non-lucid

I was in a boat what seemed like a pond (not 100% sure) with a friend/coworker from school Jacquie.
I looked down at my leg and realized that there was a large gash about the length of a pencil in my left calf. In the gash I could see all the way to my bone with ligaments scattered around. My ligaments were kind of like the thin rectangle plastic twine that is used to bind boxes, only it was green. It was almost like my leg was hollow, and there was no blood.

I was like "ah....maybe I should call a doctor."
Jacquie looks down and is like "Yeah, you should."
I get on the phone which is attached to a large, square, metal machine sitting behind us in the boat. I keep getting transferred and by the time I get a doctor on the phone the gash has extended up to my knee and almost around my entire leg.

They ask me what the problem is and I explain what is happening with my leg and ask if an ambulance can be sent to my old high school (I guess that is where I was). As I do my (where my tibia and fibula would be was just one bone) calf bone snaps off my femur and ligaments snap and bounce around. I quickly grab it and hold it in place so that it doesn't get so mixed up that I don't know where things go anymore.

"My leg just fell off." I tell the doctor
She asks "Are you sure this is a serious issue?"

I honestly wonder if it is. Am I over reacting? I think. I begin to mumble and tell the doctor that I would like to come in anyway, just as a precaution.

She says "Well, call back when you are sure what you want to do." and then transfers me to a machine that gives me facts about the hospital. I hang up angry, and decide to go to the hospital by myself.

I go to stand up, having to use my broken off leg to hoist myself onto my good leg. As the bones scrape together I feel the first pain in the dream. I let out an exhale of pain as I wobble to my feet. I start walking, and Jaquie is suddenly someone else. We enter a courtyard area and I suddenly nabbed by a guy with a gun looking for an easy hostage. He at first grabs my friend, but quickly lets her go and grabs me after seeing my leg.

We are quickly surrounded by a SWAT team with all guns aimed in this direction. They had been chasing him for awhile and I was annoyed that I was about to be the reason he got away. I wasn't scared as much as I was annoyed that I could not get away on my leg.

The SWAT team goes to move in and he shows off my leg my forcing me to stand up. (I am somehow sitting again) I do, and writhe in pain as my bones scrape together again. I try to hold my leg straight up to keep myself stable. Everyone lets out a gasp full of pity and I am really annoyed. I think to myself, "I don't care if you feel bad for me, it would be great however if you guys would actually help me. I need a hospital more than a childish groan."

My condition was however enough to get the SWAT team to back off. One of them for whatever reason seemed injured I go up to him and ask him if he is ok. I am pretty sure he had a moment of "she is asking me if I am ok". He says yes and slips me a gun, I nod in recognition and take it. My captor came up and pushed me away from him, resulting in me stumbling awkwardly backwards.

As soon as I gain my balance, I take the gun, aim it at his head, and pull the trigger. Nothing happens. I realize I did not cock it and that I am an idiot. I reach to cock the gun with my thumb but it doesn't feel like it is there. He raises his gun and aims it at my head. I see that my gun does not have a cock but two buttons in its place. He fires, luckily it does not work, and his gun beings to smoke. I hit the button on the left. (I somehow realized duh! I didn't hit the button.) and proceed to shoot him in the head.

He falls down dead and I am on to the next step of getting to the hospital. Everyone begins to cheer, and I thought, crap...now they are distracted and I will never get there. It calms down quickly however and they get me there.

I am checking in to the hospital as I wake up.

It cut around a bunch but stayed within the same time frame of one day, and the same story line.

In the dream I was a man and it was the day of my wedding and started out going very well. The setting was never in a church or anything, it was just that me and everyone else knew it was my wedding day. I felt a sense of my life finally coming together, like for a moment everything was going to turn out fine.

It happened slowly, but everyone who was involved in my wedding began to turn on me.

Randomly I was in a futuristic jet plane with someone I didn't know. She began to tell me how I did not care about her and how she was disappointed. She let her hair down and I was surprised to see it was one of my best friends (in the dream, I also think she was my best man). She begins to talk to me about how she wanted to go into the military but she could not pass and psychological exam.

She begins to drift into la la land and I am extremely frightened for I have never seen her in such a state of anxiety. She tells me basically that she loves me and how could I not see that she was the choice. I explain to her that she is my best friend and that it was something I didn't want to loose. She began loosing her mind, and I hit her to bring her back to reality.

We ended up falling out of the plane and onto the inside ledge of a broken sign. We are suddenly in different clothes. I am wearing an open white collar shirt with pants, and she a pink night gown. I try to keep us from falling off but she is determined to get me to fall. I finally do and I hear myself hit the ground, but am ok. I end up being blamed for the whole ordeal since the only story people heard was that I hit her and tried to throw her off a building.

Some kind of dream skip. I walk up to this crowd of men and ask "best man?" to one of them. I am not sure what I thought would come out of it. The man replied "You want me to be your best man?" He continued talking about he would be honored and then switched emotions and said something I don't remember. His son walks up to me and explains that his dad has Alzheimer's and to please leave. I do.

I am on some sort of film set. I am sad about others that are now not going to my wedding. People want me to cancel, but I insist to go on for the friends I have left, although I know that most people had bailed on my wedding and hate me now.

There was a shotgun mic tangled in a xlr cable and it swung hitting my cat in the face. I began to yell to leave my cat alone, but they would not. I grab their DVD spindle in anger and pull the top two DVDs off. It turns into a cat, and I begin to suffocate it. (It was like the cat was on the DVDs but was still real). The people there begin to watch and assure others around them that I will stop before 100sec are up (apparently that is how long it will take for the cat to die). But they all stand around watching and laughing, ready to run off and tell the police after it is over.

I am disgusted that no one was trying to stop me. They did not care for the cat at all, just what the repercussions of that would do to me. They were using me and the cat just to hurt me, and I could never do anything to hurt them back because their is nothing that they care about enough to hurt them. They had cared nothing for me from the very beginning but I was to stupid and exited to realize that they were liars.

By the time I escaped my thoughts and intense feelings of sadness and anger, I had killed the cat. I drop it in shock, having somehow not realized that I was still killing it. (I was aware to an extent, but was distracted by my thoughts to the point where I convinced myself it wasn't really happening) I quickly dropped him gasping, and as he hit the ground transformed back into two DVDs.

I turned and fell into a bed shaking and hyperventilating. I was so ashamed that I would kill a cat that I could not get control of myself. They people left laughing that I had done it, so they could get me arrested, but I did not care about them. The cat had done nothing to me, but I took my anger out on it anyway. I could not handle that I actually did it, and I woke up and the same position I ended up lying in.

Frag#1
Had a dream I was a prostitute working an area.
I had two babies that were not mine (no idea where they came from) that I kept with me because they were cute and it got people to ask me questions. I was standing on the other side of a car parked in the street, the babies were in the drivers seat and I would take them out of the car through the drivers window.

There was a cop that was on to me and made it hard to get clients. He would park right in next to the car I had the babies in pinning me between the cars and blocking off anyone that would approach. I talked to him about what he "thought" I was doing, but after a while someone came by anyway. He passed me $20 through the cop car and asked to meet me. I said sure and walked with him around the corner. I stuck the $20 in my bra which was practically exploding with cash.

I thrust myself toward him and started making out with him. The cop came around the corner and I stopped abruptly and told the guy we should find somewhere more private. We started to walk away and the dream changed.

---an unnerving dream irl because I have never had or pursued a relationship as of yet--- (I am female)

Frag#2
Had a dream I was complaining to my mom about my job and telling her how the positing sucks and how I need a new job because it is not fixable. She just smiled and nodded not caring about that at all but tangenting to our relationship, it was very uncomfortable.

Frag#3
I was working maintenance (my current job irl) There was a work request to have two suitcases taken to ocean beach and another to Mariposa. I have no idea where Mariposa is, and I know how to get to ocean beach but I know I do not have time to get there and back. I try to explain to someone that it is not even in my job description to deliver things off site, and that this is not my responsibility.

I decide to try it anyway since no one will listen or understand, plus i am paid by the hour, so who cares if I go on a wild goose chase. i set out, it is not long before the bags start feeling heavy and I get lost trying to find Mariposa. After a while I head back, angry still that my boss is making me do this. I ask John at the security desk if he could give me better directions to Mariposa and ocean beach. He whips out a huge map that is as tall as I am and the width of the lobby and points to ocean beach. Great, I say, now what about Mariposa. He gets a silly grin on his face and says that I have seen it already. No I have not I say but he insists that I can find it. I was sure I could find it but I only had half an hour to get them where they needed to be. I search and somehow discover that mariposa is under the false name "Pansies and Pluto" (I am sure about pluto but I forget what exactly pansies was, something like that though) I head out, and wake up.

I was Robin Williams and I was going to sneak into the graduation of all the kids from the Dead Poet Society. I was wearing the strange red robe he was wearing in the movie, it was great. I was concerned that they had become to much a part of the system after I left. But now that they were going to have a diploma I was going to break them out.

I ordered new robes online that said something along the lines of "Dead Poet Society-Seize the Day" but I forget what it said word for word. Instantly after placing the order they were there (I wish!) and I was going to have them change into the robes and a rebel statement!

I grab the box of robes and head to the ceremony. I head up to where they are and open the box to find something I did not expect. It was tan t-shirts with the confederate flag on them that had different writing (I knew what it was in the dream but don't remember). I was confused and left the box behind.

There was a bit of a dream skip but some how I found them all and we were leaving the ceremony giggling and running. They were happy to see me again and we all felt such a feeling of freedom.

We ended up running into another graduation that was going on for the "longhorns". They were all wearing longhorn hats (almost like viking helmets but longer and curvier). I assume their colors were red and yellow because they had tons of stuff of those colors. Some were shirtless and painted yellow or red, there were large clothes and everyone that was wearing clothes had a design from their school, and they were all cheering like it was a football game. (There was one random guy in the back that was painted blue, but I think it is just because I watch "Easy A" recently.) We ran through cheering and they cheered back.

Further through the same venue there was a guy that had an outfit completely made out of full cooked chickens covered in barbecue sauce. (must have been hungry ) We ran past them and I woke up.

The whole dream i was trying to pick up two different babies. They were heavy and I could not support their heads properly. I was getting really frustrated at my fail, and was worried I was going to hurt them while trying to lift them.

The second dream was AWESOME and I forgot what it was instantly after waking

The third one was really strange. I think I was directing a scene from the matrix (one that is not in the movie {but check the bonus features XD LOL}) Morpheus had to lay dead in the middle of a strange grated metal room and I was instructing him how and where to lay. Then we were setting up noir esque lights. His key light was completely focused when they turned it on. It struck his face and he said "ok, it is a bit hard to be dead with that light." We laughed and fixed the lighting ratio. Then I told Neo his blocking. He was to walk all the way around Morpheus an sit at a stool at his feet facing away from him. We ran it a few times and I woke up.

I had a dream that I was being shown through a prison.
I was expecting to see a horrible place but they were living in the lap of luxury. The inmates, while still dressed in the orange jump suits, had flat screen TVs, exercise equipment, nice tables and furniture with beautifully designed interior and exterior spaces, made of mostly hard wood. Plus all of them were walking around calmly and politely, not a care in the world.
I turn to the person showing me around and say "What the hell! These people are living better than I do, I should just get arrested!"

On the way out I see some one wearing close that I have. As she gets closer I realize it is me. Slowly many of me show up all dressed differently with cloths I have irl. It is at this point I realize I'm dreaming. I run around happy that I am lucid for awhile until I decide what to do. I take control of all the other mes and take a sky view of the area I spell "I am awesome" with all the mes on the ground (I hindsight I have no idea why, but it is funny) and go right into a false awakening.

I "wake up" in the kitchen in what I would best describe as a mix beween a dentist chair, a therapist couch, and the personality imprint chair from the show doll house. I turn and tell my roommate irl S that I went lusid and she gives me a high five. I go back to "sleep" and have another dream that I don't remember.

A dream from years ago.

I had a dream that I was an inmate in a prison yard smoking a cigarette. It was extremely vivid realistic. I could feel the wind on my face and was happy just to be outside. I take long drags on the cigarette and it tastes sweet, like candy. It was a rather long dream.

Many Fragments from a few nights ago.

Frag #1
For some reason I was terrified of every person I ran into. The sight of someone would make me freak out and try to hide somewhere.
Larry C (friend from school irl) comes up to me slowly and holds out his hand. For some reason I know I can trust him and I stand up and hug him.
----this is strange because I berely know him, and the following night I had a dream he electrocuted me ------

Frag #2
There were many women that were "slaves" practically to these men. One of the men walks in with two others following him. He yells "take your shirts off". Instantly all the women take their shirts off and begin to line up as the man walks among them. I was pissed that these women were letting men treat them that way.

Frag #3
I met a friend from elementary school C.H. as an adult and was sad to find she was slutty.

Frag #4
There was a black family where a husband and wife were fighting. The sister of the husband gets up and grabs him, forcing him to dance with her until the wife got jealous and cut in.

I started out doing what I was doing before I fell asleep, which was working on homework for school on my roommates computer. Only I am on her computer in what looks like an elementary school classroom. With a whole bunch of desks you can put things in. My boss (irl) Charlene and friend from school (irl) La La are randomly there too.

Suddenly Larry C. (friend from school irl) runs into the door way armed with some kind of weapon that looks like a taser, Charlene and La La seem to know exactly what is going on and start running for the door. Before they can get there Larry fires hitting all of us with some kind of medical suction cup and begins electrocuting us.

I fall instantly to the floor in horrible pain, writhing as the jolts go in waves through my body. I the suction cup begin to get warm, hot, and then start burning. Soon my whole back is hot, and my muscles are so tense they feel like they are going to snap. La La begins to say how she can not believe that a "Burn-y" is so intense. I figure she has been shocked more than once, and that this is not even the worse of it.

It seems to go on for minuets but finally subsides, leaving me as an exhausted, fried heap. Charlene is up in an instant and grabs me saying "Get up we gotta GO!" I can barely move my body at all but force myself to my feet. She begins to put me towards the door but I resist saying "No I have to eject my hard drive first! I can't leave yet!" She lets me go to the computer and eject my drive. They keep giggling at me in almost a mocking way. I realize they are laughing at me because I am white.

After I get my drive we run out of the room and down a hallway. I start hearing small beeping noises as we are walking, and think that there must be motion detectors along the floor. So I jump and begin to glide through the hall way using my arms to keep myself buoyant and to steer.

We leave the building to see the entire "gang" (or whatever) that is trying to attack us. I jump again and try to gain distance above them, but I can't get enough air. I am high enough to stay out of reach as everyone grabs at me but I am sinking in the air.

I end us where the leader is. He is much larger that everyone else and quickly snatches me out of the air. He holds me up by my wrist and gives me a look. I know he wants to break my fingers so I begin to try and wiggle away.

That is when I wake up.

Frag#1
I was is an a extreme state of anxiety and could find no relief. I was offered a beer, I told them that I do not drink (and I don't irl) but I ended up drinking it anyway . Slowly as I was drinking I felt my stress leave me. I was so happy to finally be free of my anxiety, but I started to feel guilty that I had drank since I was under age, plus a conversation I had with S irl. I get another drink and sneak around with it trying to find a place to drink it where no one can see me, until I accidentally leave it in an elevator, and when it reopens it is gone. I turn to the people I had been drinking with and say "I just made someones day" and we all laugh. I left the dream just feeling horrible to resorting to drinking to fix my problems, knowing that it would just make them worse.

Frag#2
I was some evil little boy trying to kill someone. The dream was mixed with me modeling in maya. I was using the maya tools to aim my blasts at him.
There was more to this I just don't remember.

(my recall has sucked lately )

Frag#1
I wanted cereal and went to the kitchen. I poured cereal in a bowl and sprinkled sugar over it until it looked perfect. I ask someone where the milk was and someone said, "we are out of milk". I don't care and go for the apple juice and pour it over the cereal. Someone goes, "grooooooss!" and I reply "What? It is all going to the same place anyway"

Frag#2
I was asleep at work but could not force myself to be awake . (I think I was trying to move my sleeping body, that is why I felt so heavy) I could not force myself to get up. My boss, R, walks by and nudges me, I freak out for a second, thinking he is mad at me for sleeping but he says "no its fine, don't let me bother you" I am surprised but go back to sleep relieved.

Frag#3
I was Link in some kind of game. Some other people and me have to go through trials for some reason and a piece that looks like us is moved on a board game. But there was something on my side of the board, that looked like two outlets, blocking two spaces. I wondered if that would mean I would get automatic wins in those places, but I was told that it meant I would loose those rounds instantly. I got to the end of the game anyway but everyone I was against died at the same time, I thought that meant I would win, but whoever was running the game said that I had to save someone to win, and since all the characters were dead, that I could never win. I remembered that there was some sort of stale mate or something so I went backwards and saved a girl in her match to win.

There was some kind of evil organization or something that was kidnapping people buy forcing them out of their houses with a flood. They would somehow conjure water until the houses filled up, and they would ride by on horses and pick them up.

I woke up in a house with no roof (like some kind of doll house) and began to wonder around. I find my friend A sitting on a table, pouting. I ask her what is wrong and she says "It's your fault I am here!" and continued yelling at me in distain like a five year old. I pick her up and say "I know, I'm sorry" and begin to search for more people. I find my friend Sar and a bunch more people I know irl. I realize we are all wearing the same green and white dress.

There was more to the beginning but I do not remember what it is.

The first part I remember was standing in front of a table with strange displays of different types of dirt in large amounts. We were told to find these worm-like things in the dirt. I saw one sticking out of one of the clumps of dirt and grabbed it. I showed it to whoever was asking us to search for them and he told me that it was the wrong kind and that I was holding a leech. I quickly threw it to the center of the table and began searching again. The worms he was looking for where about half the size and were thicker on one end. There was suddenly (a zelda esk) radar on the left part of the "screen" that showed the leeches as blue dots and the worm things as white dots. I continued gathering until the dream changed.

I was trying to talk to someone (all I remember is that she was a mother) when I had a bad taste in my mouth or something and turned to spit. I spit and spit but it still tasted bad and I felt nauseous. Slowly the spit was getting bigger until it was a stream of liquid, like I was barfing with out hacking, it was just leaking out of me.

The dream shifted, but continued, to me talking on the phone with one of the mothers kids. I forget what she said, but she told me something that made me realize who was the murderer in a current mystery. It was her mother that I had talked to earlier, and her little sister. I run out of the room to a group of people and tell them who the murderer is, but no one is listening. One motions to a little girl, and I know it is the little sister, but she is 3 years old. I am confused and put the phone back to my ear to talk to the girl again, but the line is dead, no static, nothing. I know that she is dead and become frantic, yelling at people to call the police, that she just got killed. No one listens. I tell them that I do not know her address and have no information to tell the police, but I know they do. I beg them to help her but I am ignored again.

I try to go into the settings of my phone to find the address but I can't figure out how to get to the menu. (I am horrible with phones irl) I try to get someone to help me find it an write it down for the police, so I can tell them where she lives. One person gets me a piece of paper and a pencil, but no one helps me with the phone.

I am freaking out because I don't know what happened to her, and what the killer is doing.
I gun shot rings out, a bullet flying past me, and I take off down the hallway, the girls dad in pursuit. I go into the first door I see, close it, and sit against the inside of it. There is a thin window the same height of the door connected to the side of the door frame closer to the door knob. I am sure that it is enough room for him to aim his gun at me and shoot through the glass, but I can not move because he could get in.

I hold still and close my eyes, hoping for him to shoot and for me to die quickly and painlessly, so it could all be over. He does not use his gun but pushes on the door, bending it in like it was elastic, and walks in the door bending back in place.

I am terrified. He stands still and motions to the other room. I know it is a bedroom and I know he plans to rape me. I sit in shock saying "no" over and over to myself.

Luckily I was able to forcibly wake myself up somehow before anything happened.

All I remember is someone wiping out all of my memories, and me being totally motionless, trying to figure out what to do and where to go.
I looked at a picture in a frame on a table in confusion.

I remember this from a few days ago. I think it was just a stress dream or something.

I am John Smith from "The Dead Zone" and I am within a totally black environment. I know that I have to touch something to get a vision that will guide me to where I need to be but there is nothing around, until suddenly there is a key ring of keys falling. I try to grab them, but they are out of reach. Then more and more keys begin to fall slowly all over, each incased in a light beam. I keep trying to grab them, but I can't grab any of them.