memorable

After a day at the fair, me and the band congregate on a beautiful cliff over-looking the ocean which was litt beautifully by the moonlight. It would of been incredibly relaxing had I not remembered this dream. As the band is talking I hear the water becoming agitated and I immidiately grab our drum major and run off to the side where the cliff circles a wall and a gap becomes clear. I get ready to jump it but stop just before because it was too large. I lose my footing and plummet towards the ocean and I know what monsters wait below. I then find myself struggling to escape the dreamworld. My window in RL becomes visible but the dream is still trying to take hold. I feel my bed start to shake me kicking It trying to awaken somebody so that they can come wake me. I finally manage to break free but unable to move as I am now in sleep paralysis for a few minutes until I finally regain control. (this was my first SP encounter)

The scene opens with me my dad and my little brother walking up to the end of our street. There is snow completely covering the ground. Everyones house has ligts around it and it illuminates the night. My dad sits down on a bench where a couple fiercly making out then coming down the street is the parade. It was amazing to see in such a vivid dream. Elves were directing reindeeres with lights that changes to the colors of christmas. Then the sleigh came down without a santa and then behind the sleigh was a loose reindeer. It went onto a ladies porch across the street she pet it, it then came over to where I was it came up behind me and bumped me in the back. I ran and climbed on to a van I then felt backwards/dizzy and rolled off onto the snow in the front of the car. The reindeer starts coming over to meet me as the parade still goes by. The dream ends.

The dream begins with an inside shot of me and my brother looking out into the rainy night, then it moves outward into the night to show that are parents are nowhere to be seen.
"Watch t.v," I say to my brother. He turns on the t.v and the lamp and lays down on the couch. I head upstairs and when I look to the right, I notice an odd light coming from the restroom. I head inside and with a shock I find a large flame on the sink. I run and get a washcloth. I wet it and run back and wring th water onto the flame. I then try to turn on the light but it does not work. The only light is the fire. I wet the cloth again and once more put it onto the fire. The flame is doused. I take in a sigh of relief and then i head downatairs, more trouble. The couch my little brother is laying on is on fire and my brother is just laying there watching the television. I scream at him to get out of the way and he does. I once again start the firefighting. As I am doing so, the phone rings I don't answer it for obvious reasons and the machine picks it up. It is my mom and she is in tears she is talking to someone else and she is saying how we are in the hospital. Once the flame is put out my lkittle brother gets back on the couch and continues watching t.v. I try to open the front door but my hand keeps slipping off.
"Joshua, come open the door," I say.
"No," he replies. The phone rings. I pick it up.
"Hello?" I scream, the stress in my voice clearly heard. A lady comes on the phone and says how it's good how she found out where I live. Obvious horror dream in the making.