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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I figured I'd write down some hallucinations I've experienced during the year. Most of these repeat themselves and I've taken down my snowboard atleast ten times.

I've noticed that the more stressed out I am, and worried. The bigger chance of a hallucination.

*Some people in my sofa wakes me up, there's atleast three of them and they're having a big fight and they don't notice me. I take my cellphone and starts filming, and after a few seconds they all disappear into thin air.

*My pillow is about to explode, and it's filled with alot of spikes. I take the other pillow and press down on it hard, waiting for it to explode. Nothing happens so I throw the pillow on the floor, and leaves it there for the rest of the night.

*Someone's standing by my TV, and is staring at me. "Who are you?" no reply... ten seconds later I realise it's just my bowl of change.

*I wake up, and realise what I've done. I have killed Yoda! He was inside of my pillow for some reason, and I killed him with my big, fat stupid head. I feel really bad and decide to put the pillow with Yoda inside, on the floor.

*There's a swarm of bees trying to sting me to death! I trap them under the pillow and hold it real tight. 1...2...3! I release the pillow and run for my life to the hall. I stay there for a minute.

*Oh no! My snowboard is going to fall down! I run and grab it where it hangs on the wall (it's on a pair of screws, stuck real tight) and try to take it down before it falls. I have to struggle with it for a few seconds before it comes off. I put it on the floor where it will be safe.

*A random stranger is looking in through my window! I grab my pillow with my heart racing, and decide to try to scare him off. He shouldn't be able to see through the curtains, but I can certainly see his silhouette. I throw the pillow hard and it hits exactly the place his head is at... Only to hit a flower. The pot falls to the floor with a loud crash and there's dirt everywhere.

*My friend Felix is crawling on the floor. I watch him closely and wonder what he's doing. He becomes a bag.

*Had to hold a long piece of toiletpaper from the wall to the end of the bed, I was measuring something really important... I became fully lucid in the middle of it all and started to laugh.

*This one's from when I was living at home with my mom and dad. I had my room just next to theirs.
I wake up in the middle of the night and the last picture I see is a prison door slamming in my face, by two laughing girls. I scream the most inhuman scream ever, a deep scream from within my throat, and I push away from the wall with all my might. The entire bed moves about a meter, and my mom and dad walk in the room from two different entrances. When they calm me down I start to cry, never been so afraid in my life.

That's it! Funny eh? I barely have them anymore, but around two years ago, I had them almost every night. Scared the crap out of me and I didn't get enough sleep because of them.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!