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i had a very long dream but dont really remember the whole thing. At one point i was standing on a dock and there was a woman who was from fance or something like that who was shouting insults at me from the balcony of the crew ship. i kept trying to find a way onto to boat but could not. We were in alaska and i laughed when the departed from the dock and the woman shouted "bye bye San Fransisco!" Then the boat was not driven but sucked out into see and i watched as a whirpool funnel vortex sucked the ship underwater and fliipped the thing on itside pouring out tons of people. I thought the woman had gotten what she deserved.
I also recall being in some sort of chucked cheese place but it was like boot camp style and there was a rope hanging down that i climbed up to get into the little cylinder bubble thing. it was really weird.

I instantly open my eyes and awaken, the only thing I am able to recall is a single word "gray" no image commes with this word and it comes to me at the same moment I open my eyes

Dream One: I'm in the car in the backseat with my mom Driving. Apparently we're going to visit my family in SC. We're in the driveway of the house I lived in before my parents divorced, ad my mom is waiting for her best friend, her best friends mom, and a man and his son that in the dream I think is her boyfriend and his son. I think I woke up, but only half way here because the next thing i know I'm laying in what I think is the crawl space for that house with my husband. I'm telling him how when my brother and I were kids we always felt like this house was creepy and had bad energy, so we decided there must be a body in the crawl space. For some reason though, the crawl space has a concrete floor, and I realize this isn't a crawl space at all, it's the basement. Then I see a cat running around, and it reminds me of sesame street. I start wondering what it'd be like if there were sesame street characters here, and the next couple minutes of the dream are spent "watching" sesame street characters wander about the house looking for a grown up. Then one of them has to go to the bathroom, and starts crying. The dreams switches back to first person and I'm walking up to the purple sesame street monster and asking what's wrong. It's afraid It'll get poop on it's fur when it goes to the bathroom, . I try to take it to the bathroom anyways, but then Chewbacca is in the bathroom, and he's got a solution for the fur problem. He's got a zipper installed in his fur so he can unzip his bottom area and go. I leave the sesame street monster in the bathroom with Chewie, he's better equipped to handle this situation than I am. I walk back out to the driveway and see my mom. She's talking about packing the car, and I grab a bag and start helping her pack. Then she starts talking about the man in the chewbacca costume. She's marveling at how the dude still fit sin the costume when he's gained 30 pounds. I say I wish I could still fit in my clothes if I'd gained that much weight, that's crazy! I wake up, lol.


Dream Two(Fragment): I didn't take any notes on this one -_- I was at a school with my mom and my used to be step brothers and sisters. The youngest step sister goes down an escalator because she's looking for something. The rest of us "kids" follow her, leaving my mom and some man upstairs. When we catch up to the youngest, we find that we can't get back upstairs to my mom because the escalator only goes one way, down! In the end, I somehow mange to send my mom a telepathic message that we're downstairs and can't get back upstairs and they come downstairs to find us. I woke up as soon as they made it to us.

Adding in the dream from my nap

I was playing Assassins Creed II doing the "capture the flag" race I had done last night. Instead of racing a guard though, I was racing this big hulking red demon guy with horns and a giant ax. I kept having to restart the mission because I'd kill the demon guy, or get killed myself. At one point, instead of a flag, we were trying to capture a bowling ball and it rolled into the waterways. I dove into the water to get it, but the demon guy couldn't swim, so I had all the time in the world to explore (well, until I woke up anyways) I found that under the water was a big modern day city in ruins. I was swimming around the tall building and admiring how much seaweed had grown up on them and even thought for a moment that I saw a yellow bus. Then I remembered I needed to check my map to see where the bowling ball went. I woke up when I started back to find the target, lol.

07.12.2012

Pissing off my Father (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm in a bedroom with my father, and I start to gradually piss him off by just telling him how much he doesn't pay attention to what he says to me.

I don't know why there's any point in me doing this honestly, but the more I tell him off without him being able the respond, the more he starts bottling up his emotions. But I keep picking his brains some more, and he can't contain himself anymore. He doesn't do anything to me, all he can do is just stand there.

I think he takes out a few belts, and I just stand there for a while to see what's going to happen. I have my hands to my hips for a while staying quiet, then I got bored and left him.

I think I see my mother, lol, and it seems she eavesdropped on the conversation, and she remained quiet. I didn't really need to say anything to her, it's like she was just a filler for this dream or something. My father didn't say anything to me after I told him off.

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07.12.2012

Party in Classroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in a class that has seats set up on an upwards slope. It felt a little awkward, but the seats were securely attached to the slope. I sit there for a while doing something, probably listening to random students converse with each other.

Then I decided to leave for a little bit for something. When I came back, it seems it's a party in here, I hear some music that's fit for some kind of mini-rave party, and I think I even see a disco ball floating around somewhere, or maybe it's just me.

I had a mental map of which seat I was sitting in before I left, and someone takes my spot. I didn't mind, and found another vacant seat.

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07.12.2012

Cooking in the Computer (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I walk into a classroom that I used to be in middle school before, and I see a group of people getting ready to play some cards. My middle school Science teacher was there as well, so I guess everyone was finished with finals for him to allow something like that.

I get closer to these group of people, and then I think my Science teacher suggests I should try out some online Cooking Session, something like that. I didn't really pay attention to the computer monitor, and something about the teacher made me feel weird.

Date: 11/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 22.22pm
Hot bath before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

I was pretty tired before bed, I was up early for a meeting the day before and didn't nap in the day. Then before bed I had a hot bath and went straight from there to my bed. This was THE BEST nights sleep I've had in a long time, no problems with the bf snoring, or me being too hot, or whatever. I woke up and slept in till 11.30, and still could have slept more I was so comfortable and tired. I was very surprised just at the amount of dreams I had.

Dream 1 - 2.48am
I am dreaming about being lucid, and joining a lucid dreaming group on facebook. I keep chatting about how good lucid dreaming is.

Dream 2 - 3.33am
I am sleeping over at my Aunt's house, with my bf, my sister, and my mum. The Aunt/Uncle in the dream does not exist in RL. My mum is awake and partying with my Aunt and Uncle, while we try to sleep. We all have separate beds. I am trying to WILD, but my Uncle comes into the room. I really don't like him and feel uncomfortable. He leans over my bed and tells me in a nasty way, to stop WILDing. He then shouts at us, telling us to turn the TV off, and leaves, he has a pitbull type dog that follows him around and it is known to be aggressive and bite. My sister talks to me for some time, then I try to WILD again, this time I have my phone, and notepad and pen in bed with me. I also have a metal chest at my feet. I can hear the adults getting drunk and rowdy downstairs, and distinctly hear my mum laughing. My bf wants to pet my Uncle's dog, but I tell him he will bite, my bf tells me the dog was bought from my brother for £20. so how can he bite? The dream skips to us (my bf, me and sister) sitting on the stairs playing with sane, we are making rude shapes in the sand. The adults come home (I don't know where they've been, but it's late and they're all drunk.) they think it's funny to kick over the shapes I make in the sand, but I'm glad they don't tell me off for making rude shapes. They go to bed and there is a trail of sand behind them, so I know they've been on the beach.

Dream 3
In this dream, I am wheelchair bound. I control the wheelchair via an electronic graphics tabletI use a graphics tablet a lot during the day.I am in a large shopping centre, and the shops are closing for the night, there is one particular shop which a woman runs. This shop has big glass fronted doors, and resembles a dentist's room inside. It is quite modern and has a computer on a desk with lots of drawers filled with medical items. The woman is in her 30's, blonde, quite attractive but very bad temper and not a nice person. She particularly hates me, but she has reason to, as I am trying to break into her shop when she leaves. I use my mobile phone to hack the security system, and get into he shop. This takes a few attempts but once I'm in, I rifle through the drawers to find some lucid dreaming pills. I already have some in my pocket, but they are so good I want more! I finally find some, and they are like sprinkles that you sprinkle on ice cream. They are dark red. I steal them. She sees me leaving and walks after me, but I hide them in my waistband. She never finds them.

Dream 4
Me and my bf are sat in a field, near a small, low brick wall. We are sat on plastic chairs and it is sunny. There are several people walking round, so this could be a park, or a fayre or something. We are enjoying ourselves and just chilling, maybe we have beer? A nearby news reporter walks over to me. She is wearing a revealing red dress, which is pretty skin-tight. She is also wearing bright red lipstick. She has long dark hair and big eyes, very attractive but her face says she is bored and in a bad mood. She is holding a microphone. She asks me if I know anything about 'currant affairs.' I tell her that I am currant affairs, and laugh. Really I do not want to be interviewed. She doesn't smile in the slightest, but says 'Actually.,' in a very pissed-off voice, 'I was asking you what you know about AFFAIRS.' I then say, 'if a man has lipstick on his collar, then he's having an affair. That's all I know. My bf and I crack up at this, roaring with laughter, but she just stands there looking annoyed. Our friends join us, D and K. They are a gay couple, and we all kiss hi, etc. They are very flamboyant and camp, just as in real life. K quickly dashes off as he has to leave, and I tell the reporter that these guys would know nothing about lipstick on their collars, so don't bother asking. Again, we find this funny and laugh, but the reporter is interested in interviewing D. She asks him if he can answer some questions, and he is keen to (he likes the sound of his own voice) they ask me to leave my chair so D can sit down, and I do. I sit on the low wall nearby. Suddenly a crowd of passers by gather to watch the interview. I am suddenly wearing red, or at least I suddenly notice, and D is wearing a red shirt. There is a young guy sat near me, very close but I don't mind. However he puts his arm around my shoulders, and my bf glares at him. He is with some other young people, so I don't take him seriously, however he states that he's never met a gay before. He then says gay men are like horses, to which everyone laughs at him and asks him what the hell he is talking about, including me. I try to leave, but the guy grabs my arm and won't let go, he tells me he's never kissed a guy, but wants to try it. I know he is too young and tell him no. My bf looks very annoyed now and wants to leave. The situation is forgotten when there is a crash, and a woman who had been sittin on the back of a chair, has fallen off. She is lying on the floor, and her legs are all bent and broken. She is in a lot of pain and can't move. I try to help her up, but D tells me off, saying she could have hurt her spine and I shouldn't move her. He strokes her face and tells her everything will be ok. She has light blonde hair and is a little chubby. She starts to cry.

Dream 5
I am sat in my old childhood garden, on the grass. There are people around, most of whom I don't know. An old comedian nearby, complains that no one laughs at his jokes anymore. I tell him he needs new material, stuff to appeal to the new generation. He thinks this is ridiculous and the new generation have no sense of humour. I actually say; 'You need to change some of the veg in your picalilly.'For those who don't know, google picalilly. It's a type of food, I use it sometimes on sandwiches. It's amazing. It has chunks of pickled veg in it.Eventually we figure out some jokes for him. I teach him how to get a potato, and cut a hole in it, then insert a carrot, and it makes sex.What the fuck?!We paint some of the grass white, so he can use it as a base for his vegetable sex. Nearby, my Aunt is drunk and falls asleep on the grass. She wakes up, thinking she slept all night and it is the next day, I don't tell her she's only been asleep for 5 minutes. Next, there is some commotion as a nearby young couple are losing their virginity in from of a big crowd. I find it boring and a little disgusting, but everyone else is loving it. He is really going for it, banging her hard, so that he knocks some items over nearby. When they finish, the crowd clap and celebrate.

Dream 6
I think there was more to the beginning of this dream. I do remember I was collecting the tickets for a reason, I think someone asked me to prove if I knew my friends or something? Anyway.
I am running around a school-like building, collecting tickets that vary is size / shape / content. They all feature a friend's name on them, and a date and event that my friends are attending. I only remember one of them was a friend R R isn't really a friend, more of an acquaintance, and I've seen him 2 times in about 5 years.The ticket said R was going to watch a bike show in Sheffield at this certain date. While looking for more tickets, I see my friend S's young son. In RL he is 2, in the dream he was 6ish?He is in a playful mood and runs from me, I play along, running after him pretending to be a monster. He is wearing a thomas the tank engine onesie. I chase him into a room, where his dad, S is sat with his parents watching telly. I feel a bit intrusive and leave, but the child runs out again, begging me to chase him! So I do, it's kind of fun, and I hide behind a door in a room filled with children's toys, so that when he enters the room he doesn't see me. I then jump out to scare him, and he screams with delight, laughing so much he falls over and I catch him. I carry him back to his dad, who is still watching telly in silence. His son then starts saying 'Giggidy,' and moving his head like Quagmire. google Quagmire and giggedy. It's a stupid thing from the TV show Family Guy. I laugh, but S suddenly gets angry at shouts at him to stop, he then starts shouting at his dad in the room, saying it's his fault the child learnt to do that. They argue and I leave.

Dream 7
Again, I have a vague memory of more to the beginning of this dream, but alas, I didn't write it down in time and forgot.
I am back in my old childhood bedroom, with my sister. My sister is a young girl again, not sure about myself though. We are sat on a windowsill, watching the pitch black outside and talking. Suddenly, a squirrel hits the window and scares us, is scrabbles around a bit, and we are unsure of what is happening, but then we see it is being chased. Suddenly, a tabby cat hits the window, it's eyes are wild as it chases the squirrel. For a moment, I think 'hang on, how did they get up so high? They are...flying?' but I lose that train of thought as the squirrel disappears and the cat starts following my hand inside the window. I tease it a bit, and it goes crazy, scrabbling at the glass to get my fingers. I suddenly notice my sister is on the outside of the window, she must have climbed out when I wasn't looking!! SHe sits on the sill, in her nightdress, and the cat gently sits on her lap. I start to think 'Oh no, what if she falls off!? I must get her inside!' then BOOM. I'm lucid. I realise she can't hurt herself in a dream, so she's ok sat there. I watch the scene and she strokes the cat, and it rubs against her, purring and calm. It's only a kitten now, and not so scary and wild. I wake up.

Dream 8
I am babysitting my nephews. They begin to fight over a toy. The older one has the toy and won't share. I tell him that if he lets his brother hold the toy for a few minutes, he'll be happy then he can take it back. He does this and it works, they both play happily.

Dream 9
This was a longer dream but I only remember this bit.
I am helping my mum unpack the shopping, and put it away in her house. I open the fridge, and start taking out food to make room for the shopping, as I am doing this, my mum is putting food inside, so essentially we are just being pointless. Eventually I realise, and give up, letting my mum fill the fridge how she likes.

Dream 10
My friend L has been out drinking with another friend. They get back and we are sharing the same hotel room. I notice her friend is heavily pregnant, and very drunk. I am concerned for the baby, but they don't seem bothered. I try to discuss the bad points, but the pregnant girl is so drunk she passes out. I talk to my friend about it, and even though she is drunk and seems not to care, she tells me I am right, but what am I gonna do?

Dream 11
I am in the bathI did get a hot bath before bed.I am in the bath at my mums old house, where I grew up until I was 10. I'm on my laptop in the bath, and get distracted, when I turn back I've dropped the laptop in the water. Shit! I panic and pull it out, then I turn it upside down and try to dry it out, it still works but now all the programs are really old, like the first ever Windows. And really bad graphics etc. I'm just glad I didn't lose my work.

Dream 12
I am in a train station, in a queue. When I get to the front, I ask for tickets to a certain place, for a certain date, but I keep getting confused. The man behind the counter is not very helpful. A woman stands behind him, and she is pretty stern, she keeps looking at me and making me nervous. I stammer a bit, then realise I said the wrong dates and change them around. 16th of August is what I wrote, it is a 5 day trip to Birmingham, UK. I am buying 2 tickets, one for me and one for my bf. I ask them questions but they don't help me. I try to get money out to pay, and scrabble around in my jean back pocket which is full of crap. I hand over a pot of hummusWhat the hell!? But I do love hummus They get angry, and the woman says I cannot pay with Hummus. It's a genuine mistake, but now there's a big queue behind me and I get embarrassed. I take the hummus back, and pull out the contents of my pocket, which includes lots of bits of paper, string, buttons and receipts. I find my card and pay. I'm super embarrassed. Now they kick me out of the queue, and I fight to get back to the window, I make it but they shut the window on me. I open the window, they try to stop me but I squeeze my way in and shout at them. They tell me my tickets have been printed, and are waiting in the machine behind me to be collected, I turn around, and there they are. I feel stupid for shouting and go and get my tickets while everyone watches me.

The next dream, I'm going to write as the same dream as above. However I thought it could be another dream with the same characters, but I'm not sure cos I didn't clearly state in my DJ weather it was anew dream or not.

am at the pub with friends and my bf. We are at the bar, it is a wetherspoons type pub, with wooden bars, kind of busy. The staff are the people who served me at the train station in the previous dream. We order drinks, and I'm left to pay while the others walk off to find some seats. I pay, and grab the drinks ( 3 x cokes and one beer) but the lady tells me off, because one of the cokes is not mine. I get annoyed, why did they put it in front of me then? How was I supposed to know? I pick it p anyway and take it, but they start shouting saying I haven't paid for it, and I need to put it back. I throw the drink at the man's feet in rage, and walk off to find the others. I hope to myself that they don't kick me out. I find the others sat on a circular table outside and join them. Soon, someone comes up to me and congratulates me on showing the barman who was boss. I smile and say thanks. Then another person does the same, and another, my friends don't know what they are talking about. I feel a little embarrassed but also kind of cool at the same time. Then someone tells me the barmaid is telling people she threw a tea towel at me after I threw the drink, I laugh and say this isn't true, but I'm glad she's pissed off.

Dream 13
I am walking in the pitch black at night, it is raining. I walk past a very nice yellow and black sports car with cream leather interior. I note that it's getting wet, because it's raining Dur, really? lol, I actually think this is my ADA passing through to my dreams.

Dream 14
I am talking to a foreign guy (swedish / polish / lithuanian?) about the film JAWS. I tell him it was a great film, and explain the concept to him. In my dream, the concept is pretty accurate, except I say the water was full of rusty junk metal. He claims that in his country, the film is totally different, and although there is a shark in it, it is not the same film.

Dream 15
I am lying on a bed, with my bf. He is sat over me, this is a very sexual dream. I'll not go into detail as it's explicit - but I will say it's very erotic and vivid. I wake up really horny.

Dream 16
I am part of a zombie fighting team. The team consists of people I have never met, one I remember as having an unshaved face, a big scruffy. We drive a van similar to the A team van everyone has to know this, google it.We are pretty good at what we do.I made the mistake after waking of only writing the main bits of the dream, and as a result when I fully woke, I couldn't remember all the details. I'm annoyed with myself yet again for doing this.After fighting some zombies, we celebrate with beer. One of the guys opens his beer near my face, splashing me with froth, it's funny, so I do it back. He then tips his beer all over my head, and my hair get's soaked in beer. I'm pretty pissed.I love my hair, I take pride in it, and whenever anyone touches it I usually get annoyed in RL. I storm out the room in a strop, and down the street, intent on quitting our zombie fighting team. I look around for a way home, but realise I'm stranded here. I wring my hair out, and the street is full of bustling people. Someone passes by in a rucksack, and looking like a hippy. I recognise him from my little school This guy was from my 'First school' 4 yrs to 12 yrs. I haven't seen him since then - 13 years ago.I ask him what he's been up to since I last saw him, and he says he's been on drugs for a few years, living in a hippy commune and just got back. He walks of in a hurry, waving as he goes. Then the van turns up and the zombie team ask me to get in, apologizing for pouring beer in my hair. I'm still pissed, but have nowhere else to go so I get in, and forgive them.

I woke up, feeling like I'd had the best night sleep in a long, long time. I didn't want to get up.

I can recall four creams from last night! You know, it's weird; my dream recall's been lower than average lately, and it's suddenly shot way up!

I made notes on my iPod about the first dream, saved at 3:48 AM. The notes go as follows:

Neopets
washing hair
scanning, expired

Okay, so I had a dream that I could dress my Neopets up. I had different costumes for them. there was a hippie costume and a prisoner costume. There were more, but I can't remember what they were.

Later - still in the same dream, apparently - I had this thing for scanning barcodes to send a copy of the item onto some website I liked (Neopets, I assume). (I forgot to write this next part down in my regular dream journal (which I'm copying this from), but I tried to scan something - a ketchup bottle, I think - and it told me that that barcode had expired in 2008.)

I'm not sure how "washing hair" is relevant. Oh well. I should've added a little context there, I suppose.

I'm kinda tempted to skip over the second dream because I can hardly remember it and the notes aren't much help. I shouldn't, but... writing three dreams is enough, right?

(I need to explain a couple terms before this next one. A poomsae is a solo technique that has to be memorized and demonstrated at testing. It doesn't really serve much practical purpose aside from practicing good form. It's a bit hard to explain what it looks like, but, for those of you who have watched Avatar: The Last Airbender, it looks kinda like bending, just without the control over the elements, obviously. One-step sparring is a defensive technique; contrary to the name, one-step sparring is not at all like free sparring.)

Okay, on to the third! I was at belt testing (taekwondo). I was surprised it was so soon (it's scheduled for next month IRL). Oh, and my friend Autumn was there for some reason - yes, as a student. Anyway, since testing was so soon, I wasn't prepared for it, as I didn't know my poomsae yet (actually, I do know it in real life, but I was supposed to know a different one in the dream). Luckily, we were given some time to practice first, so I tried to learn it by watching the other orange belt students.

I managed to learn the first three steps in time - step forward and down block (left), step forward and body punch (right), turn around and down block (right).

Soon, it was class time (I'm not sure what happened to testing; perhaps they just forgot about it). However, instead of Master Lim, one of the testing judges was the instructor. I wondered why she was teaching the class, but then I remembered it was Wednesday, which seemed like a reasonable answer at the time.

I decided not to join that class, so I left. Just outside, one of the adult students decided to test me on my one-step sparring. I demonstrated that I knew mine well, using the same techniques as in real life this time.

In my fourth dream last night, I was watching TV at home. It was some weird show about this guy and this girl who went down a rabbit hole - kind of like in Alice in Wonderland, except they hadn't followed a rabbit there. It reminded me of the Deathly Hallows for some reason, even though the only thing it had in common with any of the Harry Potter movies was that one of the main characters was played by Rupert Grint.

Anyway, they fell down the rabbit hole and ended up in this little meadow with a big tree. There was a sudden flashback to their childhood, when they used to play there together. When it cut back to the present, the show decided to break the fourth wall by making a big deal of the fact that the actress playing the girl was in some famous band I'd never heard of (and that her sister was the bassist in her band). Then, she turned into a man. I turned off the TV.

My mom asked if I'd slept okay because she'd heard my bed creaking at around four in the morning. I told her I'd slept find but had woken up in the night and had probably rolled over onto my side while I was half-asleep. I asked for a tuna sandwich for lunch and then woke up.

12-07-12
around 6:00

Shrouded
Genre: Horror
Non-Lucid

Apparently I had bought a new car, I can't remember the make of the car, but what I do know is - it was blue. That's all I can remember about the car, but I also apparently bought a new house. I remember walking into the house at night, it was dark, I remember having this sense of fear. I went into the bedroom, which had candles lit all around it, which gave me some ability to see. On the side table was a photoframe. I can't remember what the photo was, or who it was. But it made me have to leave the house, because of fear, really wish I could remember who or what was in that photo. But I digress, I walked back through the house, and I notice that something really isn't right in this house. I can hear ticking, I assume it's a clock, but I can't seem to find one. I realize that the sound is coming from up stairs, I go to check it out and its coming from another bedroom. I slowly open the door, and see a shrouded figure, sitting on a rocking chair, holding a clock in his hand. The guy or women, snaps the clock in two, and continues to look out of the window. He/She hasn't noticed me, so I backtrack down the stairs, quickly leave by the front door and get into my car. I take one last look at the house, and see the guy at the window, staring at me as I drive away. I drive for a few minutes, when I start to hear that damn ticking again. I stop the car to see if anything is ticking in the car, nothing. But I can still hear the noise. I get out of the car, and look underneath it, where the guy - who is still shrouded is holding on to the bottom of the car, with a clock, the handle in his mouth as I stare at him.

Another Lego Dream
I woke up with the words solid gold in my mind. I everything looked like the real world but I could break it like lego and lego studs came out.

Shitty Bathroom
I was in a hospital trying to take a shower in a bathroom with shit all over. I thought about leaving but I was determined no matter how long it too. I had a shower head and was trying to put it on the sink. Nothing worked right

Paper is Illegal

I was in a medieval setting. I was posing as a city guard. Someone kept sending me paper messages. I had to crumpled it up and put it in my pockets for later. A woman heard the paper noise and said "I thought paper was illegal." I told her that I confiscated it.

I am in a basement school of laboratory. The subterranean labs are not as gloomy, dark, terrifying like as in a horror fiction, but had an atmosphere of my old high school. Light brown tiles with bright white fluorescents light. Scientists and doctors are like teachers. Well… let’s face it; they are ‘teachers.’

Children subjected to experiments act like normal school students (It is true that those who are talented in science and math are groomed to be one of the ‘teachers’; experimenting other children.) and respect those who treat them like a lab rat.
My talent in every report card are marked somewhere in middle. But the repulsiveness I feel as I pass the classroom full of red, blood-shot-eyes students cannot help it. I guess my dream self is damned at science as in real life, so I’d position myself below the average.

Inferior or ‘bad’ students living and studying under this massive lab are punished. It is not that painful or agonizing punishment to be honest. Students are kept captive from doing any farther misbehavior by putting some kind of weird cords all over the body and meekly held upside down in a green, fluid filled glass like a frog pickled with formalin. I do not have a memory of letting myself to such chopping board, so I think I was one of the obedient kids.

Every student is born from the lab. Some of them are ‘Bad Seeds’ (as ‘teacher’ stated) from their time of birth. They are characterized with aggressive personalities. No one knows if it were from the genetic misplacement or from the accidental experiments, which happens quiet often. But ‘Bad Seeds’ cause a lot of trouble. It is said, they would explode their selfish stress out by howling and destructing materials like a beast, threatening a poor book warms shivering like scared herbivores, disrespectful to ‘teachers,’ and the list is endless.

It was out by a coincident. I was absent mindedly cautiously carrying my pretty fish placed in a tank, when two scientists passing a hallway, arguing (or croaking) loudly about expelling a ‘Bad Seed.’ They are sending (disposing) an 8-years-old troublesome kid (who has no need for them). The boy has spent his entire life as a subject, so he’s just an innocent baby not knowing about a dark world. Are they sending him to dangerous outside? Not caring of his safety?

Unfortunately they were not concerned about the human rights, but croaking about the danger ‘teachers’ would get from sending a ‘Bad Seed’ to a civil society. That ‘Seed’ is exceptionally smart and viciously evil compare to other civilians. Instead of freeing a beast among deer, we should silently ki….l…

As a brown haired scientist with glasses reveals his dark treachery, I was casually passing them, he gave me a quick look and tried to resume, which was blocked by an old (probably his superior) ‘teacher.’
I take Curiosity? Probably useless sympathy … anyway an interest towards the kid. Underage, little kid is about to be disposed to the ‘outside’ world. I stared at my red scaled fish. It has a character of its master; not swimming, but gently floating like a primed lady, acting like a stuffed animal……. Is it dead?

I tapped lightly of a cylinder that has nothing but transparent clear water. The fish lazily swayed its tail in such a slow motion, I yawned.


Tut… … Pretty, but a flabby fish.


I walked towards a suspension (laboratory) room for the little kid. Probably for the pea-sized guilt they had… experimenting underage children… the room was placed at the far end corner of a hallway inside a room. Just before I went for the door, there were white lockers with locks placed beside it. There were four (read) stylish (but say wicked) girls abruptly end their conversation and stare at me. Are they my friends?

They are nervously fidgeting around a stair (structured like one you could see in a subway station), looking for a chance to get ‘outside,’ breaking rules. They had a warning look on their face, scared of me who has a chance to tattle to ‘teachers.’
Don’t know why they would roam around, looking for danger ‘outside’ in a first place.

I do not mind their business; I solemnly open a door with no interest. They started chatting in relief.

The door was connected to another hallway. To the right there is a class with a glass door. They are having a PowerPoint lecture in a dark room, blue lights reflect the passionate students; future maniacs, frantically scribbling their notes. I passed in disgust. I went to the end of the cornered hallway, and slide through the translucence glass door for my final destination.

The suspension room, or rather the experimental room had hundreds of adult size glass cylinder with green fluid. Inside little children or students about to be born are lifelessly floating upside down; only their even breath shows they are living.

Air bubbles from their masks disturb their hair, swaying them like seaweed. It was an eerie and a startling sight to see breathing ‘dolls,’ faintly lit by a green light, but also makes me wonder about their dream from their calm… soothing face.


“Here for the punishment? Wait here; I just have one for you.”


I’m not really here for the punishment, but I did not stop ‘teachers,’ automatically working like robots. For I did not had any excuse for being here, and I did want to have a punishment I have never experienced. Floating upside down… disregarding laws of physics… looks fun. As I was surveying around, I encountered the boy who poked my curiosity.


Our eyes met for a moment.


Are we fighting or what? As we are studying each other, the kid gave ‘I have a temper,’ frown and give a shift turn on his neck to side.
I win ^^

He had impressive black ink like hair and eyes. He had wrinkled skin showing that he had just got out from that cylinder, wet like a new born baby. Assistant were drying him with a white towel. I secretly worried about his future; his cute chubby cheeks will trouble him someday. ‘Tut, tut… that cuteness will thin out in your near future.’ As he lazily supporting himself by assistance; narrowly balancing, I could not identify any signs of ‘Bad Seed,’


The 'suspension' room has similar atmosphere as this picture

I woke up, in my dream. Sort of like a false awakening. Before I get to that, the reason I decided to start LDing is because I really like/d this girl, and we only talked at school and on the phone, she's not going to the same High School as me, so I've been trying to LD so I could feel as if I was talking to her. I finally got around to do it, I went to her house, (I don't know the exact location of her house, I just went to a house and was like, ooh Jaylin's house!) Anyway, I went invisible and passed through the livingroom to avoid confrontation, I was invisible and I knocked on her room's door. She looked out and I went visible again. I said "I'm dreaming, so I can do virtually anything I want" We talked for a bit, then she took me to the garage, to meet her little brother who was playing Lego. I spawned a few things, I don't remember. Then I woke up, went back to sleep, and LDed again. It's mostly on a premise of us hanging out and stuff, but in this one, we went to a party, sort of. It had all of our friends from school there just hanging out. We did the same, I'm not sure, but I think I was also in a cooking class, and she helped me with that occasionally. I don't really remember what comes next, except that I got her a balloon. I guess you can say this was half lucid, half not. But I really enjoyed this dream, and I'm going to try to LD again, after almost a 6 month struggle, I finally LDed more than once per 30 days. I feel that LDing gives me energy to go through the depressing and stressful days, and just go to sleep in a whole new world where YOU matter.

I started out in a modern-like abandoned house, and this sheriff person was looking for me. I can't recall why. I somehow knew the people in the house, I think it was some of my relatives. I was on the stairway, and there was a big rounded bay window type window around the stairs, but the window was blurred. So, he couldn't really see me, but I could see his figure just a little bit. Then, he started talking to the owner of the house about how he was going to keep patroling the area. So, then after he left I remember going back down stairs, and everyone in the house was all crowded down stairs. Then, I don't remember this part of the dream. But, then I remember spying on him, in an old alley of an old western town. I was walking up to the house. But, I noticed a man standing by the door, then he pulled out a gun, so I started walking behind the house, but then I realized that was a bad idea. So, then I started walking to my nieghbors house, but then I realized the guy with the gun noticed me, so I ran on their porch. For some reason the couple who owned the small
house was on the porch just sitting on the stairs. I said "let me in!, let me in!". They didn't say anything, so I jumped on the side of their porch, where for some reason it had a part of the white railing missing. Oh, not to mention the porch was brick. Then, I still realized the the robber person could see me, so I stood up behind the railing, and he pointed his gun at me. His face closely resembled an actor I can't remember the name of. (He was in a movie with a black dude and they were cop budies, but at the end the black guy turned out to be bad and he was shot down by the mafia.) Anyways, I screamed. "Please! I don't wanna die! I'm only 16!". Then, he said "Okay, only this one time." Then he left, and the husband of the couple said to me, "You were driving." Then I said "What?". Then he told me again that I was driving. I had no idea what he was talking about, so then my brother chris walked up to me and said something about a forest, someone also said something to me about a forest earlier in the dream, but it was very vague. So, then I recall myself getting up, and noticing behind him a very dark shadow of my step-brother. Then, my dream skipped scenes, to me and my brother were walking on a highway late at night, and there was some construction going on around us. Also, there was a dense forest around the dark highway. Then, my dream ended.

I started out in a modern-like abandoned house, and this sheriff person was looking for me. I can't recall why. I somehow knew the people in the house, I think it was some of my relatives. I was on the stairway, and there was a big rounded bay window type window around the stairs, but the window was blurred. So, he couldn't really see me, but I could see his figure just a little bit. Then, he started talking to the owner of the house about how he was going to keep patroling the area. So, then after he left I remember going back down stairs, and everyone in the house was all crowded down stairs. Then, I don't remember this part of the dream. But, then I remember spying on him, in an old alley of an old western town. I was walking up to the house. But, I noticed a man standing by the door, then he pulled out a gun, so I started walking behind the house, but then I realized that was a bad idea. So, then I started walking to my nieghbors house, but then I realized the guy with the gun noticed me, so I ran on their porch. For some reason the couple who owned the small
house was on the porch just sitting on the stairs. I said "let me in!, let me in!". They didn't say anything, so I jumped on the side of their porch, where for some reason it had a part of the white railing missing. Oh, not to mention the porch was brick. Then, I still realized the the robber person could see me, so I stood up behind the railing, and he pointed his gun at me. His face closely resembled an actor I can't remember the name of. (He was in a movie with a black dude and they were cop budies, but at the end the black guy turned out to be bad and he was shot down by the mafia.) Anyways, I screamed. "Please! I don't wanna die! I'm only 16!". Then, he said "Okay, only this one time." Then he left, and the husband of the couple said to me, "You were driving." Then I said "What?". Then he told me again that I was driving. I had no idea what he was talking about, so then my brother chris walked up to me and said something about a forest, someone also said something to me about a forest earlier in the dream, but it was very vague. So, then I recall myself getting up, and noticing behind him a very dark shadow of my step-brother. Then, my dream skipped scenes, to me and my brother were walking on a highway late at night, and there was some construction going on around us. Also, there was a dense forest around the dark highway. Then, my dream ended.

Tuesday 10 May 2012
4:50 AM
I had a couple of dreams during the night, first involved Mario, Luigi a strange girl and a battle. Its all a blur...
Second one was somehow related to the same girl, she was a nun i think and the dream took place in some sort of catacombs with little rooms i hid in. Im not sure what i hid from, i think it were soldiers of some sort. I wrote this in my DJ and fell asleep again.
7:13 AM
I remember this one more vividly. Me and some of my friends were in a forest, next to some sort of altar. The girl from earlier dreams appeared there and i think she talked to us. Then she disapeared.
I remember we could fly.
We walked out of the forest and found ourselves on a big plain with a ruined castle on it. We walked through a small stairwell up on the castle walls and watched the plains.
Around the castle ran 3 or 4 big animals, they looked like rodents of some sort. And when i say big, i mean 10 meters when standing on their back feet big.
We watched the rodents run around the castle and hunt small white mice. After while Friend 1 flew off the wall to find the girl from earlier. We followed.
Suddenly my teacher biology from middle school appeared and started scolding us. A schoolmate from middle school appeared from the castle and boasted to the teacher about his diet. The teacher praised him.
Then i realized its a dream and immediately woke up.

These nightmares have been going on for almost two years now. I am nineteen and i shouldnt be scared to go to sleep. ive tried it all to see what is causing these dreams. ive tried going to bed early, not smoking before bed, meditation, no tv before bed, not eating before bed ect... im so tired of this happening to me. i feel like im going crazy. ill wake up screaming, crying and throwing punches. My boyfriend shook me to wake me up cuz i was talking, crying and moving so muchh in my sleep. i dont really have recurring dreams often. they are normally different. but they are very violent and gruesome. i remember all my dreams when i wake up some i will forget and some i still remember til this day. Ive had a dream where i was stuck in this house with women and children and we were hiding and i was confused on what we were hiding from and i found out by looking out the window that men are finding us and killing us. i saw a guy sliting a pregnant womens throat nd cutting out her baby nd seeing them kill all of us in awful sick ways. they found some of us nd lined us up and we had to fight the men for our lives and even if we won we still had to fight more. it was so scary. i woke up screaming body mary. one where my mom kept a serial killer as a like pet thing and was convinced it couldnt get out of his cell and did and starting murdering everyone. another where it was a world war nd i went to kill a bad person and when i did she laughed and said youu cant kill something thats already dead. i jus dont understand why im having these dreams. i look online all the time to find ways to stop them or why they are caused. many people laugh at me and say "youu have the weirdest dreams" they have no idea what these dreams do to youu. i wake up in pain from dreams. how is that possible?? theyre not real but yet i feel pain from them. my family believes that ima hypocondriac and i worry over everything. which isnt the case. i have these night terrors and i cant even express how bad they are. unrealistic things shouldnt feel real. its hard to live with. i have dark rings around my eyes and im always tired because i never had a good nights rest in two years. i wish people would take me seriously. my boyfriend said that hes gonna get me a dream catcher... i dont even know if that would work but if i do try a spiritual way to get rid of these ima make sure its made with the real stuff not like going to walmart and getting it. i got this site to see if i can relate to people nd maybe people have found ways to sleep with this kinda disorder and to tell my story and keep track of my dreams so when i go see a psych. i need help with this. noone i know understands what im going thro. they jus tell me they arent real... i know they arent but they arent the ones trapped in these crazy awful dreams. and i wouldnt wish this on anyone. i feel hopeless in this situation..
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Thanks for reading this rant.
<3 Shana.

I remembered a bunch of tiny fragments today:

-Most of these fragments take place in Westwood, CA and my brother is in all of my dreams

1. I am taking over the town by stomping on stadiums.
2. My brother is playing live guitar at a bar.
3. I am riding a bike down Westwood Blvd to Wilshire and I have a gun.
4. My co-worker BW and I write a book.
5. I am going for the world record in butt sliding down a hill.
6. My fiance made some crappy chicken but I told her it was good.