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[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="royalblue"]Semi-Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]10.pm
looked at my hands until I felt that I am automatically thinking of my suggestion "I see my hands in my dream and when I do I will realise that I am dreaming" then I went to sleep. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I walked pass a soccer ground, on a location I have never seen before in my waking life. Then a bird appears and talks to me, it tells me that he wants to race. He points with his wing were the end is, then he sais ready, steady go! and I wasn't prepared at all, so I thought "stupid bird, he can fly but I can't. Then I looked at my hands and[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]become lucid so I thought "But now I can!".
I flew faster then the bird, it felt like real freedoom and this is the best flying attempt I have ever done, because it was controled and steady, but still as fast as the sound. Ok I am exaggerating a little, but this flying attempt felt like my best.
I ignored that I had won over the bird and started to think, hmm what to do next? My dream was allready kind of stabilised, because I had examined my hands, for a while after I became lucid. Although now I wish I had concentrated more on stabilising, just to see how stable the dream can get. This was a DILD/MILD and surprising enough, very vivid.
I was aware enough to remember that I wanted to do the Hogwarts House Challenge, so I thought "How to get there? This is the first time I am going to succeed teleporting if I do.." I remembered that dreams are built of expectations and associations, so I started to think about an english pub, to get to the Diagonalley. But in that moment I thought more about the Harry Potter movies, so when I opened a door I saw something .. This is going to be hard to explain, but sometimes in dream you see stuff that you think you know, but it's the dream tricking you to believe that you know. This is called a False Rememberance "Stephen Berlin". Anyway I saw something that I thought was a village of the Harry Potter world, but I thought "No this isn't were I wanted to go" On my next teleport attempt, I were in a old house. I walked down from the stairs and down to total darkness, it was a little creepy but on a desk I saw a wand!
I picked it up and shouted Lumos! nothing happend... I thought that I maybe have to imagine it happening at the same time.
So I did and "Lumos!" a white circle of light expanded through the tip of the wand. but also through me and I could see that I was standing in a kitchen, the excitement of this moment made me[/COLOR] [COLOR="royalblue"]lose some of my lucidity, so the dream environment changed. But I was still lucid.

I were out on a yard and saw Harry and Hermione. I asked them "Where can I find the sorting hat?" and they gave me a hat that didn't looked at that hat at all... So I said "No I want the sorting hat!" Then Hermione said "Look again."
And the hat came to life! I put on the hat, and waited. I thought to myself not Slytherin I am not mean"
But then I remembered that there is nothing wrong with Slytherin even though they all are a little cocky.
But the hat didn't say anything, so I put it off and tried to do Flipendo on a rock, and it moved! But in a game animated way.
Then I saw a screwdriver, I think someone wrote about that in the Challenge thread, so I associated that with Wingardium Leviosa and then I made it levitate. Hermione looked impressed at me and our eyes met alone for the first time.
Someday.. haha![/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I woke up and was surprised that my WBTB hadn't woke me up, maybe I had over slept, but when I look at the clock it was now 02.45 am. I started the timer alarm and went back to sleep. I had no dream on the first alarm, but the first alarm was bugged, because I haven't changed anything, but that alarm had no autosnooze so it just kept ringin while I tried to lay still...[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]Then I had a dream about me and my parents was going to watch a Soccer match, and I met a guy I haven't seen for a long time. Then we got V.I.P seats, and saw an epic game.

Then I remember that I was a warrior girl, for some reason. Like Lara Croft look a like and I was on the top of a truck and shooting terrorist in a car machine gun battle. I made building collapse and my mission was to save a kidnapped man in a van.
I opened the car doors, then I hear "Well well, it's you" and I feel a pain in the back of my head and I get knocked out.
But then I wake up and time have elapsed, so the same dream was still continuing and me and another guy, that appearantly have feeling for me because he speaks out his love. It felt weird, but I wondered why he did this now.
Then I hear an explosion and the building collpase and I die... But it wasn't scary because this felt like I was just a character in a movie, even if it was vivid.
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[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up 07.00 am[/COLOR]

I was lucid. I was in some random park outside in the daytime. I immediately thought of some of the dream goals I had. One of them was to create a Katamari Damacy dream, and I decided to try it. I ran over the woodchips to some random pieces of the playground. I grabbed a piece out of the ground and started rolling it around. I went over some of the smaller pieces and they collected. It was starting to get big when all of the sudden the pieces, to my disappointment, stopped sticking together. I tried pushing them back together but they wouldn't merge.

At some point I had given up and decided to try something else. I think I flew away at one point. I then decided I should try to make an epic battle, and I tried to throw fireballs at some random guy. Unfortunately, it failed, and my dream faded.

A certainly amazing dream, with an very close rate of lucidity.
I was travelling through dangerous territory. I am not sure if the place I was at had dangerous people specifically, or if it was a post-apocalyptic scenario like movie ‘The Road’, but I managed to begin in a deep sewer/dungeon area, trying my best to fend off monsters and deviant creatures for pure survival. At some point in the whole mess, I was attempting to help a cat across a series of large rocks sticking out of the water. I finally reach a basement section with a chandelier, and a long case of steps which lead upward in an L shape (first pointing East, then pointing North). Upon climbing, I come across an abandoned mansion, which I very closely inspect to make sure there were no creatures or danger. This mansion was well worn, and I ventured out among its courtyards and outdoor, which was a misty, rugged place which reminded me of New Zealand or Ireland.
At this time, I felt the urge to let down my guard finally, since I was now out of the monster mess, and now in a place that I could survive. I began to spend time each day fixing up the mansion and inspecting its rooms and its outdoor storage shed. Thing began to become a bit more civilized, while for the most part alone.
Except I wasn’t alone,…
One morning, I began hearing noise of struggle and some women and children screaming. I look a gander outside to notice that there was a brigade of armed and armored medieval foot soldiers (approx. 20) outside, standing to the South of the mansion, with some remaining survivors trying to get away. Some of the foot soldiers were actively chasing them, while most of them were slowly approaching the mansion in wonder of who was there. They did not seem like the friendly type,… or at least, I profound distrust of strangers led me to believe them as evil.
They started entering the mansion, as I navigated to a hiding place inside of a closet. I waited for a lone soldier to come by the room, a more tubby-looking one, before I leaped out with a makeshift club of some kind, and battered him in the head until he was knocked out. I took his weapon, a rusty scimitar, and began scouring the house, attempting to kill off whoever was inspecting the house. I managed to slay two of the soldiers, before retreating to the basement once again. Perhaps it could have been monster territory, but I was properly armed this time. I noticed, however, that even more soldiers seemed to be occupying the dungeons now, as if they had wiped out the monsters and began for the mansion. I fended them off, killing each one before burrowing deeper into the dungeon, it seemed the layout of the dungeon had changed, and I was now no longer near any sewer, but purely in a place infested by foot soldiers. At one point, I began fighting a very skilled foot soldier with a large sword. I had to do plenty of parrying with my rusty scimitar before I managed to strike him and down him, slitting his throat. I took the large sword and scurried into the shadows again.
Each time I killed someone in this dream, I became more involved in the dream, and yet, almost as a moralistic response, I felt immediately guilty for killing, but I was filled with this odd complex each time of ‘I’ve already gone this far. Besides,… I’m pretty sure this is a dream’. I wasn’t 100% certain it was a dream however, which prompted more episodes of guilt here and there.
I managed to enter a more populated area of soldiers, and decided to play off my chances mingling among them, not drawing any attention to the fact that I had killed their kin 3 rooms away. Hopefully, they would simply let me pass off as one of them since I had a sword on me. I entered a small room with a table and chairs, and a resting soldier. This soldier was unarmed, and taking a rest from his duties. Suddenly, I noticed an officer, a black man in a suit of armor, with one lackey following him, enter the room. He had a scar over his right eye and a nasty look on his face. He started judging me, wondering where I came from, and threatening me with violence if I didn’t answer correctly. In a flash, I took me sword, and slit his throat. It took a moment before his throat began bleeding, and as his lackey was coming to help him, I slit his throat too. They both barreled to the ground. The moralistic urge was intense now, and I began to feel lucidity really push its way in response. I knew at that moment that this was a dream.
Suddenly, a soldier with a large shield and long sword entered the room in response to the death call by the officer, and I started trying to fend him off as best I could. His shield, oddly enough, seemed like a cardboard cutout, and tore easily. The soldier tried to explain that it was a prototype, before I callously slit his throat. … The whole time throughout the dungeon, I began assembling pieces of armor and smaller weapons, trying to increase my power. I finally met a combatant I could not beat, who was wearing a greenish armor which looked like Scorpion/Sub-Zero, and had a glaive. I felt into the main meeting hall of the soldiers and started savagely fending them off. At this point the king of the soldier was present, but I was losing clarity of the dream. The only remaining vision I had left was the leader of the foot soldiers, who looked a hell of a lot like Drew Carrey, telling me how great a job I had done, that I had bested some of his best and brightest and proved myself as a warrior. I knew he was motioning toward the idea of employing me, but before that notion came to fruition, I awoke.

well the past few days i havnt been recording my dreams, mostly because i forgotm to for one day ans since then my recall has gone to shit

well. ill try to remember about 3 nights ago when i had my 5th lucid.

I eremember being in a familiar mall and i was heading towards the food court. instead of stairs it was like one long wheelchair ramp that was tiled similar to the floor. i had my scooter in hand and decided to ride the rest of the way up. at the top there were these two maids. they started yellingat me with really thick accents for always 'bringing my machine and leaving thos damn lines all over the fucking place" i just ignored them and moved on. I dont remember if i met my dad and brother or someone else here and from this point the dream is a blur

later I was dreaming that i was in some kind of airport luggage security check. it had a similar kind of shape to the path i took in one of my previous dreams in the u shape. i waited in line behind the doors then made my way through. there they checked my luggage which was one of those school bags that had the handle and wheels. they didnt find anything bad and i moved on through the place. I remember at one point being lined up and yelled at by some woman. dont remembr what it was about though. anyways taht dream is a blur from that point as well

later once again i was having a really weird creeepy and trippy dream. it became pretty obvious to me that i was dreaming and i told myslef "yah, im dreaming" i became lucid and decided time to have some fun. i ended back in my neighbourhood at a house of an old friend about 3 minutes away from my own home. here i saw an older lady walk into the back yard and i had no intention of banging her. i said out loud "so and so will appear and iw ill bang her!" i turned around and she wasnt there so i tried a few more times to no avail. I decided fuck it lets fly. I say out loud " i will now fly!" Jump into the air with my arms outstrecthed horizontally and fall on my face. i try a few more times but no luck tonight. all of a sudden in some wyai cant remeber the whole dream changed and i was in a creepy house. there was some weird looking bed with some DC on it calling me over. I got on the bed and tried to make it fly out of the window withme on it. but i could barely get it too levitate. the dream was jsut boring and dissapointing so i kind of forced myslef out of it.

I had one more dream that night. i was in another mall with my brother this time. we spent a long time in eb games sorting through the bargain game bins looking for something to play. eventually my brother chooses tekken 7 and pay 59.99 for it. we left the store and i started to talk with him. "man, fuck this gasme we should have got the new mortal kombat" he agreed and we headed back to the store to exchange it. Somehow we end up in a packed tim hortons with a bunch of random DC's who were apparently from my school. i got a coffee to go and obne of my old friends mom serrved it from the back of a ktichen in a ceramic mug with a plastic to go lid so we could take the mugs home. after that i dont remember anything

Just before I start posting my recent dreams in my DJ, I thought I'd post this one! Just a dream I found really amazing that I had a few months ago.

I was walking down a path in the woods with a boy who was slightly taller than I was and had black, shaggy hair. The boy and I were apart of a large group of people, and I knew that someone in the group was going to die. I believe I knew who they were, too.
We keep walking down the path until we stop to watch these people in our group taking photos of this river. I look arcoss and watch some mini dingo thing die next to a rock. I find it weird but really normal at the same time and I believe it was the death I was expecting to happen. After that, we keep walking until we reach a rest-area cabin. I decide I want to go inside, but just as I step in the doorway, shaggy-haired guy(who I was apparently dating) starts running off, and I grab his hand, or he grabs mine. He brings me to a spot back in the woods and tells me, "This is were me and my ex-girlfriend had our first kiss." I got a fleeting image of a girl, and her name was something like Rebbeba or Rebbeca. He also told me, while looking off into the woods, that she was going to come back, or something along those lines. I think it's total bull and go back to the cabin.

Once I'm in the cabin and stuff, it turns out to be some gift shop(think Cracker-Barrel) and everyone there is getting possessed by these demon-spirits. I'm kind of confused, so I look around and go over to the corner shop in the cabin that's freakishly similar to Himalayan shop I'm fond of. The owners of the shop weren't possessed and I assumed it was because of all of the crystals and deity statues in the shop.
I go up to the guy running the counter and ask him if he's got any ash. He gives me a dirty look and says, "Get out of my shop."
I leave and run into my mom on my way out of the shop. She's mad at me for some reason or another, I think it's because I asked the cashier for ash or something. I give her a weird look and she poofs away.

I go over to a wooden table and find a creme colored cardigan lying on it. The cardigan has alot of patches and paint platters on it, and looks fairly worn(no holes or anything like that, though). And then I hear a voice and get the name 'Missy'. She says to me "Find Cecila Hull, he'll help you." She starts drawing out directions for me on the back of the cardigan, like a map almost. I find my way to a back room where there are about six men, all cloaked in black robes with there faces hidden, sitting on the floor and playing some card game. I sit on the floor behind them all. "I'm looking for Ceclia Hull." I tell them. One of the men hops up excitedly and his hood falls all, showing that he has brown, curly hair and looks to be about in his late teens. He says he's Cecila Hull.
I stand and look down to see his journal has flipped open. In yellow ink is a paragraph about something, I didn't take the time to read it, and at the end of it is a signature of 'Matthew' and immediately figure that he is not Cecila. I look over and see a stack of journals belonging to all of the men. "If I don't find Cecila Hull right now I am going to read all of these journals." I threaten. A baby then stands up and his robes fall off of him. He has a knobby, woodtroll like face, fiery-cinnamon like red, curly short hair, and a white diaper. He appeared very strong on solid, and his presence simply told me that he was Cecila Hull.
All of the other guys, except one, were all eaten by a suitcase. The guy who wasn't eaten had his hand in the suitcase and seemed to be digging around for something.
And then I woke up.

Classes. Books. I recall Czeka. We're looking for a book in a bookstore. I found. Tried to hide them.

(Too tired to underline lucidity and ect.)

I was in some sort of church meeting that had beds like the sleeping bag I was sleeping in lined up in rows. They invited us to a mandatory dinner and prayer. I had had a burger dinner before during the dream that I sort of remembered, but I was still hungry. I walked into the room where they ate and saw that it looked like my church's meeting center except filled with food. I also saw the foods on it were all assorted muffins. One of my friends told me while I was in line that they were trying to hide the food with some nonsense word. I shrugged and went to eat. I met a girl in the dream with long brown hair and while we we talking she suddenly left. The person that was talking said a prayer, but made everything he said relate to roaches. He asked us to not be murdered by roaches and things like that. I got weirded out and decided to look for the girl. Around this point I realized this was a dream. I used a trick I had devised and used my lucidity to grant myself the power to do anything. It worked, and I had perfect dream control. I teleported to the girl. She had a briefcase and was running from some agents. I quickly made lightning shoot from the sky and incinerate them. For some reason she had a floating Scrabble piece in front of her. It looked like a Z. My older brother had decided to follow me and asked me why I created that piece. I said I did not, and got angry. Something had happened before in the dream to give me a reason to be angry. I swiftly flew next to the girl and asked her what she was doing. She somehow overcame me and I teleported in front of her. It repeated for a couple times. I noticed every time I teleported I left a clock stuck on a number behind me that ticked progressively backwards. I asked if she knew what they were. She sand looked up at me and said that was the clock to the end of the world, and that my lucidity was making her job worse. She opened the briefcase and poked a button on her watch. A message came up in hologram form. She had to get the briefcase to their headquarters to use it's blueprints to help delay the end of the world. It turned off and she put emphasis on the 'delay' part, and that no matter what it would come. I took her briefcase and told her she was an idiot, she should have talked to me first. I opened it and instantly created an army of the robot prototypes that were inside it, fully ready though. She shook her head at me and said that all dreams have to end sometime. The end was only delayed by me becoming lucid and her devising a plan to keep me occupied, and that I had just ruined it by ending it so quickly. The dream faded. I had a false awakening in which my brothers were in a spaceship outside, but it only lasted a couple of seconds.

I'm walking up to agricultre in my high school, I enter the gate leading to the big farm I know so well. The basketball courts are on the inside of the gate this time, not on the other side like they should be. I walk, and look up at the basketball net, it's really strange, the end of it is blue-ish, which puzzles me. Suddenly, a MASSIVE spider jumps down from the net, I'm not talking tarantula kind of thing, I mean as big as a... well... a REALLY BIG SPIDER. I discover that the spider was camoflauging into the net, and in fact was the bottom half. I have some sort of weapon in my hand, one that I can't recall. I think it might have been some type of news paper rolled up. I jump forward and try to hit it, but I'm a few centimetres short, and I ease back as it hurrys away into the dense trees.

I'm not sure how I got there, but I'm in a house, there's a severe spider infestation, they're everywhere! They're a realistic size (thank god) about a small tarantula/huntsman. I get bit, and look at my arm, and see a two punture mark wound. I go to dad and show him, and then I realise I have hundreds of bite marks. I demand dad takes me to hospital, but he tells me to chill, and that it'll heal fine. I'm not so sure, but I have no choice, to hop up on a table, giving me slightly better defence from the spiders, and wait. I look down at my fore-arm, it's covered in venom and pus. I urgently ask dad to take me to the hospital, and he grugingly agrees. We're outside the hospital, and my arm is now a purple colour, I know I don't have long. I run into the hospital with two people, and they sift through a bin, for some reason, and triumphantly hold up a botte of annti-venom tablets. We race out, and I ask dad wether to chew them or swallow them. He tells me to swallow them, and I do, but It doesn't work, and "game over" flashes infront of me. This wasn't a video game dream, it just appeared in front of me. It says "restart!" and we race into the hospital, even faster, gaining extra time. They search the bin again, and I distract the receptionist for some reason. I say something like "After all the donations I make to charity, It's fine to steal it just this once" and we go back outside. I swallow the tablets, and It's succesful! - Or is it?

I look down at my wrist, it begins to swell with blister, like circles, and I see these small little black circles buzz around the blisters. Suddenly they all pop, and guess what the dots were? Yep, thousands of little baby spiders. They spread out on me, covering my whole body, The crawling feeling is so real it's crazy! I try to swipe them off, but I wake up a few agonizing minutes later. I'm still, and I feel like I could deild, but there's no way I'm going back to the dream, so I open my eyes, look at the time, and realise I've just turned fourteen

last night i had an extremely vivid and disturbing dream.

i was in a house that was a hybrid of my own and my friends house.
i hear a knock on the door and it's this guy i know (we'll call him A) that has a horrible personality IRL and i dislike him with a passion.

i haven't answered the door yet but i know it's him because he's speaking (it sounds like he's reading out the course outline for one of my psychology courses) and i recognise his voice.

then i hear some other people approaching (about 15 or so, and they all sound about 16 or 17) and they hassle A. he keeps just saying random words: "consciousness, neural bases of behavior, learning and conditioning.."

then they start stabbing him and laughing cruelly

A: "are you stabbing me?"

the stabbing sound was incredibly disturbing and realistic. i was sitting inside listening to all this and freaking out, almost feeling every stab because i can hear it so clearly.
then it stops and the mob sounds satisfied, laughing and joking about A's death
"look, it's a dead A. hahahahahahaahah!"

all this time i want to go out and do something about it but i know i'll just be killed as well. i was pretty terrified obviously.
i hear them leave and then i tentitively go to the door and only catch a glimpse of A and then look away.
he certainly looks dead. he's lying still with blood oozing out of his stab wounds.

i decide to call the cops so i go find my cellphone. i go to back to my room (which doesn't look like my room whatsoever) and find it. i dial 2000 (the proper police number in New Zealand is 111) and hear an american voice on the other end.

"hello this is the police blah blah blah"

i say nothing, still in shock, but i'm also starting to get a little confused by this whole situation and something seems very fishy.

operator: "come forth or front from the weather"

me: "uh yeah i think they killed A, they stabbed him man...."

then i woke up and heard a bunch of laughing teenage voices in the alley that had gotten into my dreams and had become the laughing mob.

so many dreamsigns!!! and i almost figured out i was dreaming!
dang man.

I hardly remember anything!!

Here's the tiny bit I've got:

I was in a hotel in some hot, third-world country. The hotel really wasn't too shabby. Just a little old-fashioned. There was lots of purple. Anyways, I was in love with a beautiful tribeswoman. This relationship was forbidden, or otherwise greatly disliked by the tribal leader. Her and I were running for safety.

The only other thing I remember was some fidgety scene that may have involved a military installment. I remember seeing a big blue sign with white lettering on it in the snow that said, "Faggy". I dunno.

the dream really isn't the important part of this post.
i am slightly aware that i am dreaming during the dream but i don't do a reality check until the dream is ever and everything is dark. i do the nose plug reality check, i am dreaming. i want to make sure so i move my arms and do the finger-through-palm reality check. it works too. everything is still dark. i slowly start to feel myself under the blanket end then i am awake
this has happened more than once.

Had a text from Taylor, it was time for me to meet up with him to pick up something. I can't really remember what. He sounded irritated so I was not looking forward to seeing him. I got into my car. I was driving down a one way when a car was going the wrong way on it and hit my car head on. It wasn't a very serious accident but both of our cars had marks and dents in them. I was super pissed. The guy threw his hands up in the air as if it was my fault. There was another car behind his but he wasn't apart of the accident and then he sort of disappeared during the excitement of everything. I got out of my car. The air was slightly smoky and foggy. He got out of his car and walked towards me. He asked me what the hell I was thinking. This sent me over the edge. I proceeded to call him a fucking moron who doesn't understand the concept of a one way street. I pointed to a sign that I guess re enforced what I had to say though I never actually read the sign. The man stood there in a daze. After a few moments I could see that he knew it was his fault. We both walked across the street into a white building with large windows because the air was getting even more smoky (funny because the cars looked not that bad). I started going on and on about how this was his fault and about how he needed to pay on whatever damages he made to my car. At first he was fine but then he suddenly got pissed. He grew angry with me. I don't exactly remember what it was that he had against me but he knew something and started to use it against me. I suddenly became way more sweet and I started telling him that we needed a friendly agreement. That seemed to please him and we decided not to get insurance involved (good for him because I was going to sue) and that he would pay me later. Good for me because he wasn't going to use whatever he had over me. I went home. Me, allen, leo, and dina were living in a new place. It was super modern with black wood floors and white walls and lots of modern furniture. Allen was setting up our bedroom. Apparently dina and leo got the master bedroom so allen was working on making the two smaller rooms somehow work together as one room for us. I told allen about the crash bit he wasn't the least bit interested in my story.

There was some sort of crevice in the ground by i-90 that was mostly covered by rock and leaves and large bushes/small trees. There was a news cast around the crevice and a shirtless sweaty tan man sitting on the ground. Ambulances were scattered about and people were tending to the man. I listener and watched as one reporter talked into a microphone and a man filmed. She said the man fell into the crevice nearly 30 feet and crawled his way back out. I paused for a moment and I could actually visualize and see the mans decent and crawl back up the crevice. This scene took me several minutes. I could even imagine the mans grunts and he made his way out. The news lady said that if he fell on his head, he would be dead. (Obvious I know). I walked slowly to the edge of the crevice. I looked down into it. I felt invisible to all the people around me. There was a warm calm feeling that I got from ths crevice and I had an extremely strong urge to crawl in.

Was at my apartment. Big huge clue from the start that I was dreaming, my walls were all white!!!! Damn myself for not realizing it! Especially since my walls are beige. It was especially dark throughout the apartment with a mild blue glow. I don't know why but I remember running my fingers through the white carpets. They were more like shag carpets then what I actually have and it felt so smooth. Its a shock that I didn't realize I was in a dream because when I think back to it, I had a strange buzzing feeling inside myself. The same buzzing feeling that I get whenever I've had a lucid in my apartment(s). Allen and some other people were watching tv in the game room. They were completely distracted and disconnected from me. The only person who I was really interacting with was my sister. She was a few years younger then she is now, id say about 10. We were crawling around my apartment and giggling. We kept making funny faces at eachother. We were both in pjs. I can't remember exactly what she wore but I had on a white cotton shirt and allens blue boxers on. The movie everyone was watching was making loud intense noises. I looked out a large window I was the game room (another sign because the game room window isn't that big). The giant alien robot thing from war of the worlds was walking around outside. It turned its light towards us as if looking at us. I knew that I needed to hide from it because it was going to enter the phone and that my sister needed to hide too. Yet I wasn't worried about anyone else. Everyone else didn't seem real enough to think about worrying about. (It seems to me I was on the cusp of lucidity and yet I was having to much fun and not being conscious enough to fully turn lucid). Even though the alien robot thing was bad and a killer machine of some sort, I was laughing and having fun finding odd places to hide. It became a sort of game between me and my sister. At one point I hide under the kitchen my kitchen sink after pushing the garbage can and cleaning supplies out onto the kitchen floor. My body is super contorted and I crack up laughing I open the door and yell out for Hailey (my sister) to come look at me. She runs out and starts cracking up too. We hear a thud and we both say "oh no!" To eachother in a joking way. We know the
robot is around the corner. I grab Hailey and she squishes under the sink with me. There is no way in reality that this would actually work. I shut the door. Were both looking at eachother and softly giggling. I can see us not together in a third person point of view.

Walking down the street between home and work. I see I giant st. Bernard dog!

I was in a really nice modern kitchen of white and light blue colors. It wasn't my kitchen but yet I still felt very comfortable there as if I had been there many times before and it belonged to a family member of mine. I had on a white shirt and blue denim pants. I was wearing sneakers (I never wear sneakers). I was laughing surrounded by people I knew as my family but really they were just random deem characters that I had created. I felt energized, happy, and super positive. There was a large sliding glass door that led out to a huge green backyard that was obviously very well kept. I saw that two cops were standing there looking in on me. They were both female cops, on asian with hair pulled back and one white with her blonde hair pulled back. They looked extremely calm. Suddenly lettuce and cabbage leaves were all over the kitchen floor, heaps of it. I decoded to make the cops laugh buy covering my self in the leaves and doing the moon walk across the kitchen floor. The people inside the house and the cops outside were laughing hysterically. I felt really satisfied that I could make them laugh.
*memory laps*
Allen and leo are on a dock. They are so connected and I get jealous of over how close they are. Then I felt foolish for being jealous over the bond of two cousins since the bond of a boyfriend and girlfriend is much different.
*memory laps*
In the woods skipping around with allen, laughing and cracking our usual inside jokes.

Me and dina are for some reason in jail together. I think we may he high or something by the way that we are acting and laughing. We decided to sneak out to buy kittens. We had full intent to return to the jail that night. Somehow we make it past the guards. We go through a series of tunnels and large stair wells. The stair wells are like a dusty beige color. We giggle the whole time. Its dark outside and we run across the street to the pet shop. We spend a lot of time walking through the shop and admiring the animals. We find the kittens and we each pick out one. I of cores pick out a cute little fuzzy black one. We buy a little food and a water dish and a small cat bed each. Then we put out cats and other merchandise in boxes and head back for the jail. When we almost reach our cell I realize that we will need more food in just a couple days and I begin to get anxious about having to break out again. We make it to the cell and I play with my new kitten "chauncy" for a while. I get sleepy and I snuggle with him in my bed to go to sleep.

I dreamt that I was at the first day of school, with totally unknown classmates. Everyone was sitting and listening to the teacher, and all of our laptops were stacked at the side of the room.
I felt that my computer was missing , but I did not know for sure. I remained at my chair while I was looking around anxiously after my computer. In the end I just went crawling over the tables looking for my laptop.

The end.