Raspberry's Second Life

Dreamed after my WBTB. I fell asleep before I could WILD. Dammit...

Awake Dream

I was in a bed and breakfast, but for some reason it was my house. I knew I was going to be leaving, that someone was coming after me. So I pack some things.

Someone ran up behind and whispers into my ear. "They're here." I have a good idea who it was... Asher. Still need to ask him why he helps me in times of need. I didn't turn around, but threw more things into the bag.

"Who? What do they want? Me?"

"They want something that belongs to you. I hid it a long time ago."

I spun around, unsure of what to do or say. "What is it? Is it valuble?"

He said nothing, just touched my arm. I gasped as images flashed in my mind. When I looked up he had disappeared. I heard noises. Holy shit they were here...

I ran into the bathroom. It was big. There was a book in here called Scarred Wrath, and it held all sorts of secrets that I was supposed to know. Who knew how long I had until they burst in?

I lifted the lid off of the toilet, but I found nothing. Fuck! Where is it!? I looked around frantically. I glanced up, there was a shelf above the toilet, with a large plastic box sitting on it. I clambered onto the toilet and threw the lid off of the box. The book was tiny, about hand sized. It was a dark navy blue. Where could I hide it?

Calm washed over me. Asher wasn't stupid, now I felt the boundries circling the box. No one except us two could get into this box. I carefully placed the book back into the box, securing the lid. But it had a lasting effect on me, I had some sort of temporary power.

I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. There were several people dressed in black body armour, all motionless, staring at me.

"Get the fuck out of my house before I kill you all. You know I'm capable." They felt the power and were scared, they ran out of the house."

My brother wandered into the room. "What did they want?" He asked.

"They wanted a book. It's called Scarred Wrath and I need to find out more about it." I watched as he pulled out a Pot Noodle and ate it. I checked the ingredients and found out the noodles were apparently made of dust. Sean didn't seem to care.

"Mum might be able to help you with that. I'm sure she researched that book once." He said, stirring his fork through the peas and noodles. It actually looked pretty tasty.

"Mum's an accountant, she wouldn't know anything about that book." I mentally made a goal to ask Asher about the book the next time he returned to save my ass.

"She knows more than you think. She used to be like you, finding out secret stuff that no one else knows. You're powerful, like her."

My head cracked up. How the hell did he know? He laughed through a mouthful of noodles. "What..? You think I didn't know? You're exactly like her. You do your stuff and... I'll do mine." He put down his pot noodle and put his hand on my shoulder. "Stay safe, Korley." Then he left.

The dream skipped, and I was in a hall at school. My mother was there too. I looked over her, not seeing anything unusual. "What do you know about a book called Scarred Wrath?" I asked quietly.

She didn't look surprised at all. "Honey, that book contains all kinds of secrets about the world that are dangerous. You might not be ready to know about them yet. They don't just contain things about life either."

The dream skipped again. I was in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet (just sitting, lol) staring up at the dark smudge that I could see within the box. Am I ready? I wasn't sure, so I just kept on staring.

Dreamed after my WBTB. I fell asleep before I could WILD. Dammit...

Awake Dream

I was in a bed and breakfast, but for some reason it was my house. I knew I was going to be leaving, that someone was coming after me. So I pack some things.

Someone ran up behind and whispers into my ear. "They're here." I have a good idea who it was... Asher. Still need to ask him why he helps me in times of need. I didn't turn around, but threw more things into the bag.

"Who? What do they want? Me?"

"They want something that belongs to you. I hid it a long time ago."

I spun around, unsure of what to do or say. "What is it? Is it valuble?"

He said nothing, just touched my arm. I gasped as images flashed in my mind. When I looked up he had disappeared. I heard noises. Holy shit they were here...

I ran into the bathroom. It was big. There was a book in here called Scarred Wrath, and it held all sorts of secrets that I was supposed to know. Who knew how long I had until they burst in?

I lifted the lid off of the toilet, but I found nothing. Fuck! Where is it!? I looked around frantically. I glanced up, there was a shelf above the toilet, with a large plastic box sitting on it. I clambered onto the toilet and threw the lid off of the box. The book was tiny, about hand sized. It was a dark navy blue. Where could I hide it?

Calm washed over me. Asher wasn't stupid, now I felt the boundries circling the box. No one except us two could get into this box. I carefully placed the book back into the box, securing the lid. But it had a lasting effect on me, I had some sort of temporary power.

I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. There were several people dressed in black body armour, all motionless, staring at me.

"Get the fuck out of my house before I kill you all. You know I'm capable." They felt the power and were scared, they ran out of the house."

My brother wandered into the room. "What did they want?" He asked.

"They wanted a book. It's called Scarred Wrath and I need to find out more about it." I watched as he pulled out a Pot Noodle and ate it. I checked the ingredients and found out the noodles were apparently made of dust. Sean didn't seem to care.

"Mum might be able to help you with that. I'm sure she researched that book once." He said, stirring his fork through the peas and noodles. It actually looked pretty tasty.

"Mum's an accountant, she wouldn't know anything about that book." I mentally made a goal to ask Asher about the book the next time he returned to save my ass.

"She knows more than you think. She used to be like you, finding out secret stuff that no one else knows. You're powerful, like her."

My head cracked up. How the hell did he know? He laughed through a mouthful of noodles. "What..? You think I didn't know? You're exactly like her. You do your stuff and... I'll do mine." He put down his pot noodle and put his hand on my shoulder. "Stay safe, Korley." Then he left.

The dream skipped, and I was in a hall at school. My mother was there too. I looked over her, not seeing anything unusual. "What do you know about a book called Scarred Wrath?" I asked quietly.

She didn't look surprised at all. "Honey, that book contains all kinds of secrets about the world that are dangerous. You might not be ready to know about them yet. They don't just contain things about life either."

The dream skipped again. I was in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet (just sitting, lol) staring up at the dark smudge that I could see within the box. Am I ready? I wasn't sure, so I just kept on staring.

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.

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

Lucid

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 .

Non-Dream Non-lucid Lucid

I feel like i've made a breakthrough. During my holiday, something just clicked. In my dreams, I've began to just "know" that i'm dreaming, it's hard to explain It doesn't happen everytime I dream obviously, but it's progress and I'm happy for it .

So last nights dream (or one of them anyway) done this and it was pretty damn awesome (at least to me anyway haha ) I can't quite remember how it started but I'll try and piece it together.

I'm at a party for my friend Rachel. She's just had her room decorated and for some reason a ton of people have came to help her celebrate. They've all brought loads of gifts. Rachel doesn't know what to do with them all, so she puts them in the attic. Later during tIhe party, we decide to go see them all. Leaving the party, we ascend a large, white stone staircase that is deffinatly not part of her house. We're outside now, and keep climbing the staircase.

Soon we reach the top and a white and gold There's alot of white and gold things in this dream. angel smiles at us. We smile back and keep moving. All the gifts are placed in neat rows, for some reason they're all the same. A grey dwarf from Disney, most likely Grumpy. We move in and out of the rows, then get bored and head back towards the staircase. The Angel is in the middle and once we climb on, she moves the staircase to the floor because it's shrunk a little.

Once at the bottom, I somehow know that i'm dreaming.

I forget to stabilize and RC, but the dream is fine anyway. Maybe it would've been clearer if I had. I forget about Rachel and look at the sky. It's nighttime, but cloudy. I wish I could see the stars. I seem to be really instinctive during this lucid, because I smile and jump. I take off flying, it's so amazing.

I pass through the clouds quickly, and see the stars. But i'm flying fast and they're getting closer and closer. I don't want to spend this lucid in space. I've only flown a few times so my control is a little off, but I manage to twist around and stop. I float, looking at the grey clouds underneath me, and decide to change the world.

I fly towards the clouds, and pass straight through a storm. Then I get close enough to earth so that everything's like a patchwork quilt. I throw my hand out and in a flash, it's changed. Not the way I want it though, so I do it again. Suddenly it's daytime and down below is sand and palm trees, I fly down to take a look.

I land in the sand and look around. Between the trees, there are gigantic moths everywhere, sucking things out of the sand. This is deffinetly not where I want to be, so I fly up again. I really think about where I want to go, and when I snap my hand out, I think of medevil times. I fly down, and Rachel and I (who magically appeared again ) are in a green forest. We're not in medievil times but I don't really care, I want to explore.

We find bikes nearby, and head off. On the edge off the forest there looks like a ditch. It's actually a river traveling. We cycle beside it and follow it downstream. Soon it forks to the right into a lake. There's a guy walking around on the water (I found if I cycle fast enough I can cycle on the water too). I whisper to Rachel; "Ok, I'm going to "fall in" accidently of course, and then he's going to rush over and save me and everything will go from there." He was pretty damn hot. Longish dark hair and pale skin. Been dreaming about this guy alot recently. He pops up from time to time. But as I watch him, Miley Cirus appears on a jet-ski. She "falls in" and he rushes over to save her. I get off the bike and stand, open mouthed. I curse her for getting there first and Rachel pats my back sympathetically I know I could've attempted to blast Miley to pieces but I want some drama in my dreams! "Bloody Miley Cirus, Hannah Montana, whatever." I wonder out loud if he'll think she's shallow. I tell Rachel the plan might still work, she objects.

Out of nowhere, tigers appear from behind the trees. Well I have to weapons and no battle experience so I decide not to take on a bunch of hungry, snarling tigers. "Run!"

I try to dodge around the tiger but it's having none of it. Rachel runs in the opposite direction. "What the hell." I mutter, and throw myself into the dark river.

"Nicole, no!!" Rachel shouts in panic. "Not the water! Anything could be down there!"

I roll my eyes and swim forwards. I'd rather risk a few fish than a few giant tigers. The tiger that was trying to eat me is hanging over the edge of the bank, not wanting to go in. It seems afraid of the water. I look forward and find out why. There are huge fish, with equally huge snapping teeth, swimming toward me.

"What the fuck is safe around here!" I snarl and try to grab the edge of the banking, but it's too high. The fish are coming pretty damn fast.

Suddenly, someone grabs my legs and throws me up. I land with an oomph on the soft grass. I tiger comes to mind and I throw my body over so I can see everything and be prepared. There's no need, they're dead. I here a noise to my right and scrabble to the left as fast as i can.

"Hey! It's ok, it's ok, you're safe now."

It's the boy who was walking around on the water. He's on the grass beside me, blood splattered. I don't know whether it's his or the tigers. I edge myself over to him, we lie on the grass, I'm calming myself down and he's just watching me.

After about a minute, I lean on one elbow and study him. Yup, definatly the guy who's been in my dreams. He mirrors my poster and does the same, studying me.

"Thank you." I whisper. "What happened to Miley?" She's nowhere to be seen.

"I don't know, I got to you as fast as possible. I can't let you die." He said quietly. "She's rather shallow anyway."

I smile at that, and analyze what he said. Can't let me die? I'm dreaming, although maybe he doesn't know that. He feels a bit like a protector of some sort. I'm about to ask why he can't let me die, but he makes a choking sound. I look over him and see a large, bloody gash in his shirt. My eyes widen.

"Oh, gosh I didn't see that." He clutched the wound. "Maybe I can-"

"No," He interupted. "It's too late." He takes deep breaths, but they're laboured. His voice barely rises over a whisper. "Come here. I need you to do something for me."

I lean over, so his lips are close to my ear. He passes something into my hand. It a thin, white and gold dagger. "You need to kill them. It's dangerous, but you need to kill them." He shudders.

"Who," I ask softly, stroking his hair, comforting him. It's the least I can do. "Who do I need to kill?"

After a few breaths, he says; "Follow the river, you'll see..." Then he looks me in the eyes. His are a perfect, clear blue. I know he's close to dying. I ache silently.

He sweeps some of my hair away from my face, and then kisses me. I seem to be getting alot of kisses whilest dreaming, not that i'm complaining Then he moves his lips to my ear and whispers; "I'll find you."

He takes his last few shakey breathes, then lays his head on the grass, and dies.

I gaze at his body for awhile. Then at the dagger. Maybe he's an angel, they all seem to be white and gold. I pick up his dagger. The thin gold that snakes it's way across the hilt is clean of blood. I get up, and follow the river. After awhile, I find it stops, and there's a dark hole. I climb in and end up in a damp, dark tunnel. It's large, with pipes running along it.

There's a group huddled together at the end of the tunnel. The dagger glows ever so slightly. I've to use it to kill them. Nothing else can kill them, I know that much. I feel determined, this is what I've to do. I slash a pipe and direct the hot steam towards the group. They scream and scatter. They see me and run towards me.

I slash at one at cut through hard bone. This dagger will cut through anything. They're going to overwhelm me though. I turn and run. There's a red, rusted chainlink fence. I cut through it and suddenly, my vision is darkening. The dream is ending.

But I need to kill the bastards!! I spin, but it ends anyway.

Now I have a new goal Imma kill the dark creatures.

Awake Dream

So i have to hurry on this post, I won't put all the details down.

I'm in a biulding along with a blonde girl called Anne, Rachel and a guy who I don't know. We run along the passageway, we're on a mission. Anne works in the building but we're breaking in.

She gives me a card to use on doors but it doesn't work, so I'm scared when it fails. I still slip through the door and outside. Outside is near the sea, we hide behind a log. The boy kisses Rachel.

"I would kiss one of you, but i'm not a lesbian and you're not my type. Sorry" I say to them quietly. The guy and Rachel run into the water.

Anne and I see a man running toward us. They're after us. He's wearing a reflective yellow jacket like was builders wear. Anne grabs my hand and we run, but I feel heavy. I can't run very fast, so she drags me along. I see a plank of wood and pick it up, meaning to use it for later, but we opt for two sticks instead.

We keep running along a road, he's far away but getting closer. The next time I look I realise he's on a bike, so I stop and prepare to fight. He jumps off the bike, showing fanged teeth. I hit him a few times but it appears to do nothing.

Then my alarm woke me up. There was more going on than that but I needed to hurry!

Awake Dream

So I'm pretty sure there was something before this dream (basketball springs to mind) but I can't remember what so I'll just kick off from what I remember

I'm in asda, at a till. I'm buying a yellow tub off butter and my friend Alex is buying bread. We leave a gap between the next person and our stuff so that the person at the till doesn't get confused. An old man and woman come up and begin filling in the gap with their stuff.

For some reason I realise it's dark but it slips out of my mind when I see the old people. "Hey...Em-" I begin. The woman glares at me and tells me to be quiet. I try again but she does the same thing. I'm pretty damn angry now, so I start to shout at her. I tell her that she can't just push in wherever she wants, life's not like that about anything and she's also an old hag.

She looks pretty shocked and her husband does nothing to defend her so I guess he agrees with me

Alex grabs my arm and pulls me away. She folds her arms and asks me what the hell that was all about.

"Hey, she can't just do that! I was sticking up for you!" I mutter. This place looks like space mountain at Disneyland. It's still pretty dark, I've forgotten all about my butter. She tells me that i'm angry all the time and that I've got to let it out somehow.

Suddenly I'm in what looks like a desert, but it's actually my school playing fields. The fences of the astro have disappeared too. I realise I've volunteered for teenage army training program (eek!). Surprisingly after a few runs and bodyweight exercises, the instructer tells me I'm his favourite student. He puts me and another two people (I'm sure they were people from my class but I can't remember who they were) up for a challenge against the rest of the group.

There's dark coloured sand along the edge of the "field". It's about 3 metres wide. The rest of the group are split into sub-groups and placed along the edge of the dark sand. The rest of my group (two boys) and I are placed at the end furthest away from the school. The instructer pulls us in close and whispers to us that the dark sand is safe but the light isn't. He tells us that we've to make it back to the school without touching the light sand. The groups are going to try to push us off the dark sand but we must get past them or we will be swallowed by the quicksand.

Instead of feeling afraid, I feel oddly determined. I glare at the groups along the path to safety, and know that it's about stealth, not just speed. Because keeping up the speed (especially on sand) to make it all the way to the school will be pretty damn hard. When the bell goes, I run.

I run fast enough to sprint whenever I want and slow enough to keep my stamina up. When I get to the first group, doubt begins to settle in my stomach, but it just makes me altogether more determined to survive, because if I hit that light sand I know I will die.

I dodge past the first few people who fire themselves at me, and then someone grabs my arm. I snarl, and kick them. I manage to knock the wind out of them so I can yank myself free. I keep running. It continues on like this until I reach the area near the school. I've won!

I look back, and realise one of my group are having trouble. "C'mon!" I shout despretely. "You're almost there! Run!" I see that he's not going to make it. Muttering to myself I run back. Dodging the last group, I grab hold of his arm and pull him to safety.

The other unfortunatly got swallowed up, but I grab the boys hand in mine and lift them into the air, glorified.

Awake Dreaming Semi-Lucid

So I'm not going to record every dream that I dream here from each night, because that would just be TOO much.

So my second semi-lucid (or lucid, you could say. That would be the first) was unexpectedly achieved. I'd gotten up at 9a.m this morning, had my breakfast and gone back up to my room to get changed. I sat on my bed and started reading, but I felt so tired because I'm trying to get my sleeping pattern back on track and I've been missing sleep.

I decided to just "rest my eyes", and I fell asleep. I remember vaguely that my dad came in, chuckled a little to himelf and then switched my light off.

It's sunny, but I'm wearing the long black coat I wore in winter. I'm also wearing jeans and trainers, which I find odd because it's just so warm!

For some random reason, I just feel so happy... It feels like joy is radiating from me, so I begin to skip down my street, not caring what people think. I get to an old estate I used to live in, and where a friend of mine (Andrea) still lives. But it's not her on the street, it's my three younger cousins; Declan (12), Sean (10) and Dylan (9).

The boys are pointing at rocks they laid down in two rows on my friends front garden (front "yard" to the Americans ) they're large and earthy colours such as greens and browns. I look at them closer, they're twisted and knarled, not like regular rocks, I think to myself. I think about touching one, but I can't. Some mental barrier is holding me back.

Unfortunatly, Dylan touches one instead. He screams at in uncurls and I realise in horror that the rocks are snakes. I'm not afraid of snakes, but I'm afraid of my cousins getting hurt. "Get away from them!" I shout to Dylan. He falls back and manages to shift backwards until he's at a safe distance.

"We need to get rid of these..." I say to myself. You don't find snakes in Scotland, so people would freak out if a whole bunch suddenly appeared from nowhere. I decided to go get help. "Stay right here," I tell the boys firmly. "Don't go near them."

I spin around and run into a lift behind me. (There's obviously not a lift in the middle of the street in reallife) Hitting a random button, I wait there and think to myself. Suddenly there's a woman with me (she looks a bit like Nanny McFee or whoever) and I think she's the woman I called on for help, although I can't remember doing that.

I try to remember, and then I start to think how strange that there are snakes in scotland... I knew I was dreaming, I had a little control but I wasn't thinking straight AT ALL and I was doing wierd things... haha.

I feel great knowing I am dreaming, but I remember to keep my emotions in check so that I won't wake up. The lift doors open and I'm in a white hallway. I run (pretty damn fast I think...) and jump, going higher and further than is possible. When I hit the ground I look around the corridor. My vision is blurry and I remember some of the techniques to make it clearer.

I try touching the wall, but nothing happens. So I shout to increase vividness and everything clears up. I walk through the door at the end of the corridor, wondering where it will take me. It takes me into a filthy, deserted public bathroom. There's dirt and graffiti everywhere, but I don't care.

"How conveniant," I think. "I need the toilet aswell..." Luckily when I pee in dreams I don't pee in my bed... . I see a mini bin full of toilet paper. "Why not? I'm dreaming anyway, I can do anything I want!" So I pull it over and pee in it. Told you I wasn't thinking straight!

I decide to experiment. I focus on some toilet roll, stretch my hand out, and curl my fingers inwards several times. The end begins to unwind and come towards me. I grab it, then drop my hand. It stops.

I'm very pleased with myself at this point. I look in the mirror, but I can't see myself because my image is blurry. I shoot gentle fire at my reflection and find it funny that she doesn't do it too. I decide I've had enough of this loo and walk out the door.

I'm in my friends house. The upstairs hallway in fact. I walk into the bedroom on the left. There's a man and a teenager on a bed playing an Xbox. I quickly shut the door, I don't want to spend my dream time playing the Xbox. I walk into another door across the hallway.

It's the same type of bed, but there's someone in it. Curious, I lift up the cover gently (I was trying not to wake them up) and gasp. The first thing I notice is his hair, it's jet black with subtle streaks of green in it. It's jagged and getting in his eyes. His skin is the palest I've ever seen, and flawless.

He moans, not opening his eyes, and tries to pull the duvet back over his face. But I cling on because I want to keep looking at him. His eyes slowly flicker open and focus on mine. He says nothing. His eyes are deep pools of black. He seems to be doing something to my brain because I can't think properly. I wonder what it would be like to kiss in a dream and if it would be the same.

So I think "what the hell" and kiss him. He doesn't object. It's the sweetest, tenderest kiss i've ever had (so yeah, he's a good kisser also. If only he was real!! ) I don't stop, but I soon get too caught up in it... and wake up.

So when I woke I realised that I wasn't in full control and was thinking like a drunk person but what the hell!! I'm really excited!!!

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

People-
Rachel - My best friend since childhood
O - Ex-friend
Andrew - Long-lost friend
Jack - friend
Aime - bitch

I'm walking through my school grounds, talking to Rachel. O walks up to me and begins to talk. I give her an annoyed look, then carry on talking. O's friends are all away for the day, and she thinks she can use me. I ignore her as she talks louder until she is shouting.

The dream changes, I'm sitting on my bed, talking to Rachel. O is on my other side, but then I look again and suddenly she is Andrew. I haven't seen Andrew in over a year, so I hug him and talk.

Dream change - We're in Rachel's kitchen, but I think it's mine. She's made a mess, trying to make "grilled cheese". It isn't cheese though, there's rice all over the place. I get annoyed and my dream changes again.

I'm in school, rehearsing a play. But the stage i'm on is very high, and is actually a flight of steps that stretch across the room. I try to say my lines but the stair I'm on is so narrow that I'm scared of falling. I try to regain my balance and break the microphone. I get sent to a glass lift, It's completely see-through. Instead of traveling up and down though, It moves in circles to take you to the other side. I go back to the stage where I find a hollow stair, I step into it, sure that I will be able to say my lines now that I am safe. But the roof is suddenly close to my head and I can't stand up properly.
Aime is getting annoyed. She shouts at me to stand up properly but I shout back saying that it's not my fault if I'm tall. I get off the stage and watch the rest of the show. I get invited to go to the "Rose" (no idea) but I go through the back of the school instead of the front.
At the playing fields, the year below me are all in their pyjamas. All of the pyjamas are check print, which I wonder at. I go through the back door into the school.
Jack appears behind me and asks why I think it's so wierd. I tell him that I want them to wear spiderman pyjamas. He laughs and rubs his wet hair with a towel. I realise he's in nothing but swimming trunks and can't help but think what a nice six-pack he has ( ). He smiles, then goes to get changed.
My dream ends.

I didn't write it down last night because I was drifting in and out of sleep when this dream occured. I didn't realise I had been dreaming until I remembered it this morning. I've probably forgotten quite alot of it

Awake Dream lucid Semi lucid

So this dream (I fell asleep again after my FA) was kinda wierd changing from one thing to another... I'll try and get it all down

I'm in old-fashioned London, and I'm younger. Just a child, but I feel mature at the same time. I'm supposed to be going somewhere and meeting someone but I can't remember who. I begin to run

I see a tall, well dressed man who looks friendly. I stop him and say "Excuse me sir, do you know where the Waterfront is? I need to get there soon." His eyes darken and he tells me that the water front is dirty and no place for such a pretty little girl. I tell him that I've never been to London before and that I really need to get to the Waterfront. Before he replies I run into a side-alley and find myself in my school P.E corridor.

I'm my usual self again, and see a teacher headed towards me. "There's no where to run now, this is a dead end." He pulls a knife a slowly begins to walk down the narrow corridor.

But it's not a dead end! I scream inside my head. There's a door behind me and I spin around and almost fall through it. I sprint towards a pair of double doors and burst through them. There's glass doors in front of me and a group of people sitting on the floor, listening intently to something that was being said. My friend sees me and he throws the door open and pulls me through.

"Where the hell have you been?" he hisses. "We waited for you at the Waterfront but you didn't show!" I say nothing and he looks me up and down. I see recognition in his eyes and know that he knows what happened. He pulls me down to sit beside him. I see a friend I knew years ago, and dimly take in the changes about her, but I keep my mouth shut and try to calm down. I still see the smug grin of the man with the knife.

Someone says something, and I hear "She will!" And my friend (Chris) jabs me in the back. He's volunteered me to do something. He later tells me I've to assassinate a noble cushion maker. He tells me that I've to get it done no matter what.

I find out that he'll be at a football game that is about to be played. I need to walk around during this game in order to speak to him. I see a mascot costume (large grey cat) and decide that that's what I'll do. I rip pieces off of it so you can still see my face (I still had the cat nose and ears) and parts of my body.

I ran from group to group of people, saying hi and telling them to watch the game. I hear a wolf wistle and am glad that my plan is working. I turn around and see the cushion maker! I go over and flirt for awhile, secretly repulsed. He invited me to see his cushions sometime so I could choose one for free, and I agree.

I dress up in black heels and a red dress, and go to see the cushions. I'm alone in his bedroom and there are cushions laid over his bed. I see a flash in the window and see Chris briefly, and then he disappears.

The cushions are all pretty dull but I choose one anyway. The cushion maker comes in and smiles. He sits on the bed and then kisses me. I would rather be getting chased by the knife wielding maniac! He pulls my dress up and begins to kiss my calf. I'm just thinking "where the hell is Chris!" when there is an explosion and the cushion maker falls off the bed, dead. I storm past Chris, furious that he took so long, and my dream ends.

lucidNonlucid Semilucid

I walk up to the old lady at the brown, wooden counter and "check-in". I tell her my father sent me and that I'm going to be staying for awhile. The building is very old fashioned, and so are the two women I would be staying with. One is in her early twenties and I'm guessing she is the older womans grandchild. I get the feeling she doesn't like me very much. She keeps glaring at me, she is a maid of some sorts.

Not quite sure what happened next but a man walks in with a hammer, the ones that judges use to smack their desk with. He grabs my arms from behind and pushes me up against the wooden counter where the old woman is. He shouts at her, saying that i she doesn't (can't remember what she had to do) do something then he would smash my skull in.

I see a man in red armour and long brown hair rushing down a corridor, pulling out a sword. But it's the young woman who saves me. I feel shaken and don't remember what they done with his body or where the young man went. They sit me on a wooden chair and try to console me, feeding me soup. The younger woman hugs me and we put our past behind us. I tell them not to tell my father because I like staying here.

Then I have what I think is a false awakening, but I was semi-lucid. Mostly dreaming. I wake up in my bed and find that my computer is on. I do a RC using the writing on the screen and almost freak out when I realise the writing has changed and I'm still asleep. But I am only semi-lucid and not completely lucid. I look past my computer and look at my room. I begin to panic as I see that my room is upside down, like a twisted mirror. There's a strange rushing in my ears. A large pink monster appears at my door, with sharp looking teeth. It points and laughs at me. I remember that nothing can harm me in a dream and decide to test some powers (if I was fully lucid I probably would have just blasted it to pieces of something) so I try and turn it from pink to purple.

It doesn't work completely but it does go a few shades darker. I try and get rid of it but am unsuccessful. I remember that I'm dreaming, so I try a few times to wake myself up. I succeed.

After doing a crazy amount of RCs to make sure I wasn't having another FA, I kinda freaked out because it was creepy.

Non-lucid, lucidsemi-lucid

So I walk into a room, which is light and open, with windows on my right. I have no idea what I'm doing here (dream sign no.1. I'm a newbie ok! haha) but there are two white matresses on the floor. One is on the far left of the room and one is on the right. I figure that I'm on holiday and that this is the room I'm staying in (DSno.2). I see the extra matress and think "who else is here with me?" So I decide to sleep until whoever it is comes along. I choose to sleep on the left matress.

I wake up on the OTHER matress (DSno.3). It's dark outside and... There's a girl on the other one! She is small with short brown hair and the name "Mille" pops into my head so I guess that was her name. She wakes up and we decide siliently to go into the room across the corridor.

We walk in, and my parents are sleeping in a double bed on my right. I find this strange because my parents are recently seperated (DSno.4). As I walk to a matress next to their bed I do a RC and think "I'm dreaming!" but do not become lucid. Mille curls up beside me on the same matress and we begin to argue about whether kissing other girls means you're a lesbian (??). I ignore her but she shoves a note at me and rolls over. I did not read the note but It was typed on a computer and highlighted in orange. I sleep.

I wake up, and instead of a matress, I'm sleeping on a couch. (DSno.5). The room is reasonably bigger (DSno.6) and my brother is across the room(DSno.7). Mille has disappeared. He has a large china ball on a long, thick golden chain. He shows me it, it has a picture of my deceased gran on it. Underneath it is a vine with potatoes growing on it, he said he recently added them to the photo. He called the ball "the Egg". When I only glance and shrug he gets angry and gives the egg to my mum, who's still in bed. My dad is know where to be seen.

Suddenly I'm outside(DSno.8) and it's pretty sunny. We get some chairs out and are about to sit down when I look across the stone path leading out of the building and down a hill, and realise the sky has turned grey and it's beginning to rain. I run into a garage attached to the building and find my brother hosing down the floor with my mother. The floor does not get wet at all(DSno.9)

When I woke up from the dream I got the feeling there was a guy involved too (the name Bob comes to mind) but I don't remember him in it.