Just Dreaming

Illegally Driving an Illegal Car: (non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at my friend Eli's house (because I have never been there in real life, his house looks like the normal house I dream about when I haven't actually been there). His house is brown, has one floor, is on a pond, it has a large mud room in the front of the house that has stairs up to a higher level.

I didn't really do much at his house, but I wake up in the living room ready to go to school. I check my iPhone, and it has this app on it that looks like the weather channel- but has an icon on the front that says what the weather will be like. Right now it has a sun and says 91F (it was actually 91 yesterday).

I'm now at this weird cafeteria that I have never been to in real life before, but its the same on from an earlier dream. Eli is there and we start to talk, I forget what its about but I'm pretty sure its just small talk. Someone motions that its ready to start the trip. We are going on a field trip today, but we all have to drive ourselves to get there. I actually don't have my license, but I'm a pretty good driver. I'm have my dads big, blue, F-150 to drive.

I don't really know where I'm going, but I just follow people. I get off the highway after some time, and see an underground parking garage. As I get inside of it, I realize how much of a pain in the ass it's going to be to actually park it. It takes me a lot of tires, but I get it to work.

A police officer comes over to me and asks who the car is registered to. I tell her that its registered to my dad. She says that it's actually not a real plate and she's going to need to do some tests on the car to make sure that the car is real. I forget exactly what she does, but she does a lot of tests and all of them confirm that the car is real.

Weird dream, but I am glad that I had four I could remember last night. Only posting two, though :3.

Robbers Searching For Cats: (non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in my room drinking water. The water has no flavor and I don't feel the glass touching my mouth, or the water going down my throat. I thought I heard a cat scratching on the door outside. The scratching sounded louder though. All of the sudden- the door came flying into the kitchen (the room that the door is attached to). I heard people yelling and realized we must be getting robed. I ran upstairs and to my left was opening to the attic. It was in the ceiling and all I had to do was hit it for a latter to fall. I grabbed the latter and went up it into the attic. It was really dark and I didn't like it.

One of the robbers said that he heard a cat go upstairs. I could hear him running and walking around up here. After he went back downstairs- I was getting tired of being up here. The next thing I remember was the fact that I was in the basement now. I ran under the stairs and hid myself so no one could see me.