KarlaB18

Date of Dream: SUN 4 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 473 - Separated Sections

Dream 473 A - Finding More Practise
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in this completely unknown building but had this inkling feeling that 18-Volt could potentially join me in a later scene. With this feeling in mind, I went to locate a suitable elevator that 18-Volt could take me in for exposure practise. I did end up finding one but as much as I was trying to stay on some second floor, I was pulled down a flight of stairs without warning by a mysterious force.

Later on in the dream, I was at my house and my friend NN was over. For some reason though, I was doing stuff inside, cooking inside the kitchen as well as talking to my brother and NN was out in the backyard, so I was completely ignoring him. He must have been thinking what was the point of this visit? That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 473 B - Wrong Number Plate
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, there were Killester girls of various different year levels but then it was a year 12 Further Maths class. WB had this small bound reference with her, the pages were the size of post-it notes but then the number of pages was a ridiculous amount. She let me have the bound reference for a while so I could look at it. I was amazed that the majority of it was the notes I gave her for 2017 and she had annotated all over them; this made me really happy.

Then the teacher, Ms Gab. was giving everyone some work to do, including me. The questions she gave out, everyone could understand them but I couldn’t at all, so I couldn’t do any of them and rather hesitated, doing nothing. Ms Gabriel then called me over and said that there was something from my dad in regards to my notes. Then when she presented my bound book to me, she opened up the last page and there was a photo of the whole class, thanking me for what I had done for WB, EO, and many other students.

In the next scene, I was casually driving around the streets and checking out all the schools in the area. I drove past a lot of schools but I have forgotten what many of them were called. There was this one school called St. Stewart’s School. It was another all girls school, with students walking out; it seemed to be home time. Apparently, this school was really strict. There was an Indian male teacher that seemed to be giving one of the students a compliment and she bowed down to him. I discovered that whenever a teacher gave a compliment to a student, they had to bow.

A family was then heading out of the gates, a mum and a younger brother (in a different school uniform) who was there to pick up one of the girls. They came up to me, asking if they could drive my mum’s car to get them home. I came with them and as they got seated in the car, I realised that they would not be able to drive the car. I consciously realised that the number plate was supposed to be CCC 799 but rather, the number plate was something like DCC 798. So I went up to the window and in a somewhat calm, but also panicked tone, I told “You’re not allowed to drive this car as the number plates are incorrect”. I then told them to stay in the car though and wait while I found someone to come and assess the car.

I ended up walking into this random house and, suspicious of where I was, called in a whispering tone for 18-Volt. Although I was being quiet as I could, I came into the sitting room and saw my aunty on the couch, looking very angry towards me. She then shouts at me, “It’s 1:00 AM! We’re trying to rest!”. Bright, vivid daylight doesn’t look like 1:00 AM to me and so I stood up to her and said in an obnoxiously confident tone “Well sorry, I have stuff to do and this needs to be done”. I then left her and DB where they were and continued the search for 18-Volt.

I then realised that I actually had the potential to call for 18-Volt at a louder volume than I already was. I noticed though that as I went slightly louder, my throat became croaky… I realised I had to clear my throat before I continued. It took a bit of effort but it was successfully done. I now didn’t care what anyone else thought and calmly called for 18-Volt in just a speaking tone; I didn’t feel like I was yelling. So then I wandered around the rest of the house to resume my search.

I walked through the bathroom and called for 18-Volt but there was nothing. The next room I ended up in though was this huge, gigantic maze complex of change rooms like it was at a large clothing store, each room divided with elegant looking plum coloured curtain. So I call for 18-Volt from the start of the room and I hear a voice calling back to me, “Over here!”. I walked some more and then I called out again, and again he responded. It seemed that every time I called out, 18-Volt would respond with something short, so whenever I was lost, I just had to call out and follow the sound of his voice.

Finally, I was of the opinion that I had arrived at his change room but when I opened the curtain, no one was in there. I thought to myself, “But I swear I heard his voice coming from in here. Damn it… He must be in the next one”. So I went one more to the right and indeed 18-Volt was in there. He started off naked with realistic human texture, although he was wearing red underpants and also his glasses and headset but this time, I didn’t seem to mind the fact that he was naked… I subconsciously knew why the dream was located within these change rooms. I myself was wearing school summer dress.

As I came in, 18-Volt had his arms out, inviting me to come to him for a hug. This time, he only gave me a quick hug as he figured I wouldn’t be comfortable touching his naked body for too long. He then asked me, “Can you help me look for my singlet?”. So I went back outside his change room and now saw a rack full of clothes in front of it. I thought to myself that as well as getting his singlet, I was also going to get his jacket and pants. I sifted through all the singlets on the rack but didn’t come across any that I thought looked like his.

I went back in to tell 18-Volt I couldn’t find it and so he came out to look for it himself. As he was doing that, I snuck away to get 18-Volt’s jacket and pants (he wasn’t suspecting anything other than his singlet). There was now a sub-scene playing where 18-Volt was standing in the kitchen of the house (the dream showed him from behind) and was in his jacket and pants, meanwhile my voice going, “I can’t wait! He’s going to look so good”.

We were now back in the change room and he was in his singlet and denim shorts. He was carrying a pile of clothes in his hands when I came up to him and placed my hands onto each of his sides, leaning my body into him. I was aware that he was only in his singlet but I was so happy that he was doing all this dress up stuff just for me. Also, I felt like the hug at the start was almost nothing, so I felt like I needed another hug. It took a while but he ended up putting everything down and hugging me back; it was still a short hug but it was longer than the other one as well as being tight and snug, I felt better after he released me.

Then dream then showed 18-Volt just outside the change room complex in his jacket and pants, sitting on a bench to put his socks and shoes on. After that, his outfit was complete. The dream was now playing in third person mode, showing 18-Volt from behind, walking after me who was seen in the distance (once again in my school summer dress), now leading him outside the house and back to the car.

The mum, the girl and the boy were still in the car when I came up to them and apologised that they now had to get out of the car. They happily complied and so therefore, walked away and left the dream scene. 18-Volt then got in the car to inspect it, lifting down all the seats and dismantling every possible thing in there. Once he got back out, I showed him the back of the car, the license plate, and so then he confirmed and declared that the car was unfit to drive.

It was now a new dream scene which took place in my garage with the lights on. My mum’s car was parked in there and I was explaining to her about what was wrong with her car; my deceased grandfather was also there. I showed them the plate and now it wasn’t even the correct format of three letters and three numbers. Rather, it was something like 952 960. I had explained to them the seriousness of the issue that the number plate was not correct. Then the dream changed scenes again.

I was in the backyard of my old house with my brother, mum and my friend Jess. Some parts of the backyard were weirdly flooded like a swimming pool but we had fun playing these water related games on some sort of paddle boards. Later on, I made mention to Jess that my brother was going to off to some sort of university gathering and so for us to decide where we might like to go for lunch. Just like in real life, it was hard to decide.

The dream then showed me watching from the distance as my brother approach the building for his university gathering. None of the people in that scene were his friends from university in real life. Rather, there were all these girls and just by the expressions I could see on their faces, they weren’t very nice; they were bullying him and were bound to exclude him. I whispered, making a comment to myself that she was just as bad as someone I knew from high school.

For the last scene, I was in some sort of all and filming of the Bachelorette was talking place in there. I forgot what the first interruption was but I do remember that the host, Osher, wasn’t happy about it. Then after that group left, the Channel 10 The Project Team came in. Osher was bent down and he looked up and went, “not another interruption to my class!”. There was then this song playing, it was Baby by Justin Beiber but then The Project team decided to change the words and sung it as “Booby, booby booby, oh...” and I was cringing at the sidelines. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream 473: Results (Competition #8)

473 A
Competition Night: 30
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

473 B
Competition Night: 30
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 3.5

Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full-Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Help Someone In Need: 12FM students (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 159.0
Total Accumulated Points: 162.5



CCC 799 is my mum's old number plate. The dream used her current one but due to this being a publically visible DJ, I changed this aspect because otherwise I'd be giving personal information away.