Covlad96's Road to Lucid Dreaming

Dream 1

I am riding a huge motorbike in my dream down a very long road close to my house. I think to myself, 'Why am I riding a motorbike, I don't drive motorbikes especially big motorbikes like this. It must be a dream!' I don't fancy taking my hands off the handlebars to do a reality check I'm pretty sure its a lucid dream. My goal is to go to space but I think it looks like a hell lot of fun driving this thing. I decide to go faster, I pull the throttle and the speed increases, I can feel the weight of the bike as I'm driving, it was very heavy, when I turned a slight bit it felt like I was going to fall. I think 'This bike must be a Ducatti' I don't know whay I thought that as I know nothing about bikes. I carry on riding and I hear the sound of another bike behind me. I assume this is my friend as he has a bike. I think it would be quite fun to ride together and maybe have a race. I turn the bike sideways on the road so no cars can get past me. I wait to see who it was. It wasn't my friend. I lose awareness.

Dream 2

There is this type of runway for people with hand gliders to take off on and fly over the jungle. I run off it with about twenty people and start flying all over the top of this jungle, enjoying myself thoroughly. I then land and I go to my family, they are sitting in an outside cafe around a table. I say to them "Watch me, on the hand glider, I will fly over the top of you!" I run off back to the runway and once again I go to take off with various people. Everyone started running and I wasn't, the person in front of me still hadn't strapped himself in and neither had I. I think I will be safe. We take off and the person in front, begins to strap himself in. Oh no, I start fumbling about trying to get hold of the straps but I couldn't get it round me at the speed I was going. I think I may possibly die. I start falling, then I realize I can fly. I begin to fly, I fly over the jungle then instead of flying over my family with the hand glider I do it with nothing. I can't remember if they were impressed or not.

I am then with my family at this other restaurant, across the street I see Walt from Breaking Bad standing by a wall. He starts talking to us. He then begins to tell us about a dream he recently had. In the dream my brother was an expert dream analyzer. My brother then tells him to repeat part of the dream, he does so and my brother announces he has 5 minutes to live. Then my sisters teddy bear flies across out of nowhere and lands on her. I say "everyone thinks this teddy bear isn't alive, it definitely is." My granddad agrees with me. Then Walt just drops dead on the spot. I have to get out of there I run.

I am in someones back garden, there is metal fencing surrounding me. Jessie from Breaking Bad has now come to save me, the cops are after me. We begin scaling over the fences and trying to escape. Then we see Walt, he is carrying a bag, he has grown hair like at the start of the recent Breaking Bad. What? How is he alive, I seen him die? I wake up.

I go toilet in real life and I go back to sleep... the dream continues.

I am in Mexico, the police are still after me. I see a McDonalds, its not like the ones we have in England. It was on a street corner and there was one table inside you had to sit outside. I had to hide in there I think. I walk up to the stand, I feel like I don't fit in and the police will instantly recognize its me if they see me. "One large Big Mac meal" I say. "Oh, and can I sit inside?" I ask.
"Of course" she replies. I collect my meal and go to sit at the only table. There is a young Mexican boy already sitting there. He looks about 12. "Mind if I sit here?" I ask.
"No, no" he says. He looks kind of happy I'm sitting here. He now has someone to talk to. I explain to him that the police are after me and that to never trust the police. I look up out the window and I see policemen searching the streets. Shit. I jump out my seat, get down in the building behind the window. One policemen is standing right at the entrance to the McDonalds and another is harassing a man and his son right outside the window. The son who is about 15 notices me and recognizes me. I put my finger on my lips to signal him to be quiet. I knew that was no use, he was going to snitch. "IN HERE!" I hear a shout. Little prick. I pull out my Desert Eagle. The first man storms in, I kill him. I take out two more. I can hear one inside the restaurant. He was standing by a doorway to the staff area. I take him down and pull out my phone. I open up SnapChat, I begin to video. I put the gun to his head and BANG! I think he's dead. Until on further inspection he isn't, I can see him squirming in pain "AY! HOW COME HES NOT DEAD!" I shout. I shoot him once again, then I put it to his temple and shoot again. "I NEED TO PUT HIM OUT HIS PAIN!" I wake up.

I write this section in my dream journal and go back to sleep... the dream continues.

I am in a shopping mall, I see an old man with a walking stick come in. He looks frail and weak. I notice he has a bob strapped to his arm, then I see him stand next to the boy earlier from McDonalds. NO. "RUUUUUNNN!" I shout to the boy. He begins to run a bit and the man blows himself up. It was only a small explosion only enough to kill himself and no one else. Then the police hear this and begin chasing us. I grab the boy and make him follow us. 3 police men chase after us. We are running up some stairs and they are catching up with us. I disarm one and tell them to get on the floor. The one I disarmed was a more experienced police officer. The other two had only just begun and were 'Level Ones' they lie on the floor begging for their life.