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    1. Fragment

      by , 06-02-2011 at 01:09 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Awake Non-Lucid

      I am a wolf. I pace along gravel but keep my eyes on the floor. My tail swishes back and forth. There it is, my prey. I launch forward into a powerful run, then jump high and land on it. It's a human. I crouch on his bare chest and stare into his eyes. He's frozen, terrified. My lips draw back to show lines of menacing teeth, and a snarl rips through my throat. I clench my paws and my razor-sharp claws cut into him. Blood drips and his eyes tighten in pain.

      A bit of a one-off but it was... an experience.

      Updated 06-02-2011 at 01:22 PM by 33736

      dream fragment
    2. Was I A Ninja?

      by , 03-10-2011 at 10:42 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      I think I had a good dream (by good I mean dramatic, not friendly) last night, but I remember waking up slightly depressed from it and thinking "I don't want to remember this dream" and let it slip from my mind.

      I remember a vague image of darkness, and remember being dressed all in black like a ninja. I think I was crouched on someone's house and being shouted at by someone. I also remember seeing someone with orange hair, accusing me of something.

      I wish I'd remembered it now, but considering my dad woke me up by throwing underwear at my head, I had a bit more on my mind!
      dream fragment
    3. Stables

      by , 03-07-2011 at 05:13 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Awake Non-Lucid

      I'm on a road made of mud. It comes up to my ankles, and the air carries a light scent of hay. A fence runs along to my left.

      I walk alongside the fence. Soon I come to a large stable. There are only guys here. Suits me. They're taking out horses and tack.

      "Hey!" I call to one of them. "Hey, how much is it for a lesson here?" I want to change stables. This one looks as though it would suit me perfectly.

      The person I called to turns around and looks me over. The other people study me, slight smiles on their faces. They look very arrogant. I keep myself standing straight, chin raised slightly, holding their gazes.

      Finally, one of them says "28 per hour."

      I scoff. That was almost twice as much as I usually pay. "Well if you don't like it," he said, "you can go find somewhere else."

      I turn, about to leave. Then I stop, and turn back. "No," I walk up to one of the horses, "I'll stay."

      People carry on with their business.

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. Meh..

      by , 03-02-2011 at 09:26 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      I remembered a dream this morning but now I've forgotten it! I remember being sprayed with coins (I'm reading the Mistborn trilogy, mistborn attack using coins) and something to do with piano and school. I dunno... I have the feeling it was pretty awesome.

      Though y'know, they probably used coppers otherwise they'd be skint pretty damn quick if they used pound coins! *sniggers*
      dream fragment
    5. Poundland

      by , 02-19-2011 at 03:37 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Meh. Rubbish recall last night. It was a pretty fun dream too, I just can't remember most of it. I have the feeling something went on at my school, but it's just a feeling.

      Awake Non-lucid

      I'm in my local Poundland. Most of my friends are here. But only the guys, my girl friends aren't here. They seem to be in a line, waiting for something. The aisles are very close together.

      I see my good friends Sam, Phil and Chris. I smile, and push past people to get to them. They all grin, and move around to let me in the middle of them. We all laugh as Sam sticks his foot out to trip me up, but I jump over it, landing between the boys.

      The aisles seem to get even narrower, and I end up with my back against a wall, Phil pressed up against me. "Well, this isn't awkward at all." We both laugh shakely, and I shoot evils at Chris, who is winking and smirking at us.

      Finally, the line moves forward, and we get some space. I ignore the guys and look at a tv on a shelf. A tv in Poundland? I only ever come to Poundland to buy chocolate and other sugary stuff. I read the cheap, bright, star shaped label that's stuck to the box. "67" It says. What? This is frickin' Poundland! Everything's supposed to be a pound! Another label below it says "10". I scoff and move on.

      There's just something on the edge of my mind that I feel I'm about to remember but it's just not happening... Aw well, at least I recalled something.
      dream fragment , non-lucid
    6. Daddy...

      by , 02-13-2011 at 09:36 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Awake Non-lucid

      Quite a sketchy dream, but I'll try my best to write it out

      I'm outside my previous estate. There's a slight wind, and the light (as it is per usual in my dreams) is a twilight orange. I stand completely still, watching the orange brick house, watching the shadows twist and move over the surface.

      A tall, burly man in a black suit comes out and stands before me. "I am your father. Come inside and settle down."

      Something feels off about this man. "You are not my father." I snarl, remaining still.

      He grinds his teeth and then says "Yes, I am. Come inside and get something to eat."

      I give up and go inside. The house is much bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside. Inside, he shows me to my room. He appears to be very, very rich. The room is a light grey. Curtains drape down the walls, and in the centre of the room is a large bathtub.

      [Dreamskip] I don't know how long I've been here. But this man who calls me daughter is evil. I run.

      I stop outside of a broken down caravan. My brother sits outside. Together we go inside, where we meet an old woman. She eagerly gives us food. A mouldy piece of pizza, with coleslaw and other horrible, off foods, all piled on top of eachother.

      The womans features turn ugly as i decline the plate of food. She throws the food at me and screams at me to eat.

      With a start I realise she is the old hag I see often in my dreams. I run into a conservatory, the old hag after me with the food. With no where to run, she grabs me and tries to force the food down my throat. I splutter and try to throw her off me, but she pins my arms to my sides, laughing wickedly. She says that she is helping me, and that the man is evil.

      I think they were working together.
    7. Hair Colour

      by , 02-06-2011 at 12:33 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Awake Non-lucid

      I'm on he internet. There's a picture of a girl on the screen. I'm looking at her hair colour, which is blonde, black, pink and blue. The cut is very messy, but not in a good way. It's all over the place and looks burnt. I reach into the screen and touch the hair. It's very, very soft, but again, messy. I do like the colour though... But would I bleach my hair? I've never wanted to go blonde, I usually hate bleached looking hair. Hmmmm.....
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    8. Make-up, Dancing Martial-Arts, and FA

      by , 02-05-2011 at 11:16 AM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      There was something about cats, but I can't remember. I was also looking at youtube about martial-arts dancers, and how they could do 360 splits on metal fences. I also starting putting eyeliner on in pink and purple (ew).

      I also "woke up" in my room, knowing I'm dreaming, and once again found it very difficult to move. I'm not quite sure what happened after I managed to get up. Who knows?
    9. Fragments

      by , 02-02-2011 at 09:53 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Got a crappy sleep so I don't have much to write.

      Awake Non-lucid

      We're trapped. I seem to be in a large chamber. It's tiled in blue, with various levels. There's a girl here who I really don't like, she's the type of bleached-blonde-barbie-bimbo that I tend to hate. We give eachother evil glares, then turn away.

      [Dreamskip] We've been trapped here for days, there's really no way out. We sit, eating whatever we can find, not talking often. But I guess It's nice to have some company at least... I can hear rushing water all of the time. Maybe there really is a way out? I don't know, we haven't found anything so far.

      [Dreamskip] The girl and I have learned to trust each other. And we found a way out. There's a waterfall leading out! She grabs a giant celery stalk, and a inflated dingy, and gets in. I climb into it, feeling nervous, and she pushes it over the edge. We fall, I scream, feeling my stomach jump. Soon we land with a giant splash outside, on top of a building, bright sunlight beating off us.

      Meh, hoping for a better sleep tonight so I can dream something decent
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    10. Blueberry Muffin

      by , 01-13-2011 at 07:07 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Awake Non-lucid

      I'm in my local shopping centre, at a cafe sitting between shops. I'm with my mum. It's very busy and we've been shopping for ages, so I ask if I can buy a muffin.

      Two boys come up to us, one I recognise. I shuffle uncomfortably as he offers to buy me a snack and then maybe later dinner. I shrug off his invitation and introduce him to my mum as Fraser. She sits down and I nibble at the blueberry muffin. Out of the corner of my eye I see Fraser take a picture of me. Ok, this is getting wierd. He drops his phone so I pick it up, giving him a look that says "I know what you did. Don't do it again."
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. Short Message

      by , 09-05-2010 at 10:20 AM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Dream fragment, I'm sure there was more but I just can't remember it...

      I'm scrolling through Youtube, and I see a girl with purple hair. The title is "This Is My Life". Then underneath it says "2001 01:13 2009" which I take a second to wonder about, but dismiss.

      I click on the video, a girl appears on the screen. She's sitting on a ledge. One leg is dangling over and she's hugging the other close to her chest. She looks straight at me and says "You are the recepietent of much evil, you just need to channel it." at that point I saw energy pulsing through her, and I knew she was directing it.

      I woke up thinking; "What. The. Fuck...
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    12. Short Message

      by , 09-05-2010 at 10:20 AM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Dream fragment, I'm sure there was more but I just can't remember it...

      I'm scrolling through Youtube, and I see a girl with purple hair. The title is "This Is My Life". Then underneath it says "2001 01:13 2009" which I take a second to wonder about, but dismiss.

      I click on the video, a girl appears on the screen. She's sitting on a ledge. One leg is dangling over and she's hugging the other close to her chest. She looks straight at me and says "You are the recepietent of much evil, you just need to channel it." at that point I saw energy pulsing through her, and I knew she was directing it.

      I woke up thinking; "What. The. Fuck...
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. P.E

      by , 09-04-2010 at 10:47 AM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      This was a dream fragment. I would have written it as soon as I woke up (for my WBTB) but it was like 5.am and my dad was up getting ready to go to work. Boo-hoo! So I just jotted down some notes instead.

      Awake Dream

      I was in my school P.E hall for the girls. We were told to start warming up
      Which is wierd because my school P.E is shit. All we ever do is play Rounders. I can actually hit the ball with a baseball bat now though! so I began a slow jog around the hall. I noticed none of the other girls are jogging. I ignored them, they're just being lazy...

      Someone barked my name, which frightens me for a moment and I skid to a stop (literally). I turn around and find Mr.K my Physics teacher.
      I don't find it unusual that he's teaching P.E.

      "Why are you running in class?" He asked me sternly. As he walked up I told him that you're supposed to run in P.E.

      "Well look at what you've done to the floor!" He shouted. I looked around and saw black skid marks from where I'd slid to a halt.

      "Well you're just going to have to deal with marks on the floor aren't you?" I snarl. "If you don't run in P.E int's a bit of a waste of a subject, don't you think?"

      He breathed heavily. "I'm calling down the Rector." He walked away. As he did I lifted up my hand and pretended to squish him between two of my fingers. I shouted that I really don't care.

      The dream skipped and the Rector was in front of me. Was he new? This wasn't the Rector I remember... This Rector was young, with curly black hair, and was pretty small for a boy too. He looked as though he could have been a student. I walked along with him and told him my side of the story. He seemed to think deeply about it.

      I looked around at my surroundings. It was like I was in a spaceship. Mostly black but with shining neon colours splattering across lights.

      At that point I woke up, I was already kind of half awake but my alarm went off.
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    14. Faces

      by , 09-01-2010 at 06:10 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      So I done another WBTB last night. I don't really do that many so I should really do a bit more! The ones I've done have always resulted in LDs, even though It's a bit clouded. I was attempting to WILD but I fell asleep, next time I'll stay up a little longer.

      This was a dream fragment. It's waaaaay too late to recall it all but I do remember a bit of it, so I'll record it anyways


      I'm in my room. I know it's a dream, but things are cloudy and my thoughts are scattered. I'm acting on instinct and feelings instead of thinking things through. I head over to my window and jump through it, landing in my front garden instead of the back. I look around, as usual it's night time in the dream. As I lift my body from the ground, I wonder why people find doing things in dreams is so difficult. I shoot fire from my hands and fly to a roof. I want to conjure up Asher.

      I hold my hands out in front of me, slightly upwards. I look away and think of him, then look back. My hands are resting gently on a boys face, but it's the wrong person. I ignore him and try again. The same boy comes up, which frustrates me. I jump from the roof, and fly towards the stars.

      I didn't wake up at that point, I see a brief image of running from something but I must have lost lucidity.

      Something I find wierd is that I can do mostly what I want in my dreams, it's just that things aren't clear, and I don't feel like myself. So I'm focusing on making my dreams more vivid so I'm more lucid than I am currently becoming. I'm going to WBTB/try to WILD more often too .
      lucid , dream fragment
    15. Flying and Games

      by , 07-22-2010 at 01:24 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Awake Dream

      So me and my friends have been doing our usual things in the holidays... Texting, emailing, partying... pretty much staying up until the early hours of the morning.

      Well, it's all fun, except it's taking its toll on my dream journaling. When I'm really tired, I can't quite be bothered to switch on the lamp and jot down all the details of my dreams. Which means my dream recall and dream vividness is decreasing... So from now on, imma go to bed at a decent(ish ... c'mon i'm a teenager) time and actually write down my dreams.

      So my dreams aren't as detailed as they usually are... but yeah

      For some reason, i'm with some of the girls from my classes. I don't actually like these girls very much, but we get along ok. I'm with my dad also, for some reason. Can't remember the beginning of the dream so I'll just have to write down the bits that I remember...

      We've been given tests to do, in order to get out of an arena thingy we're in. The tests aren't scary, they're more like puzzles. After each (rather large) puzzle, there are rewards we gain at the end of it.

      A puzzle I remember: Out of all the girls with me, I am the only one with the ability to fly. I can't fly very well, but enough to help with the puzzles.

      We're outside, in a large field. The sun is beating down on us, and there is a large, faded red barn ahead. I feel as though I'm in America. The top half of the barn looks more like a flap hanging over it, and there is a handle. The girls (and my dad) all stand under it and think about how they're going to grab the handle. I roll my eyes.

      I jog a few steps back, then run towards the barn. I jump, and concentrate on maintaining flight. I open my arms and fly to the handle. The other girls have a mixture of jealousy and admiration in their eyes. I wink at the girls, clinging onto the handle. Gritting my teeth, I use all my strength and pull the flap upwards. There's another one underneath. I push it down.

      There's a ledge. On top of the ledge is sweet smelling shampoo, shower gel, hand cream... stuff we've been denied for a long time. I suddenly feel very dirty.

      "Who wants hand cream!?" I shout down. They chatter excitedly amongst themselves as I throw bottle after bottle towards them.

      Afterwards, we sit inside what looks like an equestrian exercising area. We're quite tired after working on the puzzles. I jump up, tossing my apple to the ground.

      "What are you doing?" asks Alex. Leaning forward slightly.

      "Flying" I mutter. I run forwards and take off, spinning in the air and flipping around. I turn a tight corner and feel excitement course through me. When I land, I am at home.

      I walk into my room, it's larger. My dad and some workmen are in there too. They're installing gym equipment. I walk over to a large treadmill, confused. "Daaaaad... I don't need any of this stuff. I go running outside.

      He doesn't reply, Scott approuches me, eatin yoghurt. I slaps me on the back and begins to talk in the annoying tone that he knows annoys me. Instead of feeling annoyed, I feel sad.

      "You've only just got back and this is the way you're treating me? I really missed you and wanted to see you but, I'm not so sure anymore..."

      He grins and tells me he's only joking. "Come here little sister." He smiles, pulling me in for a bearhug which almost breaks my back

      Yeah, it wasn't a very clear dream, apart from the end of it and the flying. It was nice to see Scott again! I haven't seen him in 2 weeks, I hope he's nice to me when I go visit him in the Marine camp... He'll probably be too tired out to annoy me
      non-lucid , dream fragment
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