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    1. Sensing a Genetic Mutation and Escaping Donald Trump's Fortress

      by , 05-15-2016 at 01:40 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I'm not sure where I was, I believe it was some sort of job but I'm not sure. Everything seemed to have an outdoor/indoor feel at the same time. Everyone had to drive or walk through this sensor, and it would detect something. Most people didn't have to worry about the sensor going off, but it always went off for me. It wasn't a bad thing, I would just have to go through an extra step to get past. I saw a top view of me driving through the sensor and it blinking red. I then approached a lady sitting at a computer by a tunnel/parking garage looking thing and she'd do some things on the computer and I was free to go. The lady was very friendly to me every time.

      I then became curious as to why the sensor went off at some point. Back in first person, I asked someone about it. They said something about some sort of 'mutation' (genetic). Now I was really curious: What was going on with me? I asked 3 different ladies who worked wherever it was that we were if they would tell me what about me made the sensor go off. They all told me they would tell me. I was happy with that.

      The end of the work day approached, and still no answers. I went to ask 2 of the ladies again and was basically ignored or the ladies were in a rush. I started to get anxious: Why won't they tell me? Is something wrong with me? Am I sick? Do I have cancer? I finally approached the third lady, the one at the sensor computer. She was getting ready to leave for the day. She was getting her things together; she put on her long black coat. I kept asking her over and over what was going on with me. I asked so many questions very frantically: "Do I have cancer? Is it detecting my HPV? We got rid of it years ago but is it back?" No answer to any of them. Her young son then came up to her, and she hugged him, gathering him up in her coat. She appeared to be upset; I saw some tears. I kept asking her and telling her that she promised she would tell me. I then saw her face quite close, I side view of it, and she had a golden cross hanging from her forehead between her eyes hanging down to the bottom of her chin. She was still visibly upset, and didn't tell me a thing.

      I woke up from this one feeling anxious. It took me a little bit to get back to sleep.


      I was back at this job thing from the last dream. Someone taught me how to circumvent the sensor system so it wouldn't go off when I went through. I saw an above view again of the area and my car successfully circumventing it; it didn't go off and I really expected it to.

      I was then inside of a building, working. I was sitting somewhere that had lots of swivel chairs attached to a desk; it reminds me of something like an air base that you would see in a movie, I guess. I had on a headset and was talking to people that I worked with on it.

      Some younger guy with slicked back/still wavy shiny black hair, someone very close to the top of the company and definitely miles over me, said something that I didn't like, and I went off on him. He didn't like that at all. My seat was shot forward on a track to an opening in the blue wall that had a red arrow pointing up to the left side of it. Before the chair could enter the hole, I very quickly jumped to the side to avoid whatever was going to happen to me there. I then realized it was an ejection hole, and I would be catapulted from the building. There was another opening beside it, and I knew it was an escape, so before anyone could figure out what I was doing, I scurried through. I climbed up and to the left.

      I then was out, escaped. I was with a few others. If we got caught, I knew we'd be in big trouble.

      Then, something about Donald Trump. He was our leader (not President per say but he was the man in charge). He was going into a swimming pool to get something. He entered on a shore-like area. I can't quite remember details, but I saw him super inflated or something. Something had also happened to him because of something I intentionally did, as he hadn't come back in a long time.

      We all somehow ended up back outside the "job". We were on green grass in the daytime. The job looked like a small castle or fortress. One of the people I was with, and older woman with short, grey hair, was on a stage and said something into a microphone because she was used to talking through it (she was a performer, a singer or speaker), and too late did she realize her mistake. The door opened and I saw a view of who was there waiting for us: I watched a slow bottom to top shot happen of this man. He resembled an executioner; we was in heavy black armor that had the face mask down. The helmet was embellished with long spikes poking off the forehead. He was holding some sort of big weapon in his right hand. Fuck. We are screwed.

      I then knew that Trumpy-Pants was back and he was going to be the one to deal with me. I feel like I was really the only one taken away. Not sure what happened to the others.


      Yikes. Too much anxiety for one night.

      Updated 05-15-2016 at 01:44 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    2. The Demon Bull and Burning Chemicals

      by , 10-01-2014 at 01:35 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in a building doing some sort of computer test that involved two computers. I then had to go somewhere in the house I grew up in to get something. I was walking towards the bonus room when I saw my room was very dark. Inside of it, on my bed, was a huge, red bull, a humanoid bull. He was glowing red. It was like he was a demon or Satan. I was quite scared by this and quickly went past my room and into the bonus room. I don't remember what I needed in there, but as I was heading out, I dreaded passing my room. I could now see a red glow inside my room. I looked in further, and saw that the bull was holding onto the leg of a lifesized doll of...me. It kept repeating him pulling and her resisting, like animatronics. The doll's face looked terrified. I was terrified.

      I then had an FA in my bed at our apartment. I was towards the middle of the bed, and I couldn't see my husband. Where was he?? I was still terrified from that dream.
      "Dallas?" I said. I then saw him. Phew. But still, something didn't seem right. I think there was a cat there on the bed with me, standing very close, but it wasn't my current kitty. I realized I was having an FA and tried to wake myself up for real.

      I then really woke up and saw my husband next to me. I wondered if I had talked in my sleep and said his name.


      I was watching home videos that my mom had taken years ago. There was some weird intro with my mom showing all her shoes nicely put away in her closet. She was talking over it. It looked really good, actually, almost professional. Then there was a clip of me as a toddler sitting on the floor. I said something to the camera, though I don't remember what. I realized Dallas was there with me watching this, and I was not wanting him to see all my embarrassing home videos. -_-;

      Then it was showing a play that my cousin Ben was in. It was supposed to be before I was born, I believe, though I was thinking about the ages of everyone in the play; they appeared to be in high school, which, IWL doesn't add up to their ages now, but I didn't think too much more about it. I somehow decided that it was right. Anyway, my cousin was a main character. The play looked to be set in the 1800s or so. My cousin was playing an older gentleman. He was in his house. There was another older man there as well who spent the play convincing him to collect and store a lot of this white powdery substance that was in bags. Throughout the play, you didn't know what the substance was. I assumed it was cocaine. Towards the end, though, it turned out to be some kind of peroxide chemical powder, "sodium peroxide" is what it was called. All these crates and bags were in the man's living area. The man wouldn't sell it or do anything with it like the other man wanted him to, so he took it all outside and blew it up, which is not what the other man wanted him to do.

      Then, the blow up site was my room in the house I grew up in. My bed was in the place it was when we first moved there, and had the tie-dye bedspread I had when I was 10 or 11. I had covered the crates, which were on the bed and scattered throughout the room, with some kind of fluid so they'd burn better. I then was having second thoughts about blowing the room up, but it was too late; the crates were ignited. Someone else, another girl, was there with me, and I was frantically trying to find something to put out the flames with. I thought about grabbing the hose from underneath the cabinet in the bathroom (no such hose IWL), but remembered that water to a chemical fire was only going to fuel it. I noticed that my bedspread was starting to burn. The other girl was just standing at the bathroom sink, being no help. It was kind of like work for some reason. I didn't know how to put out the fire.

      Updated 10-01-2014 at 03:44 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening , dream fragment
    3. Realistic Nightmare and False Awakening, Ski Ball Bowling, Cake, and Roll Death

      by , 08-16-2014 at 03:14 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was going into Dallas and I's bathroom. It was very dark. I had to get up out of bed to poop. I started to sit on the toilet, when Dallas came into the doorway and started coming towards the toilet.
      "What are you doing? I have to poop!" I said. He kept coming. I got up. I assumed he had to poop too.
      "Are you really gonna make me use the other bathroom?" I said. He didn't say anything. I took that as a yes. I started to head towards the doorway to our bedroom to go to the guest bathroom. Dallas started to shut the door to our bathroom. I then started to hear noises coming from the living room area, and started to panic a little. Someone was in our apartment. Before Dallas could shut the door all the way, I caught it with my hand. I said something like
      "Dallas, someone's in our apartment!"
      I started to panic, and all my vision went black. I tried to scream for Dallas, but nothing came out. I then realized that I had been dreaming, and decided to calmly wait for myself to awaken instead of panicking.

      I then woke up on Dallas's chest. Phew, just a dream. I was so glad. I then started to hear noises again. I was really confused. Was I not awake? I started trying to wake Dallas up, but he was dead asleep. I pinched him, I tried to yell his name but again, it wouldn't come out. Really? Is this really a dream again?I thought to myself. Vision went black again,
      and then I woke up for real.

      Another 10 minute nightmare. I wasn't asleep long at all.


      I was at a bowling alley bowling with Dallas, but it was more like ski-ball; we were throwing smaller balls at the pins down the lane instead of an actual bowling ball. There was almost no one there; we were the only ones playing. Dallas then said something about how the bowling alley was closing for good soon; it was going out of business. I looked around and I could see why. It was so dead in there. I then went to throw my ski ball, but it slipped out of my hand and I accidentally threw it behind me.

      I then saw a very small child, a male toddler, carrying what looked like a six pack of beer up to the lanes, but it was actually a six pack of ski balls.


      I had these two cakes made for me. I was at work I believe. Both were big and delicious looking with cream cheese icing on them (freakin yum). One had off-white cream cheese icing with red decorations. I had to do something with them to keep them safe or something, I can't quite recall.

      Then, I saw the outside of my apartment. Someone was coming up the stairs. It was daytime outside. Then, something happened; a roll in a bag of rolls died? And it seemed so inconsequential, but I couldn't proceed with anything at all now. It was like playing a Sierra adventure game, where you don't do something in the beginning of the game and you get to the end and you have to start all over. I had to "start over" from a point before that to see if there was anything I missed, anything I could do to prevent the death of the roll.


      Yay insomnia! Again! Woohoo. Also these 10-minute nightmares are very puzzling to me. It has happened to me quite often in the past few months. I guess what I don't get it how am I dreaming without being in REM? I thought REM sleep came later in the sleep cycle? Like, I will literally be asleep for 10-15 minutes for these nightmares. There was one that I was asleep for about an hour. Anyone have any thoughts?
    4. 15 Minute Nightmare and Some Frags

      by , 07-21-2014 at 04:10 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was on the computer in the living room of our apartment. It was nighttime and extremely dark in the room, save from the light of the computer. I was showing my husband a YouTube video that had a song playing in the background. The song had something to do with poverty (I was reading something about poverty before I went to bed). I had a feeling my husband was annoyed because I was making him watch the video. The screen on the computer then went black. I had a general feeling of unease. I clicked something and it came back up on a different screen. I then clicked the YouTube tab that the video was open in, but it went black again. Now, the room was even darker.

      Then, I was sitting on the floor, and my husband on the couch. I was sitting right below him; I could see his legs. The feeling of unease was worse now. It was so dark...and something just didn't feel right. I could still sense the annoyance of my husband too. I was scared to look at his face, thinking the face of the devil would flash in front of my eyes instead of his. I climbed up onto the couch with him. I had my sleeping mask on now? I was "sensing" what he looked like without looking at him with my eyes. I could "see" his body, but when it got to his face, it was like I had heat vision, and it looked red. I couldn't see any details of his face. I then bravely took off my sleeping mask.
      "Dallas?" I said. I slowly looked towards his face.

      I did not see anything scary, but the feeling of unease came to a climax. I partially realized I was dreaming, and started to scream, trying to wake myself up. I then heard this terrible noise; the best way I can describe it is screeching, but that isn't accurate. It didn't sound like anything I've ever heard before. It was horrible and unearthly. I struggled trying to move my limbs as the dream faded to black; I wanted to wake the fuck up.

      I then woke up and was wide awake for awhile. I was only asleep for about 15-20 minutes for this nightmare.


      I was with this guy I "dated" when I was 11 years old (IWL he is gay now). I was with him, but I realized I couldn't be with him. So I had to break his heart, and he was very sad. He looked different too; he had blonde hair and a different looking face in the dream than in IWL, though I knew it was the same person.


      I was playing a video game. It was like Mario 64 but with something else in it. I was trying to beat Bowser, but the fight was a multi-stage fight that if you died on the last stage of, you'd have to start over again. I had played this boss many times trying to beat it, but I kept dying. Then, I figured out something about the fireballs coming out of the lava around the platforms, and when I would do a certain move with them, Bowser would get hit twice. There were two bosses here as well, not just Bowser. I remember pausing the game at some point.

      This dream was quite long, but the rest of the details evade me.


      My husband and I were shopping at Kohl's. We had split up to pick some things out. A lady then was going through our things and adding up the prices, but not at the cash register. Dallas had gotten lots of things, like peach-colored women's nightgowns, men's and women's shorts, and men's pants. We were racking up a bill of $555 before we were done going through everything, so I had to lay down the law and decide what we needed and what we didn't need. We didn't need the nightgowns, nor did I need new shorts, but he definitely did, so we held onto those. He had also picked out some nice short-sleeved button-ups that didn't look like anything he'd actually wear, but he said he needed them. I kept some jeans too that he wanted, and asked if they were size 32. He said no, they were 36x30. I asked if they fit better, and he said yes, so much better.

      I then saw that Dallas was dressed in one of the nightgowns. I was having trouble discerning whether or not the nightgown was supposed to be for a man or woman, though, looking back, it was obviously a woman's nightgown. He was being silly, making the nightgown sway at the bottom.


      Yeah, another mostly sleepless night. I was dog-tired last night too; I stayed over at work to help out because there was a call out, and we were very busy. Also, the night before I didn't get much sleep, so I thought for sure I would tonight. Guess again. Ugh, body, you are not cooperating with my brain. I want to have more LDs! Can't do that if I can't sleep.

      But I suppose I should be more patient about it. This happens to me from time to time, especially during times of stress. Things will calm down again soon, and I will have more LDs. Hopefully will be able to accomplish some of my goals as well, such as more dream sharing, and delving into past lives. Can't wait to tell you guys about these things when they happen!

      Updated 07-21-2014 at 04:52 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , nightmare , dream fragment
    5. Dead Cats, Being Chased, and Rescuing a Jonah Hill Lookalike

      by , 09-11-2012 at 04:58 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was at my house. It was like I was in a video game, and I was lucid. I don't remember at what point I became lucid, I just remember that I was.

      I went into the piano room. It was very dark. I walked up to the piano, and faintly saw my mom sitting there, playing, though I didn't hear any music. I sat down on the piano bench next to her. She stopped playing. For some reason, I thought she was going to be upset with me. Instead, she put her left arm around me and hugged me. We pulled away, and in her mouth, I saw a light blue pacifier.


      I was, again, in a video game. I was with my mom, dad, and my cat, though I'm not sure if my brother was there or not. We were outside in a field with trees, like a more realistic, less blocky-looking Minecraft. The sky was blue, but it didn't look sunny. My dad was holding something the whole time, I think it was my cat.

      Also with us was JP. I didn't know how we got into this situation with him, I didn't know why he was there. He was being his sly, charming, shady self, and for some reason, we were following him around. I kept wanting to tell my dad that JP was bad news, but I didn't want to do it in front of JP, in fear that he would hurt me or my family. I was surprised my dad couldn't tell something was wrong with him, since he's a psychiatrist. Maybe he did, but had the same fear as I.

      At some point, we met JP's dad, whom I've never actually met IWL (I don't think he ever met him either, actually). He had the shaggy brown hair and mustache, but he looked a bit different than my guide, I think. I only ever saw him at a distance. I want to say he was in some other "dimension" of the world.

      We were then underneath some white stone pavilion. JP wanted access to the "rainbow realm", and my dad had the means to get there. I knew it was bad, bad news if JP had access to that world for some reason. But my dad gave him what he needed anyway. All I had wanted my dad to do was pull his gun and kill him, but I knew JP had a gun too, and I didn't want anyone else to get hurt who didn't have to. I then watched as JP put together the rest of his portal or whatever it was, and he was surrounded by a rainbow glow. I think it made him more powerful.

      We were then in what was supposed to be the "rainbow realm", but it looked the same as the original dimension, save for JP's dad was there too. The next thing I knew, we were running from them. My mom and I were both holding a different Belle (my cat). The one mom was holding was white, like IWL Belle is, and the one I was holding was a smoky grey with some brown speckles mixed in. As we ran, JP and his dad threw knives at us. One hit the Belle that mom was holding. My mom tossed her dead body aside. As she did, I saw the body as it came by me. I saw the stab wound, and the cat was no longer white, but looked like the one I was holding.

      I was getting tired; my legs felt like they were going to give out. JP's dad, the one pursuing me the most, threw a knife at me that narrowly missed. I then tripped and fell, exhausted. As I fell, to save the cat, I tossed her aside and hoped she ran away. JP's dad closed in on me, though I kept trying to crawl away.

      I woke up before he caught me.


      I was in my house in my brother and I's bathroom. There was something inside the shower behind the half-closed curtain, but I wasn't sure what it was. I took a brown Kroger shopping bag with some objects in it, and hit it, whatever it was; I never saw what I was hitting. I then saw Belle, my cat, come out of the shower. She looked like she had a little nick in her fur on her neck, but there was no blood or anything. She was just fine. I pet her a bit.

      I then walked into some gym-type room with lots of exercise machines. Not where I needed to be, and as I was leaving, I saw a ton of machines on the wall, as in suspended on the higher parts of the wall. On one of them, an exercise bike I believe, I saw someone I went to high school with named Jason.

      I was then back at my house. I went into my parents' bedroom. None of the lights were on, but it wasn't pitch dark, just kind of dim. I started to go into the bathroom, when I saw two white cats that looked like Belle right outside of it, one pouring blood from a wound in her head/neck area, and the other dead, her eyes lifeless and cloudy. I touched the dead one, who looked more like a kitten than a full-grown cat, and her body was cold. I looked to the other, a more grown up cat, and she was trying to keep walking on, trying to keep going despite the bloody gash in her head. I started to get very upset, because not only was a cat dead and the other critically wounded, I knew I had done it when I hit the thing in the shower. I knew it, and I knew that the Belle that I pet in shower did not get hit. It was weird. I started yelling for my brother to call someone so we could get this cat to the animal ER. I didn't have very high hopes of her making it.


      I was at some house party with a bunch of people I didn't know. It was nighttime. I had been talking with some guy right outside the house, and apparently, I was being a smartass. In fact, I was an asshole apparently, according to everyone at the party. I don't think I was trying to be, really, I was just coming off that way.

      They all started to kind of gang up on me, calling me a jerk and stuff, telling everyone who didn't know that I was a jerk. I took it by being a smartass back to them. Then, I decided to be nice and polite to everyone instead.
      "I can be nice too," I said.
      The main guy whom I had been talking to before said something like "Oh yeah?" back.
      I then started to reintroduce myself to everyone with a huge, genuine smile on my face.
      "Hi, I'm Krista, it's nice to meet you!" I said to the people around me, each individually, shaking their hands. That seemed to be working!

      I then remember being inside the house for a little bit.

      Then, outside again, I introduced myself to a guy that looked like Jonah Hill. I think someone brought him up to me so he could meet me. We chatted for awhile, and started to kind of like one another. I knew he was kind of getting a crush on me.

      We then were on a brown, wooden boat on this very big lake. Things started to get Minecraft-y here (so who can guess what game I've been playing lately? ). The boat kept almost overturning, and then, I fell out of the boat. The water was very, very cold. So cold, my legs were going numb, and I could barely move them. The guy who looked like Jonah Hill (I'm just gonna call him Jonah from now on) helped me out of the freezing water and back into the boat.

      The boat then overturned, and we both fell out. I remember being underwater and seeing him. I was trying to reach him before he went over a waterfall that was not far from us. The current would take us there if we weren't careful.

      I then pulled out a dirt block (Minecraft) so I would float, and while underwater, picked up another dirt block, and swam more quickly to Jonah, who was heading straight for the waterfall. I gave him the dirt block so he'd float too, and pulled him to safety.

      Then, we were back at the house where the party was, and he cutely asked me if he could have my number. I smiled and said
      "Yeah! Hold on, let me go get my phone."
      I went back in to get my phone.

      Then, I woke up.

      Updated 09-11-2012 at 11:25 PM by 32059

      lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , memorable , dream fragment
    6. Band Sleepover Frag, and The Murderer

      by , 09-01-2012 at 04:10 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in marching band again. We were having some sort of sleepover. It was nighttime, and we were in a house. Next to me was this girl that looked like someone who was in band with me in waking life, Nancy. She was a freshman and I was an upperclassman. For whatever reason, I had taken her under my wing, so to speak.

      She asked me to pull a wedgie for her? I said ok, and she leaned forward, exposing the top of her panties. I noticed she was wearing two pairs of underwear, one peachy/skin-toned, and the other a bluish-green.
      "This one?" I asked as I tugged the peachy one.
      I pulled on it.

      More happened in this dream, but I can't recall what right now.


      I was in bed with JP. It was nighttime. We were in what looked like a hotel, but it was supposed to be at a school. We were both students. I'm not sure why we were in the same bed, there was another bed in the room but it was occupied I believe. I suppose it was like a dorm or something. The bed was next to a big window, with J being on the window side and I on the other. The window showed that we were on a higher floor, I think, and you could see trees and lights from buildings.

      As we were laying in bed, he was saying something about my birthday being the next night, and how he was going to give me "birthday sex". I don't remember what I said. I wasn't really thrilled at the prospect, but this guy was scary (and is in waking life as well).

      The next night, on my birthday apparently, I stayed in another part of the dorm/hotel. I was worried that JP would get upset because of this, but I didn't want to stay there with him. I then had this huge "flashback" of the college years ago, when a dead woman was found in an indoor pool, stabbed to death. They had to remove the body before they had a funeral service. I then made the terrible connection: JP was the killer from years ago. He was assuming a fake name at the college, the name James Holmes (the Batman movie killer from Colorado).

      I knew I couldn't stay. I was in him and I's room, and the light was dim; nighttime again, but there was a lamp that was on on the nightstand. Someone called him and angered him. When he got off the phone, we were then in the living area, and a man appeared from a doorway, looking panicked and concerned. JP went and stabbed a man in the chest. I was sitting on the couch, watching in horror. He came to me then, and carefully chose a short, fat knife from the many knives that he had, all the while talking to me in a cool, calculated, heartless manner. I tried to back away, but he had me. He stabbed me in the lower left chest, but not too deeply, since I was resisting. I felt the pain as he cut me.

      Then, it was like the scene was being replayed, only differently. We were in the room again, and his phone started to ring. I spotted a brown spider crawling on the floor with spindly, long legs. I got up to leave the room, and JP said
      "You better not leave, this phone call may make me angry." I left anyway as he got on the phone.

      I went to the living area and across the room to another door. I barged in and my parents were asleep in the bed there. My mom's head was facing the head of the bed, but my dad was sleeping opposite of her, with his head at the foot of the bed. I shook my dad first saying "Wake up! Wake up!" as I moved on to shake my mother. My mom woke up, and I frantically explained the situation. In the back of my mind, though, I knew we were doomed. She got out of bed, I'm not sure if she said anything. My dad was the only one of us there with the means to defend, and I could not wake him up. I kept trying, but to no avail. I then left the room and ran out the front door as fast as I could. I could run to the lights of the city, or the sparse, dim lights of some homes to my left. I went towards the homes, figuring he wouldn't be able to see me with the dim light. I tried to frantically think of what to do. Should I head to a house and try to knock until someone answered? Or should I run out to the woods? Either way, I felt doomed.

      I awoke this morning being quite afraid still, the feelings carrying over from the dream to my waking self. I'm still calming down, and it's been over an hour since I woke up.

      Updated 09-01-2012 at 07:04 PM by 32059

      memorable , dream fragment , non-lucid , nightmare
    7. Space Velociraptors Take Over the Earth!

      by , 10-15-2011 at 04:37 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was with my friend Paul. It was somewhere that I was spending the night for some reason. We were upstairs in some kind of bonus room. The only light in the room was a desk lamp at a desk Paul was sitting at. I was really tired, and laying on the floor on some blankets. I had a pillow as well. Paul was sitting in a desk chair which was turned towards me. We had been talking, but I don't remember about what. At some point, he was even massaging my feet. I hoped that he didn't think they were gross.

      Then, I was so tired, I just decided to close my eyes and go to sleep.

      I was then...I'm not really sure. I was in some white room that looked futuristic. We may have even been in space. This is where I figured out that space velociraptors had taken over the Earth. It was sometime in the future. The world was also running out of its water supply.

      Even though these space raptors had taken over the planet, there were plenty of humans left. The thing was, they were living in constant fear. If the humans went outside, they were fair game to be eaten. People were getting picked off one by one. It was a horrible state.

      I was told by some guy that we had to go back and get some people. We were then on Earth (a couple of men and myself) in my backyard. It was quiet, and the sky was grey. I knew we didn't need to be outside, though there were no raptors in sight; being outside was risky business in these times. I saw my brother at some point; he was helping us out.

      I was then in my house. I don't really know what we needed the people for, but I was in there to get them. I walked through my kitchen, and then into my living room. It was quiet; I didn't see anyone inside. I saw some of the people who came with me outside through the windows.

      I then felt like I lived there. I felt scared for my life. I felt the fear of the people of Earth.

      Suddenly, through one of the windows, I saw them. A pack of raptors was running through my backyard. They were red with black, stripe-like markings on their backs. My breath caught in my throat and I dropped to the floor on my hands and knees. I frantically tried to crawl away from the windows, and ended up seeing some more passing through the front yard through the windows in our piano room. I felt like their vision was based on movement, so I tried to be still as I laid low. One of the raptors looked around as it passed. I hoped it didn't see me.

      I started to panic, and immediately became lucid. I tried to think myself awake, but that wasn't enough. I started to say it out loud.
      "Wake up, Krista. Wake up. Wake up!"
      At first it didn't work. I closed my eyes and opened them in the exact same scene I had been in before.

      Then, I closed my eyes and opened them again, finding myself back in the room with Paul. I was so relieved, but extremely sleepy. I looked next to me and noticed that Paul was laying on his stomach reading next to me on the blanket that I was also laying on. On the other side of Paul was a small child, a little boy. I think it was his nephew. I thought Paul was probably trying to make a move on me or something, but I didn't really care at that point. I was so tired that all I wanted to do was sleep. I turned to lay on my stomach as I cuddled my pillow a little. I moved a little closer to Paul, in a way hoping that he would cuddle with me.

      I then fell asleep again.

      I was back where I had been, but I didn't feel as scared because I knew I was dreaming. Part of me just wanted to let the dream play out a little more, so I didn't really do anything to control it.

      I was then on the Earth mission again, but I was at a different house this time. I knew I was dreaming, so I knew no one was in any real danger. I quickly decided to try to transform myself. I'd never done that before. For some reason, I decided to try to transform myself into Pikachu. Why I decided on Pikachu is absolutely beyond me. I concentrated for awhile, but it wouldn't work. I stood in front of a mirror to try to guide the transformation by watching myself. The best I got was one of my legs started to turn yellow at the thigh. I tried for my other leg, but no dice.

      I then went away from the mirror and tried to shrink myself, seeing if I could do it that way. I shrank a little, but just ended up squatting on the floor. I then laid on my back to try to watch my legs shrink. Nope, no dice. Grr.

      I was then in the white futuristic room again. I was told that the raptors had not originally come to kill, but when they got to Earth, they saw us and felt sorry for our species because we were so stupid and blind, and decided to take over the world and kill us. I also figured out that the world's water supply was pretty much out; someone said they didn't know for sure, but had heard someone on Earth, referring to the water, say
      "Oh shit."

      I then was at my college, about to play a woodwind concert for band. I was holding my clarinet. I was walking down a bright hallway, when I saw the trombone players start to walk towards me, going on to play the brass portion of the concert. I then saw Austin (my ex in waking life who really does play trombone). His hair was shorter and he looked a lot younger. He wasn't wearing glasses either, as he usually is in waking life. I walked right by him, and he looked right at me. I then noticed that he had gotten shorter....waaaay shorter. In fact, as he walked by me, I turned around and he had shrunken a TON. I figured it was an illusion and he did it to himself. On top he was wearing a suit jacket, white shirt and tie, but on the bottom, he was wearing these baggy black pants with tons of ropes or belts that went from one leg to the other. I figured he had used those to make it look like he was way shorter.

      Embarrassed, I turned to a friend and said
      "I can't believe I'm dating him."
    8. Parents Divorce, Dad Remarries, I Get Really Fucking Pissed

      by , 09-24-2011 at 11:52 AM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in a classroom somewhere. I was given a test to take. For some reason, I was really, really angry. I kept trying to scream and yell, but it was like I had drainage in my chest and my voice was all raspy.

      Then, I figured out why I was so damn angry: My parents had gotten a divorce, and my dad was about to marry my uncle's ex-wife (who is dead in waking life). I was so pissed. I couldn't believe my dad would do that. I couldn't even believe my parents weren't together anymore. I was RAGING.

      I was then in a garage. It reminded me of a garage we had in a different house. It was daytime outside. My dad and my uncle's ex-wife were trying to set up for the wedding, which was going to be held in the fabulous garage. My brother was there too, helping them set up. I refused to help them set up. I was so angry. I kept trying to yell "Fuck you!" and "You're a bitch!" and various other profane statements, but I still couldn't yell. That made everything so much more frustrating. I then tried to punch a wall, and it was like punching through water; when I hit the wall, I just tapped it because of all the resistance I was experiencing. I tried again and again, and I couldn't punch the damn wall. SO FRUSTRATING.

      At one point, I had an empty water bottle that I had written "Fuck you" in black marker around the mouth. I put it in the garage. When I came back in there at another point, it was on the floor.

      I then went inside and saw my grandpa eating lunch and reading the paper. I gave him a big hug. It was the only thing that happened that was good. I didn't let him go for a bit.

      I then hadn't talked for awhile. I was in another room with my brother. I was trying to tell him how angry I was about the whole thing. I started yelling my profanities again, and this time, I could yell because my voice had had a rest. It felt so good to yell and get my anger out. I knew it wouldn't be long though until my voice went out again.

      This happened again at some point, and in the garage, I did manage to get a few choice words out, but not many, because my voice quickly went out again.

      Updated 09-28-2011 at 05:18 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    9. Nightmare: The Gunman

      by , 07-23-2011 at 01:29 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in what looked like some sort of conference room, but it was at a school. I was one of the only people sitting in there. I was waiting for a friend to come meet me for lunch. I talked to them on my phone at one point.

      Then, I got on a school bus with many other people who were around my age, some a bit older. I was sitting on the left side around the middle, when I noticed a guy that was sitting up front. He was holding a black gun. Was I the only one who noticed this?! This couldn't be good.

      When the bus started to move, the guy with the gun started to fiddle with his gun, talking to the guy sitting next to him. He then put the gun up the the guy's bald head who was sitting in front of him and pulled the trigger. It clicked, but nothing happened. He did it again and again, and another guy, a tall guy who looked like maybe he could do something about this situation, stood up and started examining the gun as the gunman held it.
      "What's this?", the tall guy said as he pulled out some sort of pin from under the barrel.

      Then, it was done. The gun worked. The gunman shot the man who helped him.

      Then, for some reason, everyone had to move up to the front of the bus. I moved by climbing over the bus seats. I was sitting by the window next to someone, I'm not sure who.

      I then saw the gunman had gotten my best friend, Mary Katherine. She was wearing a dark green shirt and was laying face-first in a bus seat across from where I was sitting. I couldn't believe this was happening.

      The gunman then approached me. He put the gun to my head. I squirmed right as he fired, so the bullet only scraped my head instead of going in. It hurt when this happened.

      I then woke up for a minute, and went back to sleep, entering the dream again.

      I was on the bus again, and we were all filing out a door in the back of the bus. I was chaotically trying to get out, and in the confusion, I ended up having to climb over the handrail that was by the stairs. By the time I was finished doing that, everyone was already off the bus and gone.

      Well, everyone except for me and the gunman.

      I ran as fast as I could, but I was exhausted from climbing all over the handrail. The gunman caught up with me and grabbed me. He no longer had a gun, but a knife. I tried to get away, but to no avail. I asked him to please shoot instead of stab me, but he just laughed. He stabbed me, then put the knife to my neck as if to slit my throat. I was dying, I could feel it. I couldn't escape him this time.

      Then, I was with Mary Katherine somewhere. I was talking to her about what had happened, and how it had been a dream. I told her that the man did actually slit my throat (when I'm pretty sure he was just preparing to). I also said something about my middle school.

      After I finished telling her the dream (with those couple of extra details I just listed), she told me she had the exact same dream. I was excited to post in AND the fact that we dreamed the same thing in my journal on Dreamviews!

      Updated 07-23-2011 at 03:34 PM by 32059

      Tags: bus, gun, knife, pain
      non-lucid , nightmare
    10. Nightmare In the Car, Subway Troubles, and Boys at the Beach

      by , 05-30-2011 at 04:33 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in what looked like my mom's car. I was parked somewhere, in a driveway I think, and I was sitting in the passenger's side seat. Someone, I think it was Dakota and I had no idea where he came from, handed me a phone, not sure if it was mine or his, but he said there was a "7-page text" on the phone. He handed it to me, and the text was from Austin, an ex. It was a very long message, and all I remember about what it said was
      "Tear down two walls and build one up.", something along those lines. I think he was trying to break ties with me or something, but in a nice way.

      I remember having another message or something, but I can't remember who it was from.

      I then fell asleep in the car. I woke up and it was nighttime outside. Two guys were knocking on the car door. I opened it, and one of them asked me if I'd take the other one home. The guy that he wanted me to take home looked crazy, kind of like the guy that reappears in my nightmares (messy, medium-length brown hair, crazy look in his eye). I told him no. I tried to shut the door, but the guy with the crazy guy held it open. The crazy guy got halfway in the car and started trying to talk to me, I don't remember what he said. I shut the door, but they opened it again. I finally shut them out just in time for some more people to try to force their way into the car. I got in the driver's side seat to try to drive away. I was really scared.

      At this point, I knew I was dreaming for a second and tried to wake myself up. I blacked out, I may have woken up for a second even. I was then in the car again, and Kacey was there outside the car. I told her about what happened with the people trying to get in the car, and Kacey said
      "You can be here until 5:30."
      I said I knew, but I couldn't stay with all those people trying to break into the car.

      I decided I was hungry, and needed to go get some food. I stopped at Panera Bread. They closed at 9, and it was 8:45. I saw that they were trying to close up. They had already taken their soups off and everything. Even so, there was a line. I stood in line and waited for my turn. I remember the guy at the register was being a complete smartass to everyone. I figured it was because they were about to close, and there were still people ordering food.

      I got to the register, and it was now about 8:50 or so. I was trying to decide what to order. I said something to the guy about them closing. He said something about some supervisor being there to interview him. Apparently, he wasn't going to be at that job for much longer, so he was just being a smartass to everyone because he could. He said something smart to me, I don't remember what. I'm pretty sure I didn't order anything there. I went to go find another Panera, one that closed later. I remember going into another one. I think they closed at 10 instead of 9.


      I remember being at Subway, ordering a sandwich. The lady taking my order was a bigger black lady. She looked like she wasn't very happy. I ordered a veggie sandwich (my usual at Subway in waking life ). She got to the veggie bar and asked what I wanted. I listed things off.
      "Spinach...banana peppers..."
      She slowly built my sandwich. I then told her I wanted black pepper and vinegar. She started to put salt on the sandwich, stopped, poured some salt on the cutting board to see if it was salt or pepper, and then said
      She put pepper on it. Then, she started to put mayo on it, which I hadn't asked for. She put a little on it, then figured out her mistake and again said
      I said it was ok, I'd eat it anyway. She gave me the sandwich. I sat down and scraped the mayo off, and took off any veggies that had mayo on them.


      I remember walking down to the beach. It was a nice day outside. I walked down some stairs, and saw the back of Jarrod's (an ex) head. He was sitting on the stairs and wearing a grey hat. I almost walked past him, but decided to get his attention. I ruffled his hair/hat as I walked by and said
      "Hey Jarrod!"
      I thought he'd ignore me or not respond, but he said
      "Hey Krista.", and we talked for awhile.
      I remember his voice sounded different from what I remember (we haven't spoken in over a year in waking life). As I talked to him, I noticed his hair got shorter.
      Tags: beach, car
      lucid , non-lucid , nightmare
    11. Nightmare at Disney World and Some Others

      by , 05-18-2011 at 04:36 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was outside at night, looking for my coworker, Nate. I was on some sort of drug. I found him sitting on a park bench. I sat down next to him and talked to him for awhile, talking about a dream I had that night.

      Then, he asked me something about the drug I was on. I told him it was some kind of fake weed. Then, we started making out. It was really intense and really good. I remember him pulling away once, and me involuntarily gnashing and grinding my teeth. I smiled and we started making out again.

      Then, I remember being in his room, and laying on his bed. He had taken all his clothes off except for his underwear. He looked nothing like he does in waking life. He was all muscular and tan and was wearing a blue thong. I instantly found him unattractive. He started talking to me about his figure or something.

      I then was sitting on a bench outside talking to some girl who was supposedly his sister. Her name was Emilee. She was very blonde. They had another sister as well, who was also blonde. Anyway, I was talking to her, and she started talking about sex. Then, her mom approached us. She sat on the bench and started asking why I was there and what we were doing since it was so late. Emilee started to make up some weird story about my boyfriend since high school breaking up with me, and something about elephants. Her mom thought it was bullshit and asked Emilee to leave. She left, and her mom started talking to me, asking me what really happened. I didn't think I could make up a believable story in that short amount of time, so I just winged it. I told her that Emilee was right, I had just broken up with my boyfriend since high school and I needed a friend. I also told her I had no idea what she was talking about with the elephants. Her mom seemed to believe me.


      I was entering Disney World before they opened. The sun was just starting to come up. I walked by this roller coaster that they were testing out before they opened. It had weird cars, they were all bugs. I remember specifically some being smiling, yellow caterpillars. I remembered I had ridden that coaster before.

      There was nowhere to walk by the roller coaster except for super close to and between the tracks. I'm not sure how I ended up there, but I tried to avoid the carts as they were run through the track over and over. The sun was up now as well. As the carts were continually run through, the coaster started falling apart. Pieces started to fly off. I had to dodge a few. I even saw a whole section of cart fly out into a field somewhere. I started to think that they should probably close that ride.

      Then, I remembered I was meeting my family there. I saw a huge line by the entrance to the park closest to the messed up coaster. I don't remember where I met my family, but we found each other. My dad started talking about how we were under a tornado warning. I looked into the sunny sky, and in the distance, I saw a huge wall of dark clouds coming towards us.

      We all went to look for shelter. We came across this tent that had lots of wicker furniture under it. My parents wanted to stay there, but I lifted a piece of it up, and it was super light. There was no way we could hang on to anything there. I told them we should go to the arcade instead. We left and entered an arcade. Perfect, we'd be safe here. My brother started to play ski ball while we were there. I decided to play as well. For some reason, I was having trouble throwing the ball up into the goals. The thing was built weird, to where I had to roll the ball on the edge of the machine for it to get it into any goals. After the ball getting rolled back to me a few times, I finally started to get the hang of it. I felt like I was doing pretty well. Our games ended, and the machines started to feed out our tickets. My brother had scored higher than me, and got a few more tickets. I remember my score being 21.6 or something like that. I took my tickets and started trying to fold them up, but was having problems. My dad asked me something about the tickets.

      The next thing I knew, we were in the car, driving through Disney World. My dad was driving. He said
      "Doesn't that look like a funnel cloud?"
      I looked to the right. Sure enough, a huge, billowing funnel had formed out of the wall of clouds. What was eerie about it, was that everything else was light and sunny, save for that area. My brother said something, I don't remember what, but as we drove, the funnel started making its way towards us. It was a full-blown tornado now, and a huge one at that. My dad said, frantically,
      "Why is it coming this way?!"
      I told him to drive. It made its way behind us...right behind us. But it kept going to the left instead of following us. It was tearing the park apart. I could see a ride with people in it caught in the middle of the tornado. We were safe, though. We were out of its path.

      Then, I remember being outside under some structure. We were all sitting down on the ground. We were talking. I asked my mom where my phone was. She said she didn't know. I started thinking about where I had been, and figured out I may have left it at Nate's (going back to my previous dream). I got super pissed at my mom about it though, blaming her and asking her why she didn't pick it up or remember it. My brother pulled a bulky phone out of my mom's pocket, and said something about how she had taken that instead. I was yelling and screaming at her about it, saying I hated her and such. I had a glass in my hand, and I threw it to the ground. It just bounced. Fuck that. I picked it back up and threw it to the ground again. It smashed everywhere. My mom started yelling at me.

      Then, I figured out where we were. We were by that crazy messed up roller coaster. They were running it again, testing it out. We were alright where we were; we wouldn't get hit by the carts in the area we were in, but we were still very close to the tracks. They were randomly firing off the carts. I looked to my left, and my brother was standing on the track. He was going to try to jump out of the way right before the cart hit him.
      "Move, B, move! Get off of there!", I said.
      He stood there. I saw the chain start to move under the track.
      "Move! Now! MOVE!", I yelled at him.
      The cart started coming towards him. It was the smiling yellow caterpillar cart. He tried to jump, but he didn't move in time. The cart hit him and he was thrown off to the side. He looked up at his legs. As he did so, I did the same. They were bloody and gored. I ran to him, screaming
      "Hospital. Now. Call the hospital! Now!"
      He started to cry. I knelt down beside him and held him, crying, telling him it would be ok. He hugged me as I tried to comfort him.

      I woke up with a grimace on my face. I was still very sad. It took me awhile to fall asleep again.


      I remember something about entering a Shoney's (ew), and seeing some really tall fat lady who was supposed to be their mascot. She approached me and handed me some fried thing. She was talking to me in character. I started to eat it. It wasn't too bad, a little chewy, but not awful. The end of it was sweet, almost like it was an M&M. I tried to ask the lady what it was, but she was talking to someone she worked with, she seemed upset about something.


      I was with my friend Mike at a restaurant. We were drinking. I had an almost empty glass of wine and a full cup of beer. I sipped the beer. It was really good. Mike told me it was Sweetwater Blue. I loved it. I knew I needed to finish my wine. Mike suggested that I just down it.

      Updated 05-18-2011 at 04:41 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable , dream fragment
    12. Nightmare: The Theif

      by , 04-16-2011 at 11:56 AM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I remember something about doing some study, something about lucid dreamers and non-lucid dreamers.


      I was on a school bus, sitting on the left side towards the back. We were going on some band trip. It was nighttime. I remember some guy from elementary school being on the bus. I had had a crush on him or something. We were all talking about how many girls had liked him.

      I then remember I was the only one sitting on the bus seat, and I had wanted the guy from elementary school to sit with me. Instead, a girl I knew in very early elementary school came and sat next to me. She asked if she could first, and I said yes. I fell asleep on the bus.

      When I woke up, we were at our destination. A band parent was trying to tell us all what to do and where to go. Everyone started to get off the bus. I picked up my bags and left too.

      The next thing I remember is sitting at a kitchen table in a house with some of my friends. One girl, someone I knew in high school, Sarah, was sitting next to some guy she was apparently dating. I was sitting next to the guy, putting me at the very end of the large table. We were all laughing and talking. I noticed I was sitting next to a counter that had some spiders on it. Sarah lifted up the guy, who killed the spiders. I looked at the guy, who was still lifted, almost hoisted over Sarah's shoulder. He had a green dinosaur tail and dinosaur legs.

      I then remember waking up outside. It was still nighttime. I was behind a white van. I had apparently fallen asleep standing up. Anyway, I started to hear a noise; someone was coming. I ran into the house that we were all staying at, and started to run into the kitchen. I saw someone approaching the door that I had just entered.

      I made it into the kitchen, and was with Sarah and another person. A man entered. He was disheveled-looking, with greasy shoulder-length dark hair and some facial hair (he looked very similar to the dog-killing man from another one of my dreams). I was scared; we all stared at him with dropped jaws. He pulled out a gun, and fired it at me. I flinched, and all that happened was I felt a puff of warm air go by my head. Apparently, the gun was out of bullets. He commented on this, and said he'd be back later to have sex with me. Then, he started to steal things around the room, mostly food items; I distinctly remember him taking some boxes of granola bars.

      He then left, and I was very upset, scared, and overwhelmed about the situation. I bawled. I saw myself in third person, and I had tears and snot all over my face from all the crying I was doing. I went up to Sarah, who looked the same as I did with the tears and snot, and said
      "He almost killed me...he almost killed us!"

      I woke up terrified. I was afraid to go back to sleep for a few minutes.

      Updated 04-16-2011 at 11:59 AM by 32059

      nightmare , dream fragment , non-lucid
    13. Another MILD! Woohoo!!

      by , 01-13-2011 at 04:14 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I MILDed again!

      I just used my mantra of "I will become lucid" and also said "I will reality check" a couple of times. Yay! I'm glad I found a method that works. Thanks, Matte!

      I was at my house. Some mini leprechaun guy, I think it was supposed to be a guy I know in waking life named Jonni, killed my friend/coworker Virginia in her sleep at her apartment. He was very smart, so there's no way she or anyone could elude him, even if the attack was known about in advance. I was terrified this would happen to me, and my parents were at a movie. I was home alone, and it was getting late. I tried to call my mom and she said they'd be home soon. I fell asleep and woke up quite a few times, each time with a wave of terror upon waking. I called my mom a few more times. I fell asleep and woke up again, and my mom was home, working in her office. It was midnight. I went over to her and told her how scared I was. She seemed annoyed and told me she could just give me a Xanax and lay there with me until I fell asleep, but she truthfully hated doing that for my dad. She said if I didn't fall asleep, she wouldn't do it. I got excited and told her I promised I'd fall asleep. I thought to myself even if I didn't fall asleep, I could pretend so she wouldn't leave.


      I had another dream, but I swore I'd remember it and didn't write it down. Guess what? I forgot it. I fell asleep and woke up again, and decided to MILD. I did my mantras until I fell asleep.


      I was in an episode of Family Guy. The story was about how one of the characters met his wife. It wasn't a very funny episode though. We were on a bus going to basic training for the military. I was sitting with a younger version of Peter. He pulled out a bag of pot mixed with cocaine, and said we could just do the coke off our fingers. I really didn't want to do that. He had just pulled it out, opened it, and stared at it for awhile.

      We got to basic training. It was nighttime outside. We walked through the grass to a screened-in shed that had many seats in front of a stage-type thing with a podium on it for a speaker. We were supposed to listen to someone talk, but they weren't there yet. I smoked a cigarette with Peter. We saw the girl that one of the characters was supposed to meet. She was a cartoon with long, brown, wavy hair and she was dressed all in blue. She smiled flirtatiously as she flipped her hair. Peter's voice came on in the background to say something like "And there she was.".

      The speaker finally came, a big black woman, and we all sat in the chairs. We listened to her talk, and she told us that we had to get up at 5 A.M. every day because one of the people in charge had to get up that early. I thought that was a little ridiculous, but it was the military, so I didn't argue. We were dismissed. I took Peter's hand and he offered me a cigarette. I took one, and he lit mine off of his. We walked past this little area where there were big rocks surrounding a tree in a semi circle. Morrie from Tuesdays With Morrie was there, all cartoonified. Him and Peter made some sort of joke, and we kept walking. We went into another little screened-in shed. There was a big banner lying on a table to welcome us. A big rainbow appeared on the banner. I thought it was very sarcastic sounding, since it was welcoming us to the military.

      Wait what? Rainbows don't just appear on banners. I was dreaming! I knew the dream was almost over, but I examined my hands anyway to induce clarity. Things kept fading, but I finally stabilized them a bit. I did an RC. There was a chalkboard/marker board in the room. It had an orange spiral drawn on it with text inside of it. There were little stick people drawn off to the side. I glanced away and looked back. The text had changed, and the spiral was smaller. I floated up through the ceiling and ended up inside my family's bonus room. I could feel that I was going to wake up any minute, so I quickly thought of something I could do in a short amount of time. I decided to fly through space, if only for a minute. I took off through the ceiling and I was in space! It was beautiful. There were purpleish-blue stars everywhere, and I saw an orange galaxy off in the distance. It was amazing. It only lasted a few seconds though, before it started to fade to black.
      Tags: mild
      lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    14. Muppet Goats and Ax Murderers

      by , 01-07-2011 at 06:28 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      Sigh. I laid in bed, literally, from 12:30am until after 5 before I fell asleep. Wtf, insomnia. I was so tired. I had to cancel my hair appointment this morning so I could get a little bit more sleep.

      Despite all that, I did have a couple of dreams.

      I was in a HUGE cabin with Chris. We were on vacation or something. The cabin was dark on the inside, and it was nighttime outside. I hugged Chris and commented on the weight he had lost (he's very big in waking life), and that my arms could fit all the way around him. There was a muppet-looking goat there, almost looked like a ram. I "remembered" when there had been another goat there, named Dolly, but she had died of old age. Anyway, the cabin had been left alone for a very long time, so the muppet-goat/ram had been left to his own devices. He had taken over my bed, but he surprisingly didn't chew anything up. I examined wires and stuff to see if he had chewed through anything, but he hadn't. I decided to name the goat Henry.

      At some point, I went to sleep, and had a VERY realistic nightmare-within-a-dream. We were hearing noises, but dismissed them as ordinary creaks you'd hear in any old house. Then, I saw a light come on in one of the rooms, which came from the bathroom. I heard a toilet flush as well. I started freaking out saying "Chris, someone's here, someone's here!". We were frozen to the spot. A man stepped out of the room. He looked middle-aged, and looked like a hiker or a hunter. He said he had just been passing through and needed to use the restroom. He started to walk out the door of the cabin, when he turned around and pulled out an ax. We ran, and he chased us. He took Chris down by hitting him in the leg with the ax, and I made it to the stairs before he buried the ax into my leg as well. I remember trying to will myself to wake up, but it felt so real, I didn't think it was going to work, and that we were done for.

      I woke up in the dream very paranoid, and asked Chris, who was on the porch, to please make sure all the doors were locked. The goat was now a cat, who looked just like my kitten in waking life, Miss Belle.

      At some point, Chris wanted to go for a walk on The Greenway, a walking trail in our town in waking life. It closes at sundown, so we started sneaking in over some rocks and bushes. A cop car started to come so I dove in between some rocks to hide myself the best I could.


      I know this one was longer, and I should have written it down as soon as I woke up, but I didn't -_-, so I only remember hearing the song "How to Save a Life" by The Fray, and trying to figure out if it came out in 2005 or 2006.

      This insomnia stuff is driving me crazy. It's been going on for awhile now. I've always been a light sleeper and I've always had sleeping problems, but never to this extent. Maybe I'm just getting old, haha. I'm about to go post something in the Sleep & Health forum, I'm sure you guys have some good advice for me, you always do.

      Updated 01-07-2011 at 06:31 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable , dream fragment
    15. Nightmares of an Insomniac

      by , 01-02-2011 at 11:37 AM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Well, here I am again, awake. I've been awake since 12:30. I have to be up at 5:30 anyway to be at work at 7, so I figured I'd just go ahead and post the one dream I had. Won't be going back to sleep anyway.


      I was in my family's bonus room. The light was very bright, and everything looked very clear. I was with my friends B and C. We were shooting rotting, gray zombies as they came at us. It was kinda like a video game. B used her gun to shoot 3 in the face enough times to bring them down. I said "Let me try!". She handed me the gun and 3 more started coming at us. I shot them in the neck and face, but one was very close and almost got us. I ended up bringing them down before they could reach us. C took the gun from me and took his turn at shooting zombies. After that, the dream started to become eerily realistic. It didn't feel like a game anymore. It seemed to get darker in the room, like it was nighttime inside, but still light at the same time. Very strange. Zombies are everywhere now, not sure where B went, but C was still with me. I become terrified for my life. C said "Don't let them get you..."

      Then, I woke up, half expecting to be in the bonus room. I was panicking. Also, I looked at my phone to check the time, and C had sent me a message 20 minutes before I woke up, which was kinda weird.

      I took a melatonin last night, and I'm thinking I probably shouldn't do that again. I used to take it a lot with no issue, but I guess that's changed. That nightmare was way too realistic for my taste...
      non-lucid , nightmare