non-lucid

September 22nd 2010

Quick note: I got more sleep last night, but my alarm (iPod) died during the night so I didn't get up to WBTB/WILD -_- Recall is still pretty rubbish.

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm at school, but classes have been switched. Why am I going to german? I haven't been in a german class since S2. It's one of the most boring subjects ever.

I take off my brown leather bag, take a folder from it, then hook it up. I don't use this bag... I had it in S2 (maybe I went back in time).

I sit down at the front of the class, book open, ready to be bored to death. My teacher comes up and sits next to me, because a student is taking the class. He turns around to "help" me but I just want to figure it out on my own, so I ignore him. The student writes a few words on the board but I have no idea what they mean. "P" something.

[Dream skip - Half an hour] I'm in a small shop with the rest of my german class. We've to choose a snack from the fridges and buy it at the counter running along the far yellow wall. I head over to the fridges (opposite) but my music teacher stands in the way. I stand on my tiptoes and grab a box labelled "chocolate fudge cake".

Hayley is at the counter, an ex-friend of mine. She smiles as I walk up, but I'm taking none of it. "What a class of neds eh? I didn't realise we had to many..." I tell her, nodding towards her group of friends. She remains silient.

"You've got the same snack!" The woman manning the counter says. I eye Hayley's snack with distaste... Chocolate fudge cake. "Wait a minute," the woman grabs a large camera excitedly; "strike a pose!"

We pose, grinning in an overexagerated way, but as soon as the photo's taken we drop it like it never happened. "Don't be a whore..." I murmer under my breath as she walks away.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] Now I'm in the main hall, back at school. I'm watching everyone else watch something. I can't see it because they're all in the way. I once again stand on my tiptoes. There's a photoshoot set. A woman tells to come up one at a time, pose and then sit back down.

What!? I don't want to do that! I'd rather be in boring german. Then I notice my hair's grown. My hair's long again! That was fast. It feels a bit heavy, but maybe this shoot will be fun after all.

Max comes up to me. "Hey, did you cut your hair?" I ask in horror. He runs his fingers through it, looking sheepish. "No! Don't cut it! Unless it needs a trim. Only Liam needs to cut his hair."

Possibly the shittiest dream I've ever had.

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm walking down the blue cycle path near my house. It's a bright, warm day but with the perfect amount of wind blowing in my face. My friend Rochelle is with me. We walk and talk about meaningless things at the same time. I'm eating too, weetabix minis. Except they're not so mini. Why am I drinking this milk? I don't even like milk.

[Dream skip - A few minutes later] I'm now at home, and Rochelle is with me. I go to the kitchen, planning on shredding some chocolate to put in my weetabix. I shred the chocolate, but cheese lands in the bowl instead. I get frustrated. I don't want cheese! I eat it anyway because I'm pretty hungry, it doesn't taste too bad. My dad comes in and tells me cereal isn't good for me. I tell him to go away and keep shredding cheese.

I don't realise how long it's taken me, because when I look up again it's dark outside the windows and Rochelle has gone home. Okay... I forget about my weetabx and head up to my bedroom. My laptop's already on, on a video chat to Rochelle. Why is she crying?

"You were so nasty to me today! You're such a hostile person... You start fights with everyone!" She continues to cry, shouting at the screen. Here she goes again...

"I didn't say anything today! What are you on about?" I say, defensive. All I done was eat weetabix. She continues to rant. I partially lose interest as a pink bird lands on my bare leg. I watch as it pecks bloody holes into my skin. I shoo it away and inspect the peck marks. At least they don't hurt...

"I'm just so glad I have my boyfriend otherwise I wouldn't know how to cope with you! For three years!"

"You've known him three months." Then I chase after the bird. I grab it from the air and realise it's mechanic... But it feels real and looks real. But its eyes are red and flashing. Someone's sent this after me. I eye Rochelle suspiciously. She continues to cry and shout about how I'm such a shitty person. God, she sure can moan. I sit on the floor, cradling the pink bird in my hands, wondering about it.

Something's not right about my room. Is this how I left it? For a moment I don't even think it's my real bedroom. It's bigger isn't it? But then I dismiss the thought when the bird chirps. Then I look up. There's a doll on the floor, with creepy wide, red flashing eyes. I start to freak out, I really really don't like dolls. It looks like it's about to stand up and eat me. I scream at Rochelle to shut up and throw the bird at the doll.

Another short and boring dream. Well I better get a decent one tonight with a little action in it Or I'm going to get really pissed.

September 21st 2010

Quick note: Last nights recall was also pretty bad. I lost sleep again, so I feel pretty rubbish today. Hopefully this will cause me to sleep tonight

Awake Non-Lucid

We're on a school trip, at a theme park. I'm with a bunch of friends, talking about bands and music. The rollercoaster nearly encircles us. I randomly give Gary a pen because I forgot to give it him back.

My music teacher comes over and begins to ask questions about the band I'm in.

"Well it's a rock band but people find the stuff a little crazy. I don't care though because it's what I want to do."

Two of my friends who are actually in bands stare at me awkwardly and I realise I'm not actually in one. I mutter excuses and turn away, attempting to laugh it off.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] We're in a gravel car park, waiting for the bus to come. We all stop in a big group to wait. I notice a small, slightly over-weight man dressed in uniform. He grabs two suitcases and lays one each at two american girls feet. They're about to say thank you when he kneels down and starts to line them up perfectly. "Too far." One of them says and then they turn away. Hmm... How strange.

Our bus pulls up and it takes us to the classroom. It's on a hill. There's a roof with flourescent lights, but no walls. I take my seat, but C and R come up. C pulls out two yellow books, says happy birthday, and gives us one each. Mines is a novel I've read before. R's is called "Lucid Dreaming and the Quad." With a cartoon picture on the front of someone sleeping. She seems rather disinterested though.

A biology teacher comes up after he sees what she has. He tells us he LDs sometimes and goes on to tell us what he does but for some reason I can't make out what he's saying.

[Dream skip - During class] My english teacher asks where my essay is. Shit! Hadn't I asked to copy notes off someone?

"I'm dressed in leggings for Christ's sake! What more do you want!?" I shout. But before that I didn't know I was wearing them. I look down and see brown and black leggings, with straps and flaps over them. I look like I just came out of Final Fantasy. She ignores me and starts writing on the blackboard behind her. I moan and call her names in my head.

[Dream skip - After school] I'm in the Co-op staring and examining different types of bottled water. A middle-aged man comes in with a large bag of bananas, and fills a tray with them. He tells me he hates it when the store runs out. Why? That means people like them.

I grab a bottle, turn around, and notice garlic cloves all over the floor. I try not to step on any as I head out the door.

Ugh, pretty boring for my standards. I have another dream to type out, but I need to do it later because right now I'm going out for dinner

September 19th 2010

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in my school quad, a large empty space between buildings. I sit on the concrete, watching people pass and thinking about nothing. Everything is grey, the brick floor, the school, the uniform and even the clouds in the sky. A large figure walks up and stands over me.

"Are you okay?" I realise it's Conner. "You look kind of depressed..." His form blots out the little sun I had, making my day even darker than it was before. And he's right, I feel a little bitter.

"I'm fine." I mutter, because all I really want is for him to piss off and leave me by myself. He seems to understand, and leaves. When he moves, I can see the rest of the quad again. Nobody's here, it's empty. I don't remember the bell ringing though...

I watch the two shelters, where I usually hang out in. There's something going on in the second one. I get up and hurry over.

Conner and a random are fighting. There's a table against the wall, where Aaron sits, just watching passively. The random is on the ground, and Conner is kicking him. Suddenly Conner's head snaps up and he sees me, then he runs away, leaving the random on the floor. Conner would get in serious trouble if anyone found out about this. Before I think about it, I kneel down, grab a fistful of the random's dark hair and lift his head up. I slam it onto the concrete several times, as hard as I can. I lift his face up again and study the damage. What's left of his facial features are hidden by a mash of swelling, bruises and blood. He's dead.

The bell rings, and I decide to head out for some retail therapy.

[Dream skip - 30 minutes] I'm in a shop, at the front of the que. There's a line of people trailing out of the glass doors behind me. There are mobile/cell phones hooked in neat lines all over the white walls. The lighting is too bright, it's flourescent and hurts my eyes. Finally I'm called into a door on my left. An old man with fluffy, white hair asks me what he can do for me.

"I'm here for a shot of blueberry juice." In the dark room I notice a huge sofa chair and a coffee table. I sit down and take the shotglass of blueberry juice from the table. He quickly snatches it off me before I can drink it.

"I don't sell this to anyone under sixteen."

"But I was told you're the best supplier!"

"I am, to anyone over the age of sixteen." (Apparently in this dream, blueberry juice is like a class A drug of something...)

"That's shit. Just give me the juice!"

The door bursts open and Taylor (my cousin) walks in. He quickly takes in my hysterical state and takes me outside. "Let's take you somewhere to calm down." He says quietly.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] He takes me to a gaming shop, and tells me he'll be back in a few minutes. I shrug and scan over the aisles. I see a game with my face on it.

Suddenly as I stare in shock, I feel something disconnect from me. I look to my right and see a light blue, almost transparent me floating next to my body. It's attatched to me by blue string at my waist and neck. It's part of my soul, it's leaving me. I scream when I realise.

Taylor storms in to save the day (again). I cling onto the string, he lifts me up and carries me out of the shop. He carries me across a white stone bridge. A wave crashes over it and soaks us, saturating my soul, making it harder to stay with me. Taylor puts me in his white car, which gets my soul back to normal. The sun is out and bright now. Taylor quickly drives me back to school and tells me to have a good day, and to not get in anymore trouble.

I head up to biology and sit down. Conner comes up and sits next to me. He whispers that that the random was found, but people thought he was stabbed by someone else at school. Relief floods through me.

[Dream skip - After class] I'm at the end of the corridor and have just won "Pupil of the Year" award. Two girls are next to me, looking insanely jealous. The headteacher will be coming up, and she hates me. She'll most likely try to humiliate me in some way. I need to get out of here... The two girls will set off the alarm if I run, out of spite. But running is the only chance I have. I tell them i've left something in biology, the stairs are next to the classroom door. Once I get to the doors to the stairs, I bolt through them and run as fast as I can.

By the time I get to the bottom, the alarm's ringing. I sprint across the quad and into the entrance hall. I make it though the doors just before they slide shut. Now that I'm out, I know they'll call the police. I run across the road, managing not to get ran over. Instead of taking my usual route, I head down a hill to where a stream is, running on the gravel path alongside it. Why can't I run so fast now? I concentrate on the ground, which helps a little. Once the path ends, I come across a little lakehouse. Without hesitating, I leap off of the tall bank and into the lake. Other than the fact it's not supposed to be here, the lake is salty... Wierd.

I climb onto a black ledge that runs across the lakehouse. I shuffle until I think I'm close enough to the bank, the fling myself from the ledge and onto the path.

Once again I run as if lions are after me. I can hear police sirens, and pretty closely too. Just as i'm next to my house, a police car shows up. I quickly head up the steps and unlock the door. Before I go in, I risk a glance behind me. The police car isn't there anymore, in its place is my dad's jeep. My dad, a woman, and two guys close to my age get out. Since when did my dad have a girlfriend? Does that mean those guys are my step-brothers?

We all walk in, I head straight to the kitchen. The two guys sit at my table. The older one is someone I know, a guy from school who I really don't get on with. He glares at me and says; "Nice scive today." I ignore him and ask his brother how old he is. Fourteen apparently. My day just gets better and better... Not.

I stomp my way up the stairs and into my bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

Just to clarify - I'm not usually like this haha I don't fight people, take drugs, scive school or go into stroppy moods...

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...

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...

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.

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 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.

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.