me to help him carry some tables. I lost lucidity slightly and gladly agreed to help him. I set the table down in the classroom he had specified and regained full lucidity! "Hmmm now, what was it I wanted to do? Ah yes, I wanted to get to the lucid crossroads" I thought. So I closed my eyes and when I opened them I was in a very dark nightmarish room just like the one I was in previously. It scared me so I closed my eyes again and opened them in my room.
I was convinced this was realitly. Just to be sure I did the nose plug reality check about eight times and it worked EVERY SINGLE TIME. I still didnt realise it was a dream. What a numskull. So I grabbed my dream journal and decided to write down my lucid. I began when for some reason my journal turned into a ping pong ball. "It's normal to write down dreams on ping pong balls" I thought. I repeatedly felt like I was asleep with my eyes open, which should have told me this was a false awakening but it didnt.
Next came some very odd visions. I wouldnt call them dreams because they had nothing to do with me. Be prepared, this may give you nightmares. I saw images of fat people waking up into the most horrible sleep paralysises I had ever seen. They were shaking violently and frothing at the mouth. They then appeared to become possessed. They let out horrible noises and their eyes went completely white before growing huge. They were experiencing a lot of pain and were shaking very much.

I then woke up for real.What was this? Was something trying to tell me something like you really do get possessed when experiencing SP? Also, I read that you can only dream about yourself. These people had nothing to do with me. Damn! I cant have a lucid without weird false awakenings!

I drove to the San fransisco golden gate bridge with my dad and our plan was to jump off the end of it. When we got theirnmy dad ran of the end of nit and I hesitated and broke down and started crying. I count do it. After I took a snow gonala upa mountain which took me to some bar where my friends were all watching a soccer game. I ended uP watching then the nex thing I new I was In a soccer game nd I wanted to do a goal kick butnthis kid kept stoping me from doin it cuz he said he was sposed to dp it so I started cheken him rely hard.