non-lucid

I'm at a marching band competition and we are sitting in the bottom bleachers as our band instructor is talking to us. As he is talking I see my brother, in his old
Denbigh drum major uniform walk past. He looks at me, but he does not want to interrupt our instructor. After our instructor leaves my brother comes over smiling and says hi.
"Hi," I say as I stand up and hug him.(He's in Hawaii for college, so I only see him on holidays.) The dream scene then switches.
It is night still at the competition and I'm sitting at the top of the bleachers with the drum line, who are playing their drums softly. Then our band comes out onto the field.
They begin to play their song that is apparently played without the drum line. Once they are done, the drumlin stands up to go join them, but before they can, the band starts to play the main show.
"Hey! They forgot us!" yells someone on the line. The dream ends with us watching the rest of the show.

The dream begins with me at lunch in a different school, the dream then switches and I am getting out of a limo on a college campus.

The dream begins with me watching a movie some kind of action/adventure movie in my parents' bedroom (I think it might be a Transformers cartoon) and as I am doing so my beagle
who was laying on the bed next to me lifts her head up, but it is turned away from me. I look over at her, the dream still in my peripheral vision. She is in this position for a long time,
long enough that I get an uneasy feeling. I get off the bed and lay down on the floor, facing away from the movie and towards the door. My dog gets off and lays beside me again.
For some odd reason I picked up her head in my hand, but I could not get myself to put it down. The whole time I had a feeling of some impending doom.
I kept telling myself to wake up, but I could not do so. After awhile longer the dream ends.

The dream begins with the camera showing a scene of a guy yelling at me from the other side of his house. "No!" he screams. "Go away, your just going to blowup that thing in my yard again!"
He continues to call out to me as i'm walking away in the wet grass on the side of his house. As his vision it centered somewhere else, I sneak onto his porch. I grab the handle to his house, an slowly turn it...
unlocked. As I look into the doorway, I can not make out any objects for all I see is a white glow coming out of the house. As I enter the house the glow dims, and I can see the light was coming from a chandelier in a
room of his. I began walking towards the back door, which was straight in front of me, but a loch thump upstairs scared me and made me detour to the room with the chandelier. Underneath the chandelier
was two large metallic circular tables, which housed hand boxes and strewn about papers. As I try my best to hug the wall and squeeze past the tables, a trail of debris is left in my wake.
I then as I'm getting towards the end of the room, I knock over a table. It falls to the ground with a shattering crash. Just as soon as the table fell, a barrage of stomping was herds upstairs getting closer.
As my attacker got downstairs, I kept my head down for the rest of the dream for I did not wish to see my attacker.
The dream ends.

The dream begins with a closeup of the alarm clock resting on my bed.
The time reads 12:04. And it is a school day. "Mom!" I yell. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
I walk into her room and find her on the toilet reading a magazine. I beleive her reply was somewhere along the lines of "I was busy."
I groan as I stomped back into my room. I go in my closet and grab my skinnies and a tee. I then begin to rummage through my drawers and I happened to find an odd item. I lift it up and scrutinize it further. The strange item that i've never seen before turns of to be a tan with brown stripes cardigan. I put it around me and it hugged me tightly as the dream scene switched...
...The camera is watching me through a viewing window like in police stations. There are two silouhettes against the window. I am being lifted up by mechanic arms. There are needles and various doctor tools in my skin. With cardigan being the only article of clothing on me, I desprately tried to wrap it around me and everytime I did, a mechanical arm whacked it away. Towards the end of the dream, my head started spinning and the top half was taken off. Then I awake.

The dream starts off in my old middle school, I ask my teacher ms. Mcgaw if I can let the students waiting outside in. She says that I can, so I open the door to the classroom and wave them all in.
The classroom has a smart board in the middle of the room and bleachers set up near the door. All of the students find a seat, and I happen to sit next to a pair of cymbals.
(I happen to be a percussionist in real life so this is probably where the cymbals came from)
A African American teacher, looks to be in his forties or fifties walks into the room and begins to teach. He is talking about teen couples that have babies in high school.
I forget the names of the couple who he was mainly focusing on though. As he is speaking my leg whips out and accidentally knock over the cymbals causing a barrage of sound.
Even as I pick the cymbals up and place them back onto the bleachers, they are still making a ringing noise. The noise then stops completely and the man resumes teaching.
After a passage of time the ringing noise appears. The man stops teaching one again and speaks to me.
"Maybe you should go to the main office and get some headphone for those," he suggests.
The dream ends with a view of the main office.

The dream opens with a view of the hole leading out into the world. The camera then slowly pans down slowly rotating. It pans over a mountainous barren and rocky landscape.
In between the splits in the mountains you see darkness. When the camera spins a full 180 the scene comes into view. I am in a wooden carriage moving without the use of horses.
We are speeding down the rocky landscape, almost as if we were fearful of something... and we were. I look behind me and as the camera does a closeup, cartoony looking ants
walking on two legs, in blue suits with golden buttons and hats that look like police hats were speeding towards us. The camera then returns back to normal just as we are about to hit a wall.
The carriage just made it sideways as it screeched to a halt. The ants continue to intercept us. The ants when they come about ten feet away from us stop moving. The camera faces them as they
are hit with our first counter-attack. A glob of golden goo is thrown at the ants and hits them on their feet dead on. The ants try to pick up their feet and move but it is useless. The honey has rendered
their feet useless. Another glob of honey is lodged out, hitting another group of ants also gluing them to the spot. The remaining ants began to retreat leaving their "fallen" comrades behind. Just
as another blob of honey is launched the dream ends.