ElizaLS

I was at a camp called McKeever, and we were going into the dining hall. Something prompted me to do an RC, and I did, disbelieving that I was dreaming, but I thought my nose was open the first time. Then it did work, and I ran inside the dining hall and attempted to put myself through a wall. It didn’t work. I tried to put my finger through the wall, and it broke it (not my finger). The McKeever staff got mad because of this, and they sent out people to kill us. I almost woke up here, but I rubbed my hands together and didn’t. Us and some other teacher ran up a trail, but she saw the evil people there and ran us up another, but they were there, too. So she muttered something and said for us to go off in different directions. I was scared, because there were hooded evil people everywhere. So I ran up to one and yelled, “You’re not real!” The thing seemed unfazed. I repeated it, and had the same unpleasing result. Finally, I pointed at it and screamed, “Your hand is… broken!” The thing hung its head and began to cry.

My dream:
I was eating cornflakes standing up. I kept seeing bugs, like large moths, in it. End of story.

Well now, another lucid.


Oct. 25, 2011
I was following the dream plot for a while. I was on a school trip with some random people, and some others were trying to kill us. I don't remember much of that bit, except the place we were staying was all brown, and I wanted to wake up at one point. But then, I decided to take control of my dream, since I was, after all, lucid. I dove out a window headfirst and floated/glided to the ground, where I tumbled around and emerged muddy. I laughed, got up, and rubbed my hands together. They felt amazingly realistic- dusty and smooth. I marveled at how real everything looked. I was in someone’s garden. Then I leapt up and floated for another moment, and came upon a street sign leading into a brambly path saying “East End Avenue.” So I went in and ran, trying to bend air as I went and failing-ish. I followed the path all the way behind someone’s house, and they saw me. I tried to casually walk back, and they walked past me, and I said “Sorry about that, I was just-“ to a teenage boy, but he ignored me. Someone (there was a basketball court near their house) then commented, “I wish it wasn’t raining,” because it was drizzling, so I yelled, “Make it stop raining!” Unfortunately, it began pouring. I giggled and saw a bush with oranges that were slightly green, and I yelled, “Look! Real California oranges!” even though I wasn’t in California. Then I woke up.

Oct. 22, 2011-
I was on a virtual pet site called Chicken Smoothie (it's real) with my friend Abby, and we were looking at possible Halloween adoptables on my desktop computer. One of them was something from an anime Abby liked. It was basically a matrix of pink squares with mold-like stuff on them. Under it, it said that you could grow a house and pets on it. Then Abby went over to my sister’s laptop, which was on a desk and connected to a monitor, and turned it on. I told her she wouldn’t be able to log in, but she did, and there was a Word document on it where she was frantically typing something in.
Then I woke up and realized that laptops are not connected to monitors.

Oct. 21, 2011-
Dream 1-
I was in the library with a bunch of kids. There had been a sign outside that has said something like, “If you don’t want to read, feel free to take a nap instead.” One of the librarians decided to show me and the kids the children’s rooms, which had beds and a bunch of stuffed animals in them. I forget one, but the other had some stuffed animals sitting in a circle, one of which I had a sentimental relationship with, and it was holding a small doll with numbers (two and three?) on it. I think it was the doll I had the sentimental relationship with, and I kept trying to hug it. Then, the librarian asked me if I wanted to see my room, and I said yes. One of the kids asked how come I got to have my own room in the library, and I thought but didn’t say that it was because my mom helped build it. My room was painted dark blue, with “I believe in magic” and some magic-related thing painted below it. It had a bunch of trees with shiny glowing yellow lights, like fireflies, on the wall. Abby then saw something and said, “we should save the spiders!” Turns out the spiders were two actual spiders coming out from a tree. I have no idea how this was possible, as the trees were painted on a wall.

Dream 2-
I was back in time, in my fifth grade class. Kids were cutting giant pieces of cardboard. My teacher was saying that once we were ready for class to start to raise our hands, which a lot of kids didn’t. I did, though. Then I saw a girl from my current school sitting next to me, and I hugged her and asked why she was here. She said she was only visiting.

Dream 3-
This dream was back in the library. Maybe it was a continuation of Dream 1. But anyway, this evil person had something called “InstaFreeze,” and would spray it on someone to freeze them. It looked like a computer game when she did so. There were a bunch of light blue squares in a grid, then lines went through them and crystals began to appear. As the person froze, yellow sparks would appear on the crystals, which caused me intense empathetic pain. I tried to close my eyes, but they were still there. Then she froze me, and I saw the same thing, but it didn’t hurt at all.

Dream 4-
My mom pulled into a parking lot and left me and my autistic sister there in the car as she went to get something. The parking lot attendant was in charge of us. Mom had been teaching my sister and I to write (we were both really young) and the attendant asked to see what we were writing. I showed her mine and my sister’s and she asked to play with us. We played, and I didn’t tell her my sister was autistic because Mom told me not to.