false awakening

'Chuzzy.', said a voice. Being the light sleep I have been getting recently, my eyes snapped open. Who said that? I sleep alone in my bedroom, and wasn't my family supposed to be in Dubai? Then..?
'Chuzzy.'
My eyes dart wildly in search of the owner of that voice. While that word may sound funny, the dry raspy voice that said it most definitely was not. I noticed something. I couldn't move. Sleep paralysis? WHAT THE FU--
BOOM.
The door to my room gets ripped apart. Who's there?
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No one.
I get that 'feeling' that someone's in the room. Not necessarily human.
Something dawns upon me.
I MUST BE DRUNK! YEAH! That's gotta be it! (Mind you the total alcohol consumption in my entire life will amount to no more than 5 sips.) Man, one hellova party last night. Haha, he smacked his head good. With that thought, I fall peacefully back to sleep, kicking myself when I woke up.



**Sorry for the quality and content, but, I need sometime to get back into the form I used to be in.

I was in my bed. Everything was fuzzy and disoriented. For a few seconds, I couldn't remember where I was or how I got there. Heck, I couldn't even remember who I was. After a while, things began to make sense. Of course. I looked around. My wall had a pale purple color, unlike the black coloring I had recently done in my room. On the computer table, I saw a rickety old VCR and an iPhone 4G. On the wall in front of me, Da Vinci's 'The Last Supper' was hanging. Finding that a bit odd, I decided to do an RC. I looked at my hands. Perfectly normal.
Deciding that I was, in fact, awake, I got out of my bed. I looked at the clock. 99 hours and O_O minutes. No kidding. I continued along the room, noticing that my beloved tiles were replaced by a carpet that was more like those metal sponges used to clean persistent dried stains on kitchen ware. I opened the door. There was nothing in front of me! Thinking the lights in the corridor must be turned off, I continued. As soon as I stepped in through the veil of darkness that hung just beyond that door, I felt a huge jerk on my bod and a sensation of falling through a long tunnel. I couldn't see anything, and my bod seemed to be spinning at a phenomenal speed. "Portals! Shit!", I thought, as I figured out what was happening.
I slowed down to a stop, landing flat on some grass covered area. It smelled horribly like dead bodies in here. I stood up, and cleaned myself off. Rough ride, I thought. Looking up at the sky, I saw a moonless night. Again.
"Damn, I should make night and dark my dream signs!"
Wait. What? Dream signs? I looked at my hands again. There were no hands! I looked away, and looked again. This time, there was no second finger on my right hand.
I turned lucid. Way to go max, I said to myself, now you need two RCs and things screaming at your face to realize it's a dream. The clarity was good, and the dream was stable. Still, I was taking no chances. While rubbing my hands and activating all my senses, I concentrated on the environment. All around there were huge patches of grass, each blade a foot high. I lone tree stood in the background, leafless, lifeless. I started towards that tree. It was huge, now that I came close. Touching it's bark, I could feel each and every cut in it's bark. So much detail, that I was surprised myself. I did forget some details later on due to an abrupt waking, but I still remember a lot.
I circled around the tree, to look what was behind it, and saw this:



Pennhurst Insane Asylum. I had seen a documentary about it recently. That had GOT to be it. A chilly breeze swept by hair back as I realized that I was in for a lucid nightmare. Smiling, I walked towards it.
I reached the front gate. An ominous feeling seemed to take over me. For a second, I considered turning back and fly to somewhere. But I was not the type to run away. I had visited three supposedly 'haunted' buildings in my city, and spent a night there each with three of my friends, and plus I spent a night in a place that WAS haunted. *shivers* bad experience. After all that, this little lucid nightmare won't frighten me. Or, so I thought.
BOOM! The gate banged open, almost as if it had read my mind and was challenging me to dare to step inside. As I stood there just inches away, I saw it. A dead body, lying there on the ground. One of it's eyes was ling on it's cheek. It's body was badly mutilated. It's left leg stuck out at an odd angle, as if it was twisted by a huge force.
Sheer horror came over me as I saw it was moving. No, it wasn't just moving, it was standing up! I screamed, but no sound came out. The figure limped towards me. It's left leg's ankle bone, (or whatever you call it, I was never good at Biology. ) was sticking out, and as he walked, that bone dragged across the wooden floor, making a horrifying and disgusting scraping sound. I tried to run away. The door was still open. Good. Time to RUN!
I ran at top speed towards the door. It didn't suddenly close or something else didn't pop out. It seemed like I would get out. I reached the door and.....BANG! I struck an invisible barrier, that seemed to be made out of wood. At that very moment, everything changed, as if I was viewing it all through a negative filter. Now I saw the real door, which was closed. As I started to get up, the creepy siren sound from Silent Hill started to ring around the asylum.



I knew what was going to happen before it did. And it wasn't good.
At that instant, the walls around me started to disintegrate into flakes. Now, just like in the movie, I could see the real walls underneath. Something grabbed me from behind. I spun around. It was........this.



I screamed in horror. She grabbed me b the waist, and started, weirdly enough, tonguing my neck. Something was wrong. She was holding me way too tightly. It hurt. The pain grew and grew, until I could bear it no longer. The pain changed into a sort of vibration. I KNOW that vibration ~ I was going to wake up. Grabbing on to a wall to stay in the dream, I managed to shake her off. The vibration didn't stop, and surely enough, I woke up. Drenched in sweat.

Yesterday, I put my alarm clock to 6 o'clock.
I wake up, wash, eat breakfast, and zonk out again. I hear an alarm again. Look at the time. Wtf? 6 o'clock. Oh well, false awakening, I think. I go out of bed. Go to the washroom, wash my face, eat another (unsatisfying) breakfast, and then pass out AGAIN. Now guess what happened? I hear an alarm bell once more. I look at the time. 6 o'clock. What THE hell? I check my hands. Five fingers. Then, I pinch my nose. Can't breathe. Dang!

I get beat up....



Rating : ★★★☆☆

Date : 19th May 2010

I dreamed I was in my room. It was normal here. I couldn't tell it from real life. I was busy doing preparations for the trip to Alaska. I packed my clothes and stuff, inside a teapot. They all just shrank and zoomed inside the cup, fitting easily. It was almost like magic. But that was normal. Teacups are used as suitcases in real life anyways, I thought. I also remember putting in a toilet seat inside, for some purpose. When I had finished, I went out out my room. In real life, I have made a mental note to do an RC every time I open the door to my room. Following the habit, I look at the wall clock that hangs near my door. 1:30 pm. Quite normal. Oh yeah, I have to look twice. Almost lazily, I looked again at the clock, thinking that it was a waste of time. The time was now 1:15. Hmmmm, that's odd. Maybe I read the time wrong before? Oh well, I will miss my bus to the airport if I don't hurry. So I continue out again, but I find that the door is closed. I pull it open again, but no go. Now seriously doubting reality, I decided to nose-pinch. I could still breathe!
I become lucid. I tried to sharpen my view. I spun around. I didn't feel dizzy, but my vision was certainly a lot clearer, as if some kind of fog had been lifted. I looked at my hand, just for extra lucidity. There were seven fingers in both hands. Again, my lucidity increased quite a lot. I open the door to my room again, but it was locked. I didn't want to do anything particularly powerful or exciting so early into the lucid. So I just kicked it away.
But I was now inside a roman stadium. I was never good at history, so I probably didn't know what was going on. There was an audience in high benches all around. There were gold fences around me, but the arena itself had a floor of dirt, mud and clay. In the distance I could see split air-conditioners all around. Good. I don't like being in hot weather anyways. I was wondering what to do, when I noticed that the walls of the arena had cages inside them, and there were large tigers caged inside. They were wearing black and gold armor, and quite heavy ones at that.
Suddenly, a stage comes up with a commentator on it. He grabs the microphone, and shouts, "Battle of the warrior! Start the fight!"
Cool. Just what I wanted. Even my dreams know my preferences.
The bars of the cage disappeared into thin air. A lump of raw meat landed near to me. It was a bait. Smelling the meat, the tigers in heavy armor rushed at it. One of them took the meat and swallowed it whole. Now they were looking for food elsewhere, and spotted me.
My dream was destabilizing. I can tell when it's so because it starts to slowly fade/blur around the edges and then disappears whole. So I rubbed my hands. The faster I rubbed, the more the dream became clear. At last when it was clear enough, I did the nose-pinch RC again. I could still breathe.
The tigers were now circling me. I summoned my katana from thin air, expecting it to be in my hand when I look at it again. I decided to name it Darkness. If you look upon the description, it fits, really. It slowly materializes. But now there is something wrong. It feel heavier than before. There are black flames already around it. What?! I didn't do anything yet. Also, it was harder to control than before. It started to vibrate a little. But when I touched the sword, I really felt a kind of sadness and a thirst for killing. When I put it away, it was gone, but as soon as I held it again, there was that feeling again. And all the time there were black flames wrapped around it. Strange. True I had it only once before, but why is it so weird?
All this time I was pondering about my sword, the tigers were standing still, as if time was frozen. Now everything snapped back to reality. Dream reality, more like. I decided to fight using my sword, and just ignore the unusual behavior.
One of them jumps at me. What was that guy thinking? I love special effects during my dreams, because they are the only times I get to do stuff I can not do in real life, and I try to take as much fun from them as possible, not start meditating and go around asking my DC's or even Leona about life. Get to the point, fighting. I am a pretty peaceful guy IRL, y'know.
The tiger is now an inch away from me. I slash him, but the only thing my eyes can see is my hand blurring for a millisecond, and then back to the normal position. So this is what it felt like to have supernatural powers at will. A deep slash appears on the tigers middle, and he drops, making weird noises in pain. I take pity on him, because even if he's a DC, I don't like killing animals. I look away from him, and back again. Now he is completely cured, and small as a kitty. He meows a thanks. I said out loud to him, "Now go away before I unleash my passion of kicking kittens."
Though I was kidding, he fled. I realized I couldn't fight the others. I just don't like animals in pain. So when I look back at the whole bunch, I expect there to be a large number of skilled ninjas. My best technique is the expectation technique, because it always works for me. Indeed, there are about twenty or so ninjas now. One of them comes at me, wielding a white katana, which is more like a dagger. I disappear, and appear behind him again. My favorite move. He hangs in mid-air for a second, and then his body splits cleanly in two. If I made them all like real men, there would have been a lot of mess, so I just make dust shadows. Fun to kill, and they don't make a mess.
His body turns to dust and disappears. Enraged at the fall of their comrade, they all rush at me in sets of five or four. Too easy. I was going to use flash step again, but at the last moment my sword felt real heavy and started to vibrate quote violently. What's wrong with this thing?
PS you might be wondering that how come my LDs are so long? Well, a picture's worth a thousand words, so divide all that text by thousand and you get a frame of the whole video clip. In short, it takes much more typing to describe the dream than it takes to experience it.
Now the ninjas are dangerously near me. But I don't care. I can fight without my sword as well. I punch the one in the front in the face, and he flies back a long distance, hitting a wall and slumping to the ground. I beat all of them in about five seconds, and that includes the other ninjas as well.
I was still in that same old Rome style arena. And the audience was still there. With the ninjas out of the way, I decided to check what was wrong with my sword. It was still emanating that dark fire, and still was heavy and vibrating. The more I looked, the more there was to see. To give you guys an idea of what my sword is like, here's a pic:



But my sword is pure black instead of shining metal like the one above. I had never looked at my sword up close. There was the silver line along it's middle, alright. But now near the hilt, and on the blade, were engraved small words, reading "Espada el Diablo", literally meaning "The Devil Sword". Something to do with Bleach, I thought.
Suddenly, a sharp pain pierces my back. I got shot! No wonder I did, standing in the middle of an arena looking at my sword. I looked at my attacker. He was Dante, from Devil May Cry.



What the HELL?! I DO NOT play Devil May Cry!
"Surprised?", he says. "I figured you would be pretty strong, having defeated Nero."
So that's what it was all about.
"Wait, you got the wrong....."
He suddenly fires on of his guns at me. It was a direct aim at my head. I use my other favorite, rather instinctive move, tilting my head slightly to one side. Why, you ask? Because it looks cool.
"I have got no time to kid around, and I don't take shit from anyone except cute girls. Just fight already."
"As you wish."
I stabilize my dream again, just to be sure. That way I won't drop unconscious in the middle of the fight.
"Just to warn you, I am not that Nero guy. I am way ahead of him."
I see. No matter, I will defeat this guy as well.
I wait for him to make the first move. He suddenly appears on my right. What?! He was in front of me! Wait, he is still there! Two of them? The main one fires two simultaneous bullets, which I barely dodge in time. The copy, which I took for as being weak, kicks me hard in my side. It hits me, and I go flying over, smash into a wall, and fall to the ground. What the hell is with this guy? It's not like I am that weak or something, but this is damn crazy.
Instantly, he is standing by my side. He points a gun to my chest.
"I told you, I am not Nero."
He fires, aiming squarely for my heart.
A flash of blinding white light follows the blast. In real slow motion, I see Leona, in a dark cape, fly between my a Dante. Moving lightning-fast, she grabs the bullet heading towards my head in mid-air with her finger and thumb, then grabs me and flash steps a distance away.
Now I notice that she is also wearing an armor of some sort. It's black and purple. Nice combo. She smacks me on the head.
"OW! What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"You are pathetic. Asking for a DC that powerful and getting beat up."
"Hey, I didn't summon him, he came by himself."
"Yeah, and you didn't long for a strong opponent all this time, did you?
"Well............."
"Tch...............what an idiot. Can't even control your own emotions."
She disappears from beside me. Now she is face to face with Dante. I get up to help, but my body is paining to much to even stand up. I feel a kind of vibrating and a burning sensation.
"Just stay where you are. I'll take care of this guy."
Hearing that, Dante says, "I'm sorry missy, but I don't really fight with girls. How 'bout we get a nice drink instead?'
"Don't underestimate me." she says, glaring at him. In third person, I saw her eyes contract to cat-like slits, her expression angry and cruel. Her eyes were red again.
She disappears from view. I deep wound appears on Dante's right hand. He drops his gun in pain.
"I told you, don't underestimate me."
Leona is behind him! He quick jumps back a good distance away, grinning.
"I see what you mean. Sorry, but I'll have to go all out against you. No hard feelings, 'kay?"
He disappears, and so does Leona. They are so damn fast, I can't even see them. All I see is just faint blurs, bursts of Dante's gun, and sparks of light. They finally stop. Dante is on one knee, panting. Leona is still unhurt, and is smiling. Dante gets up.
"I'll have to use my ultimate technique."
Suddenly, there are ten Dante-s all around Leona.
"This enables me to make copies of myself, each as strong as me."
They all open fire. But Leona is too fast for all of them. She defeats each and every single one of them in a flash.
"Copies, eh?"
Now there are countless Leona-s there. They all are moving independently. One of them says, "Then how about this? This is time control. Each and every one of these is me. That's because to you, I am here."
Another one says, "And I am also here."
Dante is standing in shock. He can't begin to comprehend anything. Time freezes. Or rather, Leona freezes time. But there are about 20 more Leona-s there. What the HELL?!
One of them says to me, "I am freezing time every time I freeze time, creating loops of time freezes. That way, each and everyone of myself is behaving independently, is controlled by me, and can attack more than twice at once. My ultimate technique."
This is too much for me to grasp. All of the Leona-s jump up, and send a huge wave of energy at Dante, who is frozen.
I can see the instant the shock waves hit, and then feel the power. One of the shock waves, when I was hit by it, split my body nearly in half when Leona used that move. To think a single person would receive over 20 of those. The explosion was unfathomable, and Dante disappears, totally wiped out by the extreme explosion.
I was losing control and vividness. I knew I couldn't hold on, the pain was too great. That was a powerful blow.
"Hey Leona! Just tell me one thing, are you my DG or someone else's as well?"
"Ah, you are worried after reading those posts on the forum, are you?"
"How'd you know that?!"
'I am your subconscious after all. But no, it's definitely not possible for two people to have the same Dream Master, thats coz DMs are manifestations of you personality."
"Really? Does that mean my personality is girl-like?"
'What an idiot! Don't you see any other quality besides being a girl? Never mind. I am only your subconscious. Yours only."
"Sounds more like a love confession, you know."
She punches me in the face. But there is a smile on her face.
"Thats another couple of week's of hell training for you!"
"Wha..........?"
I couldn't do anything anymore. I feel my whole body shaking, then vibrating violently. I try to rub my hands, but nothing happens. I feel like I am floating in a void. I don't remember anything after that. Dozed off to normal sleep, I guess.

Now this is where the fun starts. Now, I don't have any more nightmares of this kind, so I can enjoy my lucids. Finally!

Note: From here on, I will post my dreams in a rough order, because I don't remember the exact dates. However, once I have written all the dreams I can remember, I will update my DJ daily so you can read it in order. ^_^

I meet my DG



Rating : ★★★★☆

My first WILD, by the way.

I came home, very tired after a whole day at the beach partying with my friends, celebrating the beginning of summer vacation. I lay down on my bed, intending to WILD as it would be a good time to do so. I stay still, use some meditation to calm myself, and then start reverse blinking. I don't know how long I was going at it. After a while, I felt vibrations pulsing through my body. The vibrations start particularly with my hands, then spread throughout my entire body.
Eventually, I begin to enter SP. I hear a sound, like a whisper, or perhaps wind blowing. And I can see red and black lines flying around here and there. I was pretty excited on finally making some progress, but I told myself to calm down. Slowly, these lines combined to form weird shapes, which were also jumping about. It's was an amazing experience. Now they began to expand. They expanded until I could see nothing else, and then I felt a sucking sensation, as if I was falling into the mass of shapes.
I finally enter dream state. Just to be sure, I pass my finger through my palm. It easily goes in, but it leaves a hole in my palm. I remember I was very amused at this, and kept on punching holes in my palm until I was bored. Then I started to look around. I was in a vast, open area, with tall skyscrapers made entirely of glass. None of these buildings had a reflection. The whole landscape was completely deserted. I eat a pill that was in my pocket (another technique I am handy with) and grow black wings. I flap them and start to fly. It was amazing! I flew high and low, enjoying the feeling to my hearts content. This was the first time I remember being this happy in a dream. While flying, I do some stability techniques to stabilize the dream.
After a while, I land, now in a street full of shoppers and passer-byes. I try talking to them, but all anyone can say is, "Whatcha?" Again, I was very amused. Then I started to lose lucidity. I yell, "Increase Lucidity!" Nothing Happens. I rub my hands to try and stabilize the dream, but in vain. As a last resort, I spin. I am still spinning, and the dream ends. I am back on my bed awake. Suddenly, my clock starts to ring. It's a glow in the dark type, and I can see it's 4 o'clock. Then I turn it off and check the time again. It's now 11:30. I was like, eh? Another FA? Cool!
I slowly get out of my bed, but I find I can not move my body. Looking here and there, I see my usual room, but now someone was sitting on the chair of my computer table. It was a very pretty girl, about 18 or so, and looked French. She was wearing a deep blue dress, and was just sitting there, looking at me. As I saw her, I couldn't stop looking. I sensed an aura emanating from her, and I felt this sudden sensation of love and warmth, but with a hint of sadness. I have already described it in one of my posts. She starts to rise, and I notice I still can't move. She comes up to me, and is now standing directly above me. I am quite calm, knowing it's a dream, and besides, she didn't have a dangerous intention, I could sense it. (I am good at sensing auras ^_^) I can only gaze at her, mesmerized by her beauty, especially her shoulder-length hair, which were a blonde color.
She asks me, "Do you know who I am?"
"A dream character?"
"No, I am your dream master."
Confused, I say, "Huh? Do you mean dream guide?"
"You can say that."
"WOW! I have never met my dream guide before."
"Of course you haven't. How dumb do you think I am?"
"Sorry. Well, whats your name, anyways?"
"It's Leona."
"I see."
"Well, don't just lie there! Get up, you lazy asshole!"
I was shocked by that, and told her I couldn't move. But the she smiled and grabbed my arm, and pulled me up. "Follow me." she says, and leads me out of my room. I exit through the door, and come to a clear, green area, with only grass and a few trees.



I ask her, "Well, what do dream guides do?"
"I am here as your dream master, and I bet I can teach you a few things."
"Really? Like what?"
'Well, do you know how to summon objects?"
"Not really, though I have heard of it."
"Well, let's just try that first. First, focus on the object you wanna summon."
"Okay."
"Next, raise your hand and imagine it materializing there. You have to feel it materializing or it won't work."
I did as she instructed, and found the lightsaber I had imagined in my hands.
"Cool! What else can you teach me?"
"Thats it for now, I'm tired."
"Hey, wait! I wanna learn some more."
"Okay, this is a really cool trick. Imagine your real body lying peacefully in your bed."
I did so. "Now imagine yourself falling back into it."
Again, I did what she told me.
And then, I woke up. I had been tricked! That B*TCH!!


Well, thats it for today. I have perhaps four or so more dreams to share before I can post my latest ones. It's really late now, and I am tired of typing.
Be sure to comment and rate! Thanks!

Hey guys!
Finally, I have begun to type my dream journal on this site. I look forward to sharing my experience with you and getting your opinion. My LDs are usually sharp and clear, my recall is good (even if it is crappy at the moment) and I get a lot of LDs! So get ready to dive into the midst of my dreams where you will find excitement, danger, love, joy, happiness, thrill, suspense, mystery and darkness!
Now with the boasting intro out of the way, here are the earliest dreams I can remember.



Note: I can't remember all of my dreams, so I will only post that are particularly exciting and worth posting. Also, the dreams may NOT be in order, 'cause it's kinda hard to remember ALL of my dreams AND keep them in order. So I will write as many as I remember and then continue updating my DJ from now on.


Reoccurring Characters in my dreams :

1. Me.

Forms : I usually appear same as real life in my dreams. However, I can morph into any form I want. The most common transformation I undergo is my transformation into a vampire by touching a tattoo that starts from my arms, spreads to my shoulders and then to my neck. In vampire form, I gain a burst of incredible energy, and I have clawed hands and feet, black wings to fly with, and red, cat-like eyes.

Powers : Most often, I summon my sword to fight. I can use magic, the magic of wind, earth, fire, water, light and darkness. I do that by using rings that appear on my wrists whenever I wan to use magic. I also use flash steps in almost all of my battles. I can also create shock waves that are immensely powerful, that once sliced a castle neatly in half. Another technique I am very handy with is stopping time upon will. And I am pretty good at every other technique like telekinesis, summoning, teleporting, etc.


2. Leona.

Form : She is my dream guide. I met her a LONG time ago, and she appears in almost all of my dreams after that. She is a female of about 20 years, is slim and blonde, and has a very pale skin. Overall, I would say that she is hypnotically beautiful. but she has a very strict character, and it is very hard to get in her good looks. But sometimes she can be soft and tender and takes care of me for a bit. But that is rare. She taught me summoning, strengthening my dream body on will, a little but of telekinesis and has on numerous occasions, saved my life.

Powers : Leona is INCREDIBLY powerful, and is my master in combat skills. She knows even better martial arts than me, a black belt tea-kwon-do pupil. She can use flash steps too, and her speed is phenomenal. I had a hard time defeating her with all of my power, when she was not even fighting at full power. She is a vampire, and it was due to her bite that I became a vampire. She has her own sword, which she can use with the skill of a master. She can also use all of the powers I have, and she can also create multiple shock waves, the power of which I can not even begin to fathom. Her ultimate technique is to stop time using magic, and then stop time again while in that state, creating loops of time freezes, enabling her to create infinitely more copies of herself that ARE her, but in different, um, frames of reference, so to speak.

Devil Jin.

Description : He is the spirit that resides within my sword. Actually, my sword IS him, in a sealed state. Somehow, perhaps due to my ignorance about not playing with evil stuff, he was created by me when I summoned my sword for the first time. He is extremely powerful, and is VERY hard to control. It took me all of my might and Leona's help to bring him down. I suspect he could be an actual spirit, but then again, he could be a reoccurring DC. But once defeated, I can use him as a sword, and extremely powerful one. He claimed that he is made up of a ll my "negative thoughts" once, and was created due to me foolishly fantasizing about being evil, dark and stuff. He has large black wings, bright blue eyes, quite a hunk of muscles and horns on his head.

Forms : While in released form, he can fight on equal level with me, and is able to use all of my techniques. Additionally, he also flies around a lot during combat. He also had razor-sharp claws that he uses to slice up anything in his way. When he is sealed, that is the sword form, he becomes a long, extremely thin, black katana with a silver guard, silver handle, and a thin sivler line running across the middle of it's blade. Whenever I am really serious, a black fire starts to come out from it, perhaps it's my inner energy in that form. The black fire doesn't burn me or anything, it just flows around the sword. But I find that whenever that happens, my sword becomes unexpectedly more powerful. Has the words "Espada el Diable" engraved in silver on the blade near the hilt.






My first LD!



Rating : ★★☆☆☆

Ever since the age of seven, or possibly five, I have had some awareness during my dreams. In most of my dreams, I remember questioning reality during a weird dreams. Whenever I would see something strange, I would think, "How is this possible? This is a dream!" Even though I had awareness in almost all of my dreams, I could not control my dreams, not knowing of lucid dreams. The most I could so was forcibly awake myself from a particularly horrifying dream, sometimes ending up in FA. Back then, I didn't know about FAs, and they freaked me out. It continued like this for some 6 or 7 years.
However, quite a long time before, I was in a similar situation, and had high awareness. I didn't know about LDing even then, so I thought it would be the same, knowing it's a dream but not controlling it. But it turned out to be different. P.S. sorry for the bad recall, it WAS a long time ago, y'know.

I was in my school's basketball court, somehow. I don't know why, or how, I just became lucid. I was VERY excited, and was wondering how can I move while in a dream? I have never done that before. Then I tried to move about a little more, and found it was extremely realistic. Then I touched a nearby pillar, and then again I was very amazed at how real it all felt. I was thinking, AWESOME!! Wait till I wake up!! Maybe it was due to the excitement and my own ignorance of lucid dreaming, the dream started to fade and I woke up, still amazed at what I had experienced.


Now, this is the second earliest I clearly remember, which happens to be months back. Between my first LD and this one, there were many lucid dreams, all too short and disappointing, and all ending up in 10 seconds or so. When I had this LD, I had researched on lucid dreaming quite a bit and acquired a lot of skills, but still had some problems with clarity and stability. It was very hard to practice in 10 second series of dreams.

My first lucid nightmare!



Rating : ★☆☆☆☆

I was with some of my old school friends. I am walking along a road, in my home city. We are all going to a restaurant that is just visible in the distance. We come to a bus stand, and some meters ahead, there is a telephone stand. I tell something to one of my friends, and without my noticing, the landscape changes. Now there are no more shops. An endless, barren road, just with that bus stand sign and the telephone box. Suddenly, clouds gather up in the sky. It begins to rain heavily. There is a flash of violent, purple lightning. We are all drenched in the cold rain. We decide to head back, but there are no buildings around. Just an endless road.
Suddenly, we hear someone crying. It is an eerie cry. We can't locate it. But we can definitely hear it. The crying doesn't stop, and it fills us with despair and horror. I look for any shelter nearby, and decide to check out the telephone box. As soon as I come near it, the atmosphere changes.
A true dread fills me. In the telephone box, there is someone standing. A little girl, perhaps 12 or so, wearing an old nightgown. She is crying, with the most horrific as well as sad crying you have ever heard. I am mesmerized. I can't run away. I can't scream. I can't help her. All I can do is look in horror, as she turns and slowly faces me. And I see her face. Her face is the most terrifying, by far the worst experience of my life. Somehow, I become lucid. I am still looking at her face, and I see her pupil-less eyes, her torn lips, the black tongue, the pale skin, and the blood in little drops all over. Out of sheer horror, I scream. I scream the loudest I ever have, one that is filled of true horror. I find the feeling in my legs, and turn around. No one is there. All my friends are gone. The rain is still pouring, and the thunder still flashing. And the same landscape. The endless road. And the girl is coming after me, hands held out. She is walking slowly, and I am now running fast, but she still remains about the same distance away.
I locate a shabby building nearby. I run into it, out of helplessness. I find just one room inside, a long room with not much width, so if is spread my hands, I could touch both the walls at the same time. I enter this room through a door. On the other side, there is a small opening, about half a meter long and wide. Not enough for me to get through. There is a green gas coming out of that opening. At first, I am relieved, thinking that the gas will drive "her" away, but I soon realize that I am choking. I run back toward the door, but the girl is standing there. Trapped! I think, better lethal gas than her, and run toward the opening, hoping she won't be able to come.
But I was wrong. Now she is coming fast toward me, still with that horrifying face, but which now has a smile on it. The most dreadful and cruel smile I have ever seen. She is still coming towards me. Her legs are rotating about like the wheels of a train. Up, and down. Up, and down, and in a circular motion. Just like a train. Now she is just a hand length away. She brings her hands to my neck, choking me. I am powerless to even resist her. I am still lucid, and the reality of it makes my body shudder violently with horror. She has long sharp nails, which are now digging into my neck. Still choking, she brings me closer to her face. This time, I scream with all my might, a scream no one can hear. The worst, most dreadful experience of my life. She hold me like this for a second, and smiles that wicked smile again. I beg in my mind, Please! Let it be over! Now, she opens her mouth, and a smell comes to me, a smell filled of rotting flesh and human blood. She bites my chest, and I feel an agonizing pain there. I can't take it any more. My bode starts to violently vibrate. A painful experience in itself. And suddenly, I woke up, seeing my mother's face and my father nearby, both having a tensed look on their faces. I learnt that my family could hear me screaming, and shouting something, and writhe and twitch in bed in pain. I also learnt that they had a hard time waking me up, I was moving so violently and looked like I was in pain. This experience left me traumatized for a week, and still, after all that time, I can't forget it.

Zombified Little Girl? AGAIN?



Rating : ★★☆☆☆

I dreamed that I was in a town with some of my friends, and was staying over for a few days. It's was quite a remote town, with hardly any luxuries as there are in the city. We were walking along a deserted road, which was made of normal clay instead of the hard ones in the city. I was having fun with my friends. I didn't notice that there was an eerie atmosphere, nor that there were no street lamps and we could only see ahead of us only 20 meters or so. We were walking along the road and talking. My vision was surprisingly sharp. After sometime, one of my friends told us that there a rumor around this town, that there is a haunted house nearby. It was said that it was the scene of a brutal triple murder by a drunk man who killed his wife and two children. My other friends thought it as funny, and took it just as a rumor. I sensed some danger, but I decided to chill out and told myself that it's probably a rumor. After that we somehow arrived at a mall on one side of the road, and decided to enter it. The name of the mall was "Mall of Dhahran" This is a real mall IRL. So we went inside it, and found a large area with only a few shops, and the rest was cleared out as if still under construction. We saw one room for a shop under construction, but there was a ragged old white cloth hung over it, so we couldn't see what was inside.
I sensed a strange aura coming from that area, an aura that reeked of evil, sadness and danger. Again, I dismissed it as imagination, and we went ahead. But one of my friends stopped and told us to go ahead and check the rest of the mall out. When we asked him where he was going, he said that he was going to check out that room we saw earlier. We all agreed and told him to meet with us 30 minutes later at a certain point, and we separated. I went ahead to do some more window shopping, and saw a shop named "Attitude" I am sure you have heard of it. Then I looked somewhere else, and looked at the name again and it had changed to "Aptitude" I became lucid. It felt so amazing, and so real! How exciting. I didn't know much or care about RCs and stability etc at the time, so I just went ahead and decided to continue exploration, but I realized that walking was taking precious LD time. I wished that I could somehow get faster, and as I was looking toward a certain spot far ahead, I was immediately transported there. Cool!, I thought. After spending some time looking here and there, I hear a scream. Again, a scream full of sheer horror. I run to the source, arriving there in seconds. I find my friend, the one who had separated with us earlier, crouched near that same room, screaming, and crying in fright. He is a grown up and is actually pretty brave, to make him scream and cry like that would take something truly dreadful. As I go near him, I see his clothes are ripped at various places, and he is losing a lot of blood. He is hiding his face in his hands, and crying.
I go up to him and try to help him and calm him down. I place my hand on his back, and he raises his head, and looks at me. His face is all bloody, and there are deep wound that look like they were made by sharp nails deeply scratching his face. But his face is full of dread, and I realize that he is frightened of me.
I say, "Calm down! Just calm down! It's just me! No one is there! It's alright now, just calm down a bit." Hearing my voice, he calms down. I ask him, "What the hell happened? Why are you all bloody and wounded like this?" He says, "MAX! It was her! She tried to kill me! You must run away from here! The house! The girl!" After that, there are no more coherent words. he seems to have lost his courage to speak.
Again, that same change in environment, the same dreadful feeling, the same girl, the same horror. She is coming out of the room, which I realize was somehow connected to the haunted house we were talking about earlier. This time, my vision is extra-clear, and I faint with horror, with just one look at that face.

I wake up, drenched in sweat, and the face printed in my mind, probably forever.

Leave me ALONE!



Rating : ★★☆☆☆

I was sleeping in my TV lounge. I suddenly woke up but still felt as if it all was unreal. Then I suddenly remembered that today is my maths exam! oh shit, I look at the clock, the time is 8:00! I nearly missed it! Anyways, there I was wishing that I was at the school and without my noticing, I was at the school. I see the whole building is empty. I think that no one is here yet. I am early. After that, I feel a really strange presence, like one you get when you think someone is following you. I turn around, and see a small girl. Only she looks like some sort of zombie, with hands and legs switched, and a whole lot of blood. I am shocked for a while, and she comes near me with her hand held out, as if asking for help. I suddenly realize that this must be a dream, as you don't get zombified little girls in the real world. She is know very close to me. I yell at her, " Get out of here, leave me alone!" And suddenly, my dream begins to dim, but I rub my hands and hang on to a pole to stay in the dream. My vision sharpens, and now I am in a totally different scenario. I am in a country side, with green hills and mountains. Then I look for something in my pocket, and take out a pill, rather like the ones that contain oil. I think, if I eat this, I will be able to fly, and viola! I eat it and start to fly, without need of directing my flight. What an amazing experience. It lasted for a while like this, then I wake up. I think, what an amazing dream! Ah well, time to get up. I look at the time, it's 6:05. I start to get out of my bed, and my clock suddenly rings. I look at it, and see it's 4:25. What is going on? I check my hands, I am missing my second finger, as if it's been cut off. Then again I get that strange feeling, and a figure, much nastier than before is coming towards me. I start to panic, and unconsciously, force my eyes open. But my eyes feel REALLY heavy and it is quite difficult to wake up, as if the dream is trying to MAKE me stay, but I manage it, this time for real.

By now, you all must have realized that I have a serious problem with this, but I finally manage to solve it, in my next LD.