Katherynn

My dream last night was non-lucid and a dream fragment.

I was sitting in my Chemistry class with a friend of mine. I use her phone to get online. Well, I haven't spoken to my boyfriend in nearly eight months because our families are dead set on us being seperated.

Well, fifth period comes and I can't find my friend to give her, her phone back so I take it, planning to give it to her at lunch.

I get online and go to the website I want and half scream, scaring the teacher and my classmates. The reason was that I had five messages. I don't really talk to anyone on said site so having so many was really weird.

The messages were all from my boyfriend and I talk to him the entire time, neglecting my school work since I know I can easily make it up. When I get to lunch I tell my friend about it and give her phone back.

It was one of those dreams that tend to end up as a deja-vu moment. All I know is I really want it to become a deja-vu moment. Whether it happens or not is anyone's guess.

Wishful thinking I suppose.

My dream last night was non-lucid and a dream fragment.

What I could remember was that I was walking down an old road--like the ones you see in ghost movies--and I was looking for someone. Who, I wasn't sure, but I knew I needed to find them.

I get to a cover bridge and someone is standing inside. on the other side of the bridge it's pouring rain.

Well, I walk to the person and they're in a cloak, the hood up. I walk up to them and they don't move so I go to remove the hood and I wake up.

Any ideas what this means?

My dream last night was non-lucid, a dream fragment, and, honestly, very VERY painful.

It began in a hospital room with who I guessed was my husband and my close friend.

We were talking about something I don't recall before a pain sliced through me and I was rushed off to the delivery room.

I don't remember much (mostly the pain) but I remember it was like one of those dreams that would be the perfect deja-vu type.

Any ideas what this means?

My dream last night was non-lucid and a nightmare.

I was in my room, talking to my boyfriend. I was really happy (we're in a LDR) that he was there so I didn't notice when someone came up and grabbed my wrist.

I jerked around, twisting to get away from the person, and I felt my wrist snap. There was a loud, high pitched noise and the attacker let me go, covering their ears.

That was when I managed to stand. I told my boyfriend to leave and he fought that but, eventually, I forced him to leave before the person grabbed me again.

I felt a knife go into my stomach, just below my ribs, and I screamed. The sound was high pitched but not as high as the other sound and the person laughed.

I woke up just as he turned me around to face him.

Any ideas what this dream means?

My dream last night was merely a dream fragment and was non-lucid.

I was in the Spanish class room in my school and was walking out when all of this began. There was a boy waiting for me down a hallway and I figured out that he was mentally ill. Only, he was one of the "special" ones. One of the freaks of the freaks.

Well, he tried talking to me and he couldn't talk very well. I eventually figured out that he wanted me to go to the water fountain and get a drink but wanted someone to go with him so he wouldn't get bullied.

Well, I went and was leaning against the lockers when he got a drink. Eight people swarmed him as he drank and when he looked up he smiled at me.

When I saw his teeth I tensed. He had fangs and I wasn't sure what was going on. In the next second he raced and tackled me. I stared in disbelief at the ceiling as he kissed me before pulling back.

He told me, "I'm sorry...but...I've...I've liked you. Really, really, liked you for a long time. I just never had the guts to tell you..."

Or something along those lines. What do you think this dream means?

My dream last night was non-lucid and very foggy. once again I was looking for something when I came across a child. This time it was a boy.

He looked up at me and smiled, holding out a knife. I took it and it was immediately drenched in blood. I heard screams and saw as the little boy laughed.

Someone grabbed my shoulder and, like normal, I turn to see who it is but wake up before I see the person's face.

Any ideas what this all means?

My dream last night was non-lucid and kind of confusing. I was on a boat in the middle of the ocean so things were most fluid about the dream.

An hour passed on the boat (probably about ten minutes irl) and I walked around the deck looking for something. I didn't know what it was, all I knew was that I needed it before we went to our location.

I turn a corner and see a little girl, crying. In her hand is a small fox plush toy with a tear in it. When I ask her what's wrong she hugs me and says, "Mommy, I had a bad dream".

I blink and hold her, unsure of what to do. Apparently, I am this girl's mother and I guess, looking back at the dream, I was looking for either her toy or her father/my husband.

I woke up when someone comes over and taps me on the shoulder. Just as I turn to look at them, I wake up.

Any idea what this means?

My dream last night was lucid. I was in a house, about mid-Renaissance Era, and sitting by a fire. It was about December, I think--around the holidays.

All I could really think about was wanting a really good book to read and an unfamiliar male walks up to me.

He smiles slightly and hands me a book that I look over. After that, he disappears.

I open the book and there's a hole in its center. In the hole is a diamond ring and a necklace with an inset sapphire blended with emeralds.
When I look up to see if the man's still there I open my eyes into the waking world.

What do you people think it could mean?

My dream, this past night, was non-lucid. I wasn't aware I was dreaming until seconds before I awoke.
I was in a field surrounded by silver roses when a person came up to me, asking for help. I wasn't sure why, but I trusted this person. He took my hand and led me into a forest filled with several types of trees.
In the middle of the entire forest was a weeping willow. It was larger than most but it was still beautiful.
The man sat with me under the tree for a time and I looked around, wondering why there were no animals that should be there.
I looked over at the male and saw his eyes flash a deep sapphire blue before turning back to a jade emermald.
I didn't think as I stood and ran.
Now that I think about it, when I woke up, I saw a snake following me just before I left the dream.
What do you all think?

My dream began with me talking to one of my friends at my High School. I wasn't sure why I was there aside from the fact that I had a band competition that day.
Skipping over mostly talking, said friend and I are running and get seperated. I run up a set of spiral stairs, someone close behind me, and reach the top. There is a mahoghany door there with a picture (about a 3X4 inch) of a raven.
I run through that door and find a man there. I don't know him but I, at the same time, know he is vital to trying to stay away from the person chasing me.
The entire time I want to turn around and look at the person but I can't, for some reason. It was when I was going up the stairs that I realized I was dreaming.
The man I ran into takes me down a different set of stairs and I see earleir said friend. Well, I hide in the bathroom because the person chasing me found me and I'm hiding when the person starts singing Past the Point of No Return {Phantom of the Opera}. The person--a male--grabs me and jerks me around but, just before I see his face, I wake up.
What do you think this dream means? I have an idea but I'd like someone else's take on it.

My dream last night was non-lucid and, for most if it, it is a blur.

I was sitting in a chair--like one of those from the Elizabethian Era--reading a book. There is a fire going in the hearth and it's dark outside.

Someone says my name, though it's not my actual name.

I turn around and there's a man. He's familiar to me but I can tell I'm not supposed to trust him.

He says my name again and then there's blackness.

When I surface I'm in a place that I take to be Egypt. I'm holding a knife while several large men surround me.

One tried to grab me and I manage a deep cut in his shoulder.

Then there's more blackness.

I'm floating in the blackness until I wake up.

Last nights dream was as non-lucid as could be. I didn't reliaze it was a dream until I woke up.

It all started out at a Paramore concert. I was sitting, front row, and waiting for the band to start. People all around are screaming for the band to come out.

Without hesitation, I stand and walk out just as Haley takes the stage. Noise echoes and explodes throughout the area.

I'm outside and taking it easy when I hear someone come up behind me. When I turn I see a man.

He's tall, maybe five nine, with never ending blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair. Those amazing eyes were concentrated on me and I nodded in a 'hello' gesture before closing my eyes and leaning against a brick wall.

"Lexie."

I blink and look at him confused.

"Why did you leave me Lexie?" his eyes were cold and I stand straight up. "Why didn't you come to me?"

I blink, shocked and shake my head smiling.

"You must have me confused with someone else," I said with forced cheeriness. "My name's ____"

The man is suddenly in front of me, holding onto my shoulders, and I try to get away, even resorting to biting him, but he doesn't loosen his hold.

He kisses me, his tongue gliding effortlessly into my mouth and I bite down as hard as I can. It was as if he didn't feel it as he tightened his hold on me and deepened the kiss.

Someone comes out saying my name and I wake up from my dream.

The dream started out with me in a large room. hanging from the ceiling was a gorgeous, silver chandelier. The walls were a deep black and the carpet a plush red, the color of blood.

I get up, looking into a mirror, and walk into my bathroom taking care to dress and cleanse myself properly.

Finally, the dream picks up.

I'm walking down the hall with a tray filled with scones, tea, and a variety of other English dishes before a door opens and I'm tumbling to the floor.

*This is when I realize I am dreaming*

As the door closes, it reveals a man with silver eyes and white-gold hair.

"Are you alright?"

"Y-Yes."

The man helped me to my feet, looking at me worriedly before calling for another maid. She took me into another room and changed me into this amazing, breath-takingly beautiful dress.

It was golden, shining like the sun only a darker gold. A layer covered it like mist and it was embedded with jewl-like diamonds.

Three inch heels were on my feet, silver against the gold, and a golden tiara was placed atop my pinned hair.

The maid--Kristine--took me back to the Master of the house.

He smiled and took my hand, kissing it.

"You look beautiful," he murmured. "May I have a dance?"

I took a step back, slightly appauled by his abruptness, and shook my head, holding my hand to my chest.

"I...I can't," I whispered. "I don't...I can't dance."

"Then allow me to teach you."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him before I could speak and lef me easily through the steps as if he had a thousand times before.

Music played and we were spinning around the room and he spun me to were his arms were around me and my back was against his chest.

He looked at me and I at him before he kissed me.

I froze and he pulled away smiling.

The dream crumbled then, the piercing sound of my alarm clock waking me.

I'm sitting on my bed in my room and I'm around twenty years old. It's quite and I realize I'm dreaming.

My mind wanders and I want my boyfriend to be with me. *My boyfriend lives seven states (about) away*

Suddenly, he's there, standing before me and he holds out his hand to me. I smile and stand, hugging him.

Then he says something that startles me.

"We're in a dream, right?" he whispered. "This isn't real, is it?"

I blinked and took a step back, wondering if the guy in front of me said that because of what I was thinking or if our dreams had somehow crossed.

After of moment of blessed silence I step into his arms, hugging him before touching his cheek with my hand. his arms wrapped around me and I sighed, pulling away.

"This is just a dream," I said sadly. "You're not real, you're just what I made you."

I focused on making him go away and tried every technique I could imagine to get away from him but, when I opened my eyes, he was still there.

When I tried again he kissed me and told me he loved me. Suddenly I heard my sister waking me up for school.

That's where the dream ended.