Zukin's Dream Journal! <3

My friend and I had decided to race buses. I think she beat me, but her bus needed some heavy work if it was going to work again. We parked our buses in my driveway. She got out and went inside while I hung in my bus, cleaning up some stuff.

I heard growling, and looked out the back window. Behind my bus, there was a wolf and a bear attacking each other. Wow! The wolf was winning. After the wolf finished off the bear, it stalked around the bus. It could see me and wanted something else to fight.

I ducked onto the floor to try to avoid being seen. It clawed at the windows and wasn't giving up. Something made me think to wonder if I was dreaming. I don't remember if I did a reality check or not, but I was pretty sure that I was dreaming.

I jumped out of the bus and the wolf and I engaged in combat. The wolf didn't stand a chance, he was finished within the minute.

I wondered what I would do in this lucid. I needed to learn to teleport. Should I snap my fingers and will myself somewhere else or close my eyes and spin, or should I zoom into a picture? I thought about that for a minute, and decided to try each option.

I can't snap my fingers IRL. So, maybe that attempt was already doomed for failure because it didn't transfer well into the dream. I realized that I really didn't have a specific place in mind that I wanted to go to. Could I just ask my subconscious to create a random place? I sort of liked the scenery here. Bright blue open skies, warm, and in my backyard. I wasn't sure where else I would chose to go.

I was going to try the spinning technique when I remembered what happened last time, a few years back. I had been lucid and decided to do a spinning teleport. Once I arrived at my destination, I forgot to stop spinning and open my eyes and I ran into a pole. It was fail. At least it had worked though.

The last technique that I was going to try was where you zoom into a picture. I felt the urge to pee. I willed myself not to, knowing that it would just be a waste of time and it was only sensation in RL transferring over. I found a dried up leaf on the ground and examined it carefully. It was a dark red color and had many striations on it. Looking deeper, I could even see the cells! The striations reminded me of mountains, which is where I decided that I would teleport to. I tried to focus my vision into engulfing the picture, but I was failing.

"Hi Steff!" I heard Joe behind me. Oh no, not another ninja Joe to fight off ! I turned around, and saw that he was holding a dobak. He wasn't in karate, so I asked him why.

"They are holding a scary movie marathon!" He exclaimed.

"Oh, that's cool."

"Yeah I'll just leave you to your flying and stuff," He responded.

"Do you want a ride?" I asked him. I was getting a little bored, and fancied some exploration.

"Sure!" He took my hand and we flew to the dojang. Once we got there we went inside and saw that they had set up a large couch in the hallway. To the side of the couch there was a horror flick on the TV screen. The movie was about some kind of intense gore. It looked like a giant caterpillar was being brutally murdered. I decided I probably shouldn't watch this while lucid as it might influence my dream negatively again lol.

I went upstairs where it was dark. I decided it would look cool if I made my fingers look like bright neon glowsticks. The glow looked like a slowly spreading disease on my fingertips. It was hard to force the glow to encompass all of my fingers, but I got really close. Still sorta bored, I decided to try and walk through a wall. I had never been much good at it. I faced the wall and slowly walked through. At first it felt like passing a hard barrier, but it gave away as soon as I got past it. As I walked through the wall, I fell down 2 stories on to the ground. Oops, I forgot that I was upstairs.

I was now sitting back on the grass in my backyard, and everything was sunny again. There was a gazebo in the middle of the yard. I wondered if it had any significance.

I went inside the house and decided to summon Retribution. He appeared, but looked like the Chrysler Building. I willed him away and summoned a new version of him. We had epic sex but he disappeared shortly after. Ugh, guys these days.

Bored and alone, I decided to play the piano. I wondered if I could subconsciously remember songs that I learned years and years ago. I put my hands on the keyboard and tried to play The Entertainer. I knew that my dream could easily reproduce the sounds and fool me into thinking that I had got it down, so I payed more attention to the motions that my hands were making. It didn't feel right, and thus the sound was strange.

I like to post some of my favorite dreams here, so I decided why not post this one! This is one of my old all-time favorites. :-)

"So this is where you live, little traveler?" Said the man I was with. I was a little embarrassed, but I answered yes. We stood in an empty parking lot. In the middle was a trailer fit for 15+ people.

"I need to run in and grab a shirt," I said. I walked in the small trailer. Scattered around were other T-shirts of my comrades, some passed some still alive. I found mine in one of the many shower stalls (the trailer was really just a large bathroom). I decided to take a quick shower while he waited.

I was bonding with this stranger fast.

The next day I was visiting the city with the man. The city was crowded and seemed like it was from eastern Europe. My phone rang, and I was quickly called into war. With reluctance I said good bye to my new friend as I ran to the shores of the city.

We were to fight this on the beach. The beach had deep blond sand, and beautiful ocean water lapped its shores. We were to take our places before the enemy came. I sat behind a large rock.

We didn't know if the enemy would be coming from the east or from the west. I scanned each horizon carefully. On a large mountain I saw dust rising up, and the sounds of thousands of heavy footsteps echoed in my ears.

I called out their position, and my troop readied itself. I was still safe behind my large rock. My friend crawled up to me and started talking. I told her she needed to take cover with me or else she would be killed. I shuddered when I imagined her dead body.

The fighting started and weapons whizzed through the air, exploding on contact.

During the war, a girl I don't know crawled up to me and started singing a lyrical remix of a song like 'I will Survive' but added to it things about peace and anti-war. She looked drugged.

"Damn woman has lost her mind!" Someone said from behind the crazy lady. She had brown straight hair, and shot her gun at the crazy lady. I was a little disappointed in this, I kind of like crazy people.

The war was nearing the end and I took a look on the battle field. Dead bodies were strewn across the innocent beach staining the sand to shades of red.

As if the war wasn't enough, I heard screams coming from the city. I ran to the city to see people running in every direction. What were they running from?

I quickly found out. There were policemen blocking off certain streets or escape ways, and they were not the 'good' policemen.

I ran with the people for a few minutes when I realized that I did not know where my new acquaintance was! Was he dead or alive?

I ascended a flight of black metal stairs with a group of other people. The mesh stairs led to a dark tunnel where we were momentarily trapped.

In the tunnel was a railroad track. A small single car train was passing through. As it came to the end of the tunnel it slowed to a halt. There was somebody in the train car bending the metal slowly...Suddenly, gun fire filled the scene as the man broke free of the restraints of the train. He was the Anti-Christ.

I was pretty pissed off now, hadn't I put him in his place last time? I followed the little bastard to a school. It wasn't hard; he reeked with negative energy. He immediately broke out into fight with the teachers, killing and acting with violence towards anyone who got in his way.

I had some back up. He looked a little older than me and had short pale blond hair with a gray hoodie on. I attacked the Anti but he retaliated and pushed me onto the floor.

He did NOT just push me into the floor! I ran into the classroom and hid behind the door. Inside the classroom was a lone teacher hiding under the desk. I picked up one of the metal desks and waited behind the door.

My partner in crime opened the door, and I almost hit him with the desk! He got the clue, and went back into the hallway where the massacre was taking place. The Anti was next to open the door to the classroom, and I wasted no time in bashing the desk into his brains. He fell to the ground, but I wasn't going to believe him to be dead yet.

I hit him one more time with the desk, and took out a knife. I pushed the knife into his stomach until blood gushed out. I separated ribs from each other and slit the throat while continuing to dismember the body. With a final blow, I shoved the knife into his heart.

I began picking up the body parts, and putting the chunks into a small jar.

My phone rang. At first I feared that it would be the Anti about to threaten me, but when I answered the phone I discovered that a friend that I barely knew was calling me. I knew him from online, and we rarely ever talked.

"You ok?" He said.

"No? Do you THINK I'm ok?" I said through tears and frustration. He said something else, then hung up on me. I raced home with the remains.

I frantically plugged in the hot glue gun. I kept seeing bright, completely blinding, flashes of light. With each flash of light came a moment of total confusion until I could regain the sense of where I was. I had little time to finish this up.

I glued together the seals of the jar. I would not let what happened last time happen again. I wrote in heavy ink, "DO NOT OPEN."

I left the jar in a lonely place undiscovered.


So, in short, i was fighting a bad man and got so mad that i hit him over the head with a desk then stabbed him about 37 times, dismembered his body and then put the chunks of him in a jar and super glued it shut. I'm totally sane.

Ninja Warrior Joe

I was at my grandmother’s house. We were discussing dinner. I started daydreaming, and thinking about what it would be like if I could just float away right now. My chair tipped over suddenly, and I flew across the dining room. WTF. Everyone in the family started freaking out, blaming it on a ghost. My mom blamed it on aliens. I did a reality check. 6 fingers. Nice. I went out the front door of my grandmother's house. In her lawn there was her neighbor's lawn which was surrounded by a ditch. I went over to the neighbor's lawn.

"Give me a BEAST to fight!" I yelled. I was thinking more along the lines of a dragon, but Joe in a suit of armor appeared instead. That would work, I guess. He had two long sticks as weapons. He twirled them professionally. I didn't have anything to fight with, so I waved my hands in a flailing motion hoping to trick my mind into believing that I had a sword. That didn't go over too well.

Joe ran towards me and we began to fight. His sticks provided great protection from anything I tried to do, he was really a deft fighter. I knew I should have gone with the dragon instead, damn! He managed to drop one of the sticks, which is when I got my chance. I picked it up and tried to attack him with it, but before I knew it he had me pinned to the ground. Was he going to finish me off? A few growling dogs circled around him and he left.

Dream Guide Issues

I was at my grandmother's house again, playing basketball. I started thinking about the previous dream, and decided to do a reality check. 6 fingers...Lucid! I decided to actually find my dream guide this time. I've been wanting to do this for awhile but kept getting distracted by other things.

I turned around and tried to will my dream guide behind me. Nothing. A car pulled up on the driveway. Joe (oh no!!) was driving it, Joe's brother had a seat in the front middle, and there was someone sitting in the passenger seat. They pulled up next to wear I was standing.

"Hey guys." I said.

"Hey."

"This is a dream, if you didn't know already. Are any of you my dream guides?" I asked. My dream guide had a tendency to change forms, but that would have been a bit outrageous if she decided to take the form of Joe's brother.

"Nope," they said and shook their heads. More cars were pulling up around us, and some people were setting up camp. I asked quite a few people but all I got were either nopes or "Try looking over there."

I was eventually led to a sort of party in a basement. I asked a few adults if they knew where I could find my DG but they only shrugged.

"Hey. I'm your dream guide." I heard someone say. I looked over to the far corner of the basement, where the pipes met the ceiling. He had long black hair and was shirtless. I ran over to him. He didn't feel like my dream guide...Next to him there was someone else, I think he may have had blonde hair.

"Prove to me that you are my dream guide." I said to him.

"Philolaus, a Greek philosopher of the Pythagorean school, described an astronomical system in which the Earth, Moon, Sun, planets, and stars all revolved about a central fire." (Thanks wikipedia) He said.

"That does not prove you are my dream guide or that you have any sentience whatsoever. You are simply a manifestation of my subconscious, recalling information that I previously read." I announced.

"Hahaha! Very well!" The blonde haired man next to him shouted, playfully and clapping his hands at my discovery. The man with the long black hair seemed a little put off.

I went back upstairs, and probably lost lucidity.

KNIGHTMARE

I was in my house, doing whatever, and I became lucid. I thought about whether or not I should continue my search for my dream guide. I didn't really know. I stepped outside, not feeling like flying. I decided to walk down the street and see where it would take me.

I continued walking, everything was in perfect clarity. I could see that the houses in front of me were changing to an apartment style. They were large, beige, and bulky. I walked passed them, just enjoying the nice sunny day.

As I walked further, I saw that were was a lake I was coming to. It was flowing like a river, but it was flowing backwards. There was a giant cruise ship in it! Hmm! Maybe I could go swimming!

I continued to go closer to the lake until I heard a loud SPLOSHing sound and felt water coming up to my knees. I looked down...I was already in the lake? I felt my shoes sinking in the mud. I tried to move my feet but they were suctioned in pretty well. Looking around, I noticed that the sunny day had become a little overcast. There were tall trees surrounding me. They had lost their leaves already, and their wicked branches were twisted in inhumane directions.

I wondered if I could breathe underwater. I ducked my head down (wasn't hard because I had sunk in so far) into the water and breathed. Yep. I could breathe. When I lifted my head out of the water I noticed that I was not the only one stuck in the marsh. There were deformed dog legs sticking up from the surface. It made me shiver.

I slushed through the shallow part of the lake that had overflowed the land and the trees until I came back on to dry ground. It was getting dark outside now. There was a little path through the woods that I could follow if I wanted to. Since I was still on my journey, I decided to continue on.

Through the path the trees got denser, and thus less light could reach me within. I heard screams and cackles around me. I began seeing things that weren't there. Someone was coming closer, I could hear someone...

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!" A female voice cackled wickedly as she ran past me. She was Medusa, but her skin was burned black and her hair/snakes fried straight up. There was another spirit chasing after her. Where was I???

I kept walking on the path, for the woods might be creepier. In front of me I saw a giant glowing worm sitting on a tree in front of me. He sort of looked like the caterpillar from Alice in Wonderland, except he glowed bright neon green and had an evil smile on his face.

"Oh, come a little closer cutie cutie!" He said menacingly, "I shall have YOU for dinner!!!"

"And if he doesn't catch you, I WILL!!!" Another spirit said a little farther down the path. Thank god I woke up after that. Not going back to bed either..

And lastly, I remember a dream about beer.

I was at a hotel with a guy. We were waiting on another girl to join us because we had a mission to go on or something. The girl didn't show up, so he told me that I could chill in her room until she came.

The room was a white baby blue color and the sheets were made of lace. The walls were a light blue and a bit bare. The peaceful room made me tired and I decided to take a nap on the bed.

In the dream in the dream, I was in a grocery store. I had a partner in crime and we were both fighting against some idiot who was also amazing at fighting. Unfortunately, this guy was setting little children on fire. We were trying to extinguish the flames that were killing the children while trying to kill the villain.

My partner and I ran to a long bench where a bunch of children were sitting. They were on fire. We paused time to extinguish the children, but as we paused time we noticed something very peculiar about a girl on the very far end of the bench. She looked demented. She reeked of yucky evil.

We resumed time so that we could kill off the villain. I had a gun, which was not working properly. Something caused me to realize that I was dreaming. Knowing that I was dreaming, I went into hyper speed fighting - flying into the air and trapping that asshole in the corner until I could kill him. It took awhile to find him, I had to knock over several counters and pretty much trashed the place. I got my revenge though. I did something else while lucid, but forgot.

I woke up from the dream back into the first dream in the hotel. That nap felt great! I shifted in my bed, and realized that I was laying on something hard. I got up and saw that I was laying on a grotesque picture of a green devil's eye. It looked like someone had made a puzzle out of it. It reminded me of the eye from the nightmare I had back while ago where there was a green eye on the mirror and it had shattered around it.

On the wall above the bed post a picture of the same creepy eye had been hung. I wondered how all of this happened in my sleep...

On the night stand next to me at least a hundred dimes or quarters had arranged themselves to form a perfect pyramid. It sort of reminded me of the pyramid and the eye on the back of the dollar bill. It was a really, really creepy scene.

I explained what had happened to the guy I had come to the hotel with. He scoffed it off, removed all of the creepy items from the room, and told me to go back to bed. I did so.

And when I woke up, the exact same thing had happened. The picture of the demon's eye was back on the wall with a stare that seemed to go through my soul.

I decided to leave the hotel and go to karate. Unfortunately, they were closed because someone had rented out the facility to sell burgers. Next to their entrance was a green alien. People were gathered around him and he was yelling, "Come! Join me on the moon!" I rolled my eyes at him, thinking he must be a charlatan or something.

I went out to the lake and sat on a floating dock. I thought about all of the scary shit that happened today. A misty fog gathered around the water. The moon shone so bright it almost acted as an alternate sun, but the light that it provided was dim and dull. I sat out on the floating dock alone in the middle of the lake, thinking to myself. Another dock floated next to me. On it was a woman with brown hair sitting in the lotus position. She looked at me and said, "You must eradicate the demons within you."

My cousin was at my house, or we were at his. Our houses looked very similar. He was attempting to grow a tree in a pot, but it was dieing. He drenched it with water and then put it in the microwave for 2 minutes. He took it out, and the bark on the little tree was sizzling like a roasting marshmallow.

Someone that was at our house announced that there would be a heavy storm tonight. They wanted to take cover in Memphis, but needed someone to stay behind and guard the house. I volunteered to do so, and they left.

The scene changes and now I am seeing them at a party/bar. They are discussing how tonight we will see if I am the 'chosen one'.

I am now Neo from the Matrix, or at least that is who I feel like. Trinity is with me and we are aware that Agent Smith is somewhere in the house. We hear his footsteps creaking the upstairs floorboard. We try to secure our surroundings for full protection, but suddenly he is behind us!

We start running through the house and jumping through walls as if they are liquid. After we jump through the wall, we lock the door behind us so that he cannot get in. We think that we are safe from him...But he walks through the wall too!

Instead of running, we begin to engage in a fight to the death. He shoots Trinity through the eye and she collapses on the floor. I'm so pissed off now that I don't even need a gun. I begin attacking him with bizarre karate moves that could only exist in a dream. I walk up into the air and kick his face several times, so fast that my feet break the sound barrier. When I jump above him I can see something remarkable - He's not Agent Smith!

"You don't look like Agent Smith," I say while attacking him.

"That's because I'm not." He says, and smiles creepily.

I manage to eventually take him out, and he collapses on the floor.

I walk into the din where Trinity is to see if she's still alive. She isn't moving nor does she have a pulse. I hear a scraping sound...

I look to my left and see 'Agent Smith' dragging his bloody body across the floor. Before I can take in exactly what has happened, he points the gun at me and shoots.

My mom suggested that I take a Spanish class at the community college. I didn't really want to go into Spanish, so I decided not to. I walked around the small college, which was probably the size of a small house, and found a cute porch. The porch was a slab on concrete with a fence built around it, but off of the porch was a steep, snowy hill. I decided to sled.

As I was sledding, I realized that I was probably somewhere in the mountains. The hill had become less steep, but I couldn't see an end to it. I picked up a lot of speed, and the natural scenery was beautiful. As the wind continued to whip my cheeks as I sledded in my little purple sled, I saw 2 figures in front of me. I put my leg out to stop the sled before I hit them, but the force was too strong. Fortunately, the impact wasn't too bad.

"Watch where you're going." One of them says. I don't remember if both of them were boys, but I know that at least one was a male and the other could have been a female. I wondered what they were doing out here. Looking around me, I noticed that the entire perimeter was composed of just a snowy wasteland. Snow and mountains as far as the eye could see.



"What are you guys doing out here? Would you like to sled with me?" I asked, noticing that I could see my breath.

"We're on a mission," One of them says sternly. He looks out to the horizon.

"Well, the sledding out here is really fun." I say. The two begin arguing amongst themselves.

"How did we manage to even get here?" One of them says.

"I thought that the library was that way..." The other person responds.

"Well I don't see a library out here!" He shouts.

"No shit captain obvious!"

"We're in the middle of freaking nowhere thanks to you."

"You're always blaming this shit on me!"

"If you guys are lost, seriously, the sledding here is really nice and fast," I said, interrupting their argument.

"Looks like we have no choice," One of them says reluctantly. Somehow they both have sleds.

We continue sledding down the hill until we reach the bottom. At the bottom there is a small stream which leads into a large pond. The two begin arguing again. I decide to leave them there.

After climbing horizontally up the hill, I come to a library (Hahahaha). I want to research where I was, so I look for books about the mountains. Instead, I find a book about Blind Justice (~Torn Souls, Hurt Faiths~). Inside the books are beautiful pictures from the story, and I am amazed that our library has this. It explains the story in depth and I was surprised at the book's version of the story.

I was in the backseat of the car, and we were traveling to the grandparent's house in Arkansas. For once we got there in daytime, and their house looked really strange. It was pastel colors but the length of the house kept continually changing.

I went inside the house, and decided that I would put my bags in the empty room down the hall. There wasn't anything in the room except a dim light and an old dresser. The walls were painted red. I stood in the room for a moment, and felt as if something malevolent was in the room with me. Looking at the red wall, I suddenly saw a shadow that wasn't mine. I turned around, but no one was there.

I decided to teach my little cousin how to drive (He is only 11 IRL, but he was older in the dream). He was doing naturally well, and so we drove to Walgreen's. It was night time now. I got out of the car and suddenly couldn't control my consciousness. My POV/consciousness flew out of my body and I was suspended about 30 feet into the air, watching myself from above. While I was out of body, something took ahold of my body.

The entity began to attack my little cousin, and I finally made it back into my body. I rushed my dieing cousin back home and carried his body into the red painted room.

Somehow I knew that there was an astral sword going through his abdomen. I grabbed the invisible sword, able to feel it, and slowly lifted it out of him while I breathed my energy into his body. Breathing my energy into him felt like inhaling cold air, but yet exhaling. I whispered to him that I wouldn't let him die, not now not ever. The shadow beings were watching in the dim light as I removed the sword from him. They seemed to be feeding off of the scene.

It was the end of the school day, and I was walking to an after school club. Two boys were being jerks, so I told them to...go away. I finally found the meeting place in a classroom, and the 2 men where there. Ugh. I sat in the front and ignored them. After about 20 minutes in the meeting, the phone rang and the teacher answered it.

"Yes, she's here," He said. He looked at me and motioned for me to come to the front of the room.

"He wants you downstairs now. Someone has reported that you have been carrying weapons to school," He says. Whaaat?

I march downstairs to the commons where an officer takes me outside. We walk into town and sit on the curb.

"Have you been doing drugs?" He asks violently.

"No, I have not," I respond.

"Tell me the truth," He says, louder.

"What makes you think I'm even on drugs?"

"GOD DAMMIT TELL THE TRUTH!!!" Strangers begin to stare.

"What the hell? I'm not even on prescription drugs!" I yell back, "I've had enough of this shit." I pick up my backpack and walk away.

The next afternoon as I am walking home I realize that I forgot my sketchpad back on the street curb. I walk into a small store and ask if they have it. A cute Asian store manager hands me my sketchpad with my little drawings.

I sit outside her store against the brick wall and begin to draw. The officer sits beside me. Oh god, not him again. From my peripheral view I can see that he is balding, he doesn't have much hair as it is. He is Caucasian and a little chubby.

"I am sorry for my behavior yesterday," He says cooly.

"Whatever," I'm thinking about leaving.

"Look around you," He says. We are now in a bigger city, a little smaller than New York City, and people are bustling around us. We are still sitting with our backs against a building wall. "The people here know nothing of awareness, and I don't want you to lose you're awareness either." What did he mean by awareness?

"Keep the light inside you burning strong, and never let it die."

I was on vacation. It was night time, and I was walking along the shore of a beach. I was looking for seashells, but it was hard to see. Someone was walking alongside the beach with me, and they fell into the sand and we discovered a cave beneath the shore. There was someone living in it.

It was the next day, or the next dream, and I was outside the hotel. Behind the hotel there was a clear river with a very fast current. It was very shallow, but because the current was so fast, it was hard to maintain grasp without falling over. People had put patio chairs in the river and were having breakfast.

About 20 feet from the beginning of the river / backside of hotel was an extremely steep drop off to a waterfall. Many youngsters were sliding off from the current and falling from the waterfall, but it was all in fun and no one was getting hurt. I wanted to try. I slid up to the edge of the waterfall and looked down. Holy Shit. The drop off was a good mile or so.

"Stop staring and just slide down! And try not to bring the damn chairs with you!" A man yelled. I looked over, and a chair was sliding down the current with me, about to fall into the waterfall.

I let go of my grip, and the current took me away. Because the current was strong in the beginning, it sort of propelled me from the waterfall.

^ Crude Paint drawing. My path of fallingness is in red.

Before I fell back into the path of the falling water, the free falling sensation was amazing. Once my path aligned with the path of the waterfall, I could no longer breathe. Water was falling in on me from all directions, leaving no room for air. The drop was about 20 seconds, and I hit the misty water like a rock. It hurt. Really bad. Not for kids. Seriously.

Later that day, I was in my 6th hour. We had a substitute, and I was telling him about how I jumped from a really high waterfall. I told him that the fall was around 20 seconds (When I woke up, I used that to calculate the height of the waterfall. It turned out to be around 1.21 miles high, about twice as high as Angel Falls - the highest waterfall on Earth. My estimate seems about right as the clouds were only about 100-200 feet above me in the dream).

My waterfall would be about twice the height of that

The substitute teacher immediately looked interested in what I was telling him. He told me that the waterfall I jumped off of was Mayayuka (or something, it started with an M). He gave me a book about 'realization' and told me to read it.

I sat down, and on the first page it said something like, "One must achieve awareness by doing things that they fear, by taking chances, and overcoming obstacles. Go back to the waterfall, and truly face your fears."

I told Shay that I was going to jump off of a waterfall. I asked if he wanted to come with me. He responded with a "Hell no."

I ran back to the waterfall. The top of the cliff had changed a little, so that there was no longer a hotel but just a dirt path. Two girls I know were at the path talking.

"You're going to jump off of that?" She asked, pointing to the waterfall that was rushing beside us.

"Yes. I am."

The two girls moved out of my way and I stood at the top of the waterfall, looking down. Oh god, this thing got taller. Waaaaaaaay beneath me were little pine trees and a calm turquoise lake. Even though the waterfall was over a mile high, misty water seemed to still float up to the top where I was standing. I could practically see around the world from here. I was only about 100 feet below the base of the clouds.

I decided to take a running jump. I didn't want to look down while I jumped. I was afraid of heights. I closed my eyes, and ran towards the end of the cliff and into the waterfall.

And, for a moment, I was free falling in the air without the pressure of the waterfall above me. It only lasted for a quick moment before I fell into the waterfall's path again and water slapped and shook my body as I continued to fall down for about 20 seconds. I hit the water again, it hurt of course, and went underwater many feet until I gradually swam to the surface.

I was bolting through the house, trying to escape. As a last resort, I ran into the bathroom. The bathroom was a large room, and in the corner there was another door that led to a small room with a toilet. So, Main bathroom -> toilet room. I knew that if she found me, I would be potentially cornered.

I ran into the small toilet room, and locked the door behind me. I was panting, completely out of breath. I heard the door slowly creaking open, announcing her entrance into the main bathroom. I held my breath and my legs trembled. Malevolent sunshine peered into the window. My legs shook under the building anxiety, and my knees were hitting each other as I trembled harder and harder. I could hear her footsteps getting closer and closer to the door.

The handle of the doorknob began to twist open, and I tried to bend it in the opposite direction to prevent her from entering but it was futile. The door slowly opened, as if she knew that she had plenty of time. The malevolent sunshine binded with her skin in glory and her light blue skin glowed. Her long, platinum blonde hair flew upwards like Medusa. She was some kind of demon, I could tell by her aura.

She threw me upon the floor and hissed. I screamed in panic and she screeched:

RELEASE YOUR TRUE FORM!!!

"NO!" I screamed back.

YOU ARE LIKE ME

"I am NOT! I am HUMAN!"

LIAR!!!

She rose up several feet into the air, bent her head backwards and screeched as if in possession. Her screeching reached up to the highest frequencies until her beautiful feminine figure shriveled up and became like that of a shrunken head. Her light blue skin burned like hot embers. She viciously began to make love to my body as she chanted:

RELEASE YOUR TRUE FORM!!

For a moment, I let go of all human connections. My soul transcended to an exquisite dragonfly sitting on a wet leaf, and then flew up towards the cosmos.

s I was sitting outside on the porch with my mother. The sky was a beautiful solid blue without a cloud in the sky - it was a great day. Looking up to the sky, I saw what looked like a star getting closer and closer. I dismissed it as an airplane at first, until maybe hundreds of these little twinkling stars appeared in the sky. My mother and I both looked to the sky in wonder. When they began shooting across the sky, we realized that it was a meteor shower!

Some of them were getting really far into our atmosphere before burning up. We could actually see the flames arising from them. Those brave stars looked like orange fireworks. There was one star in particular though, it was coming towards us very slowly...and it wasn't burning up. As it neared us, the star turned black and round. It looked like a solar eclipse in the sky. Mom told us (I apparently had a friend over) to go seek shelter in the basement.

My friend and I did so, and by the time we were safe, the ground shook and rumbled. The meteor had crashed into the Earth. We came back upstairs.

We were now on the school grounds, and the meteor shower was growing with intensity. There was a HUGE 'meteor' in the sky, it looked like a solar eclipse from hell. It took up about 1/4 of the sky and just hung there ominously.

We were all told to take shelter in the school cafeteria. They split us up by last name. I wanted to sit by someone where I could just wrap my arms around and hug them, because I was pretty scared. A guard didn't allow me to sit by anyone I knew. I was sad.

Within the last moments we had, before the gravity of Earth pulled the giant meteor towards us, the officials alerted us of our possible fates. Sitting in the cold dark, we were told that the chances of our survival were minimal, and even if we did survive we would most likely be blinded. The officials weren't able to finish their sentences before we heard loud crashes and bangs. The meteor was coming towards us.

I awoke sometime later. I was covered in ashes. The roof of the cafeteria had fallen in, dead bodies surrounded me in the dusty dark air. I was alone...Everything, even the corpses, were covered in a thick layer of gray ash.

I waded through the piles of ash, which sometimes amounted to over 2 feet in depth, and climbed into the remains of the other room where the other half of the student populace was. It was dark in that room too. If there was any light, it was dimmed instantly by the amount of ash that hung in the air.

I found someone I knew. He was laying down. His eyes were closed, but they were moving. He was dreaming.

"Wake up, the end is over," I whispered in his ear. His eyes opened, and he smiled.

"I'm going to get out of here," I said quietly, "Do you want to come with me?"

"No, thanks." He said. He stretched for a moment then looked around, feeling the same creepy vibes as I did.

I walked to the end of the room before finding a door. I pushed it open and piles of black ash fell out of it. Knowing it was the only way out, I pushed through the ash. We were now underground. There was at least 20 feet of ash piled up on top of the school.

When I finally got out of the pit of ash, I found that the world was beautiful. It had renewed itself. A stream of black ash was flowing through a valley of painted cliffs. There was a man in the river, he told me to come with him. Who was he and where was he going?

The current in the river was rough, but I followed him until he disappeared. On the river banks, there were piles of trash, such as forks, clothes, etc. I took what was useful to me and went back to our colony.

When I returned, more people were awake. I showed them what I had found, but they rejected it. They said that they didn't want to leave the confines of the cafeteria. They said it wasn't safe. I wished that they had come with me, because it was beautiful.

I'm not going to be able to write how scary this dream was, just trust me - it was scary. I don't remember the first half, but I know that the first half of the dream contained me being chased by a demon girl.

I remember the second half better. There was a little boy, and a Demon Boy. They had been friends in their earlier childhood, but something had come between them. They were both about 12 now. The Demon Boy was showing his old friend how he could summon objects into his house. He made a pool with his mind, and urged the boy to swim with him. The Demon Boy asked the boy if there was anything he wanted, but the boy seemed uninterested. He seemed bored of the Demon Boy. When the boy turned around, it revealed that he had a long series of scrapes and scars on his back. Apparently, the Demon Boy had attacked the boy when he was younger, and that's why they were no longer friends.

The Demon Boy was becoming frustrated in his attempts to allure the child, and began to sneak up behind him to try to eat him once again.

My friends and I come bursting through the door to save the boy. We pick him up, and make a mad dash back to the car. I jump into the drivers seat but the car is stuck in park! What the heck!

I looked down to the gear shift. On it, the words "Kapeli" were engraved as if it were scratched in there. I telepathically knew that the word Kapeli meant, "Don't [go]" in the demon's language. We looked behind us, and like one of those cliche horror movie scenes, the perpetrator was standing right behind our car in a cloud of mist/fog in the dark. The girl next to me screamed. He was using telekinesis to prevent our car from moving.

I was with the German Exchange student again. Since he's beginning to be a recurring character, we'll call him MM. We were in Germany, walking through the streets. We walked under an overpass where we saw a small group of homeless teenagers. We were about to pass them, when he turned around suddenly to talk to them. He said something in German, and gave one of them a hug.

We went inside of a mall and he showed me around. I noticed that some of the ads were in English. He told me that they had rules about what could/couldn't be written on the ads, so to avoid this the advertisers wrote it in English instead.

He bought me a necklace with gray rocks on it. It was interesting looking. I didn't ask for it, but I thanked him anyways. That was very kind of him.

The mall was closing, but he said that he wanted to show me one last thing. The people around us were disappearing, and the food court was closing down. We walked to the food court and to a small restaurant that was closing shop for the night. The employees smiled at us, they flipped a switch and all the sudden it was raining inside of the restaurant! We had a great deal of fun with the sprinklers, and even managed to persuade the owners to let us play with their water hose that hooked up to the dishwasher and the sprinkler system. By the time we were done, we were soaking wet, but we had a great time with each other.

Together we left the mall and walked out into the parking lot in the night.

"I had a bad dream about you the other night," I said to him. When I looked over, he was gone. I ran to the car where the exchange family was and told them that MM was missing. My phone rang, and when I picked it up a strange voice was on the other end. They were pretending to be MM, but the voice was so dull and flat it was a terrible attempt. I eventually deduced that he had been abducted.

It was nearing the end of the day, and I was going to one of my last classes. I was exhausted from school and couldn't wait to go home. I stepped into the classroom and instantly my mood was uplifted when I saw who was sitting at my table. A wave of happiness rushed over me. The German Exchange student had returned from Germany.

"Hi!" He said. His face, his voice, everything was so vivid. It was clearer than reality, and now that I was seeing my old friend again it was better.

"I've missed you so much!" I shouted, and leaped into his arms, giving him the biggest hug ever. I no longer felt worried about school, I just felt relief from seeing him again.

"I have so much to tell you about! Shickendydickendy!" He said delightfully in his accent. I was ready to listen, I couldn't wait to hear everything he was about to tell me.

"What's a shickendydickendy?" I giggled, thinking that maybe he had butchered up an English word.

"Oh I'll tell you about that later " He replied. Oh!

"This can't be happening! I've missed you so much, it's incredible to be seeing you here again!" I said. At that moment, just to be sure, I did a reality check. 8 fingers. Fuck no. I realized that this wasn't real - he wasn't real - none of this was. I wasn't seeing him or talking to him again. It was just an illusion created by my subconscious. I burst out in tears, devastated to go through this again. Losing a friend all over again, thanks subconscious, thanks a lot. I spent the rest of the dream crying.

I was in a graveyard. It was daytime, and in the graveyard were remnants of the Pantheon. I had to knock over the pillars. When they came crumbling down, I discovered that they were hollow! Inside of the hollow pillars I found a small wooden artifact, in the shape of a cube. It was made of soft light wood, and on the top there was a painted picture of a purple flower. I opened the artifact, which looked like a very simple cube shaped jewelry box. Inside there were 6 rings.

Next thing I know, I am being chased by the authorities. They want their artifact back. I am running with Zboy, and the cops are cornering us in the graveyard. I had a legitimate reason not to give it back to them.

Seconds before the cops take a swing at us, out of thin air comes a girl with flowing long blonde hair on a trendy red motorcycle. She is flying downwards and her front tire hits the top of cop's helmet and he is knocked unconscious. She continues in the air before dissolving. Before she is completely vanished, she drops Zboy a pair of black binoculars.

"She's a time traveler...Like me." Zboy says.

"I didn't know you were a time traveler."

"I am. Using these binoculars, we can also see who are time travelers."

Later, we go to eat lunch at a crowded restaurant. It is similar in style to a cafeteria. We sat at a large, circular table with a few other girls sitting across from us. One of them in particular had brown hair full of tangles. I didn't pay much attention to her, but I could still tell that she was mean-spirited. She had black eyes. This part of the dream was extremely vivid. Her eyes were not 100% black, but had a bit of reflective gray in them. It was certainly not her iris though.

I didn't pay much attention to her, however. Zboy was looking through his binoculars while he waited for me to finish eating. I looked over at him for a minute and saw that he had gone pale in the face.

"What's wrong?" He handed me the binoculars and told me to look at the creepy girl in front of me. I brought the binoculars to my eyes. Suddenly, the girl went from mildly creepy to beyond-flash-horror DISTURBING. One of her eyes was slanted extremely upwards, while the other downwards. Suddenly, I could FEEL the evil reeking off of her. It was revolting. Words cannot describe how long and vividly that image was burned into my head after I woke up.

She realized that we were looking at her, and got up from the table. She went to the bar, and when one of the bartenders refused to give her a drink, she controlled their minds to do so. Using her mind she was able to manipulate others around her. Zboy and I decided that she was a malevolent telepath.

We ate dinner at a different restaurant, and devoured pizza. My friends were joking about how I was getting it all over my face. My mom woke me up and asked if I wanted pizza for breakfast.

That's the 2nd time I've dreamed of those freaky people with the black eyes. Both times they have been very...condescending/destructive.