lucid

Right, I had a fragment last night, a full dream and a lucid. I could have remembered more on the fragment, but it was a false awakening. And it went undetected until the morning when I was shocked to see my DJ empty. D:

The fragment was me, at nursery with other people my age. Just to let you know, I'm not in nursery any more

The most I could remember of any fragment was this... I was in a shop, and I recalled being in the shop many times before. In reality, I have never been. I remember remembering the Christmas decorations being up all year round, except in December. I looked at some hats, and there were the funkiest hats ever... The hat was a dress, and at the top, instead of a bobble was a small body and a head. At the bottom, attached to the head were feet... The feet were round, and they snapped open. If you put your hair inside, you would have pigtails and a doll sitting on top of your head. This has been copyrighted by me in my dreams. I have dates and blogs on my side if you try to steal the idea. :3 Well anyway, I wanted them, but I thought it was too expensive, and it was too small for me. D:

Anyway, onto the lucid. I was at my dad's house, waiting for my dad to come and pick me up. Everywhere, there was grass, and it even grew on the roads. There were rainbows in the air and everybody was happy. The houses were just hills. My dad came, not in his normal taxi but in a handsome carriage (Google if you like)! I got in, and became lucid. I couldn't get out because he was going so fast, so I decided it was impossible for me to teleport. I decided I wanted to fly, and I saw a hill in front of us. I asked dad how fast we could go, and he shouted back, 'Let's find out!' He made the horses go really fast and everything was almost a blur, and I felt myself flying. I thought I was flying, but then we landed at the top of the hill. This hill was different, behind it there was a cobbled ground and lots of people begging for money. I reached into my bag to find that it was full of chocolate coins, so I threw them to the people and they all started singing. Not too long later, I woke up!

Happy Dreaming

In this dream, I was on a ship, and I don't know why but I think it was to Australia. The ship was pretty big, probably a ferry, but I only went into a few rooms, which were the bedroom, a classroom (I'm not sure what this room was but it was about the size of my living room, but there was no carpet. At the back there was a shelf of books and there was one window. Everything seemed pretty dark. There was a sofa, which as the dream went on turned into a platform about 10cm tall, with a handle and wheels on the bottom. The books on the shelves never fell down, and the platform/sofa never moved), and the library. I also recall details of the corridoors, they had a green and blue stripy carpet, and brick walls... Odd for a ship, but then again, I go to a lot of buildings which have bare brick walls.

I have not got a clue what order all this information comes in. I'm going to guess that this dream starts with me in the bedroom. I was next to my mum in a sleeping bag. The bedroom is just a corridoor, but there's only one entrance, and that's at the end of the room. I'm slightly closer to the side of the room with the door than the side of the room without it. I'd say the room slept around ten people. It must have been quite early in the morning, because nobody else was awake yet. Mum stirred, but that was about it. So, I walked along the wall trying not to wake everybody else up. The door at the end was quite heavy, but it opened outwards, so I was able to put all my weight on it, and it didn't touch the person next to the door.

I walked through to the classroom. The classroom was less dark than later on, probably because the floor was light brown at this point. I sat down next to a flower pot, then somebody else came in. It was a man, and he must have been about twenty five. He had black, short hair. He sat on the other side of the flowerpot. (Oh, you might want to know... I'm only fourteen ) He said, 'Felicity, where are your classmates?' I told him that I didn't have a clue. At that moment, one other girl and two boys came into the classroom, with a woman. We sat around and talked, and played twister for a while.

Not sure when I got here, but I remember being on the deck. The sky was blue, but turning grey, and the ship was starting to be thrown about a bit. I turned around, to head back inside. I didn't get splashed or wet. I ran back down, and on the way to the classroom, I passed the bedroom and got stopped by mum. I think she said something to me, like 'Don't forget to go to the toilet if you need to!' Which seemed normal at the moment. She went back into the bedroom, but I went back to the classroom, where there was the man, the lady and the girl, who by now was my friend.

The classroom seemed to be getting thrown about more than the rest of the ship had been when I was running through, though. I think we were locked in, but we weren't panicing, so we might just have been wanting to stay in the room.

At some point, the ship docked. We had docked at France, but I only knew that because there was a small green sign post saying 'Welcome to France!' in English... We just seemed to dock onto a pier, that we probably weren't allowed to dock on. Everybody was getting off, and I was no exception. There were lots of homeless people around, and the girl I was friends with told me that they were stealing from everybody. The woman from the classroom was running past, holding her handbag at the opening to keep it shut and holding her coat closed too. A lot of the homeless people seemed to be chasing her. I said hello to most of the homeless people I passed, and they said hello back to me. They were nice to me.

We came up to a main road, where there was a traffic jam. I was walking past the stopped traffic, and then I decided to cross the road and go to the part of the beach that was not busy. My friend carried on walking, which was good, because I wanted to be on my own. (This is where it gets quite odd, because I know that I'm dreaming. But it doesn't really seem lucid... heh ) As I was walking down the beach, where it seemed like early morning again, I come across a girl about my age, an old woman and a young man, walking towards me. The girl my age was wearing a blue dress and a white cardigan, and she had sandals on her feet. The old lady was wearing no shoes, but a long lilac skirt and long t-shirt. She had her hair in a headband. The man was wearing an orange and yellow robe. This sounds quite odd, but I believe in angels and I knew for sure that these were my guardians. :3 The first thing I thought to do was ask their names. They told me their names and I wrote them down on a sheet of paper. The young angel of my age said, 'You're dreaming! There's no way you can take that back home with you.'
To which I replied, 'I know. But I will remember your names if I write them down.'
I continued copying down their names for a while, when somebody tapped my shoulder. It was a lady I recognised from the ship. My angels were gone. I asked her what happened to make the ship shake that much, and she told me it was because there was a plane crash in the water. She pointed into the difference, then told me that there were lots of stories floating about, and any of them could be true (The number 526 comes to mind ). I could see a large plume of dark grey smoke, and at the bottom a blotch of red.

By now I forgot that I was dreaming, and all about the angels. I can't remember their names, but the girl my age's name had a first letter S, and there was a total of four or five letters in her name. The old woman's name began with A, ended with Maso, and had between three and five letters in between. The man's name had five or six letters in.

I Continued talking to the lady from my ship. She said that she was in the part of the ship where the cars were parked, and said it was dreadful to watch the cars crash into each other the way they did. She said that the classroom was not just an ordinary room, but more of a room inside a room, like a box would fit inside a slightly bigger box, which is why the classroom was moving so much. I started imagining the scene in the car park. I must have been thinking about it too hard and ended up there. I went through the ship, and back to the classroom. I could now see that the room was inside another. I carried on through the ship, up to the library.

Not sure how this part fits in with the story, or if it even fits in at all. I was cycling to get some bread, because the ship was docked somewhere else. The ship had docked in some trees, next to a path. There was a small river running by too, probably because of the way the ship had docked. On the way back to the ship, I passed Sub (Around forty, but acts like a child I know him in real life, and sub is just his nickname). He waved at me, and I waved back. He was sitting on a bench at the top of a small decline, and at the bottom of the decline was the path that the ship was docked next to. I started to cycle down the hill, then ended up going over a crocodile. The crocodile ran into the bushes, but I was so shocked, that i tried to cycle up the hill on my bike. It wasn't going fast enough so I started panicing and screaming and scrambling up the hill. (Quite an over the top reaction, considering the fact that I'm not actually afraid of crocodiles... Probably because it was dark. )

I told Sub what had happened, and he gave me some sweets. My brother was walking up the hill, like he had just come out of the ship. He was holding a packet of crisps, told me to get a life and took my bike back into the Ship for me. I followed him in.

(Oohhhh this is becoming such a pain to write....)

Right, now I started to head for the library. I opened the door to a short wall of books and boxes. I asked the librarian what they were for, and she said it was just to keep bad people out. She told me to just hop over, so I did. The room was about the size and shape of the classroom, but there was a door at the other side of the room, too. It had large glass panels on. There was a desk in here, and a lot of bookcases filled with books. I looked through them whilst having a conversation about the aeroplane with her. I got a book out, which had a red cover. I didn't have to get it stamped or anything. I just left.

(There was probably a little more to this dream, but I can't remember anything else except feelings, of coldness and then freedom )