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    1. The kiss

      by , 02-17-2011 at 04:43 PM
      The dream began with my grandpa and me going to the bookstore. I have never done anything like this before so this should definitely have been a signal. As soon as we go in, we turn into the history section. He says something like we came here for fun, so I really don't need to buy anything. One book I remember seeing was a text about Genghis Khan. He picked up a book that had the word 'journey' on it, including several triangles on the cover. The dream then morphed to a house my mind created. I was there with this girl, her dad, and her boyfriend. Both the dad and boyfriend left. This girl was a total manifestation of my mind and I was definitely fond for her. She started asking me what I was doing that night, when I said that I wanted to be with her. Even though, truly I had never met this girl, she almost felt like my soulmate. She then asked my 'why' with a cute smile. I said that I really liked her. She was so happy and sat on the couch. But I didn't let her rest; it felt like the perfect moment, so I went in for a soft kiss, followed by a few extracurriculars. This felt so real, that every time I look back on it, it makes me smile. The dream progressed and several people showed up including her dad, boyfriend, and a few of my friends. I met her in a large hallway of her house, and we kissed again. No lie, this girl felt like the one. The dream then switched to a snowy field. It was a battle scene, and for some reason I was fighting the French. My gun never worked, and I missed every time I shot it. It felt like I was living Call of Duty. Eventually I entered a safe house occupied by a family. Don't really remember much after this, except that I was welcome.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    2. Lucid, Geisha Training, and More!

      by , 02-17-2011 at 04:37 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was looking into some room, it looked like a dressing room. In the corner of my vision, I saw a little picture of 2 cartoonified bears, one in a red box and one in a green, each with gauges in the boxes, again, one red and one green. The red one kept filling up and the bear kept getting angry, while the green one stayed calm. Then they switched places.

      Then, I was looking in the mirror of the dressing room, shaving my face...I thought I was shaving my upper lip, but I looked again, and I was shaving my cheek (weird). I could see the detail of the stubble. Then, I dragged the razor over my upper lip and a clump of hairs came out.

      Then, I was in my room, sitting on my bed. Two young women walked into the room. They were about my age, maybe a little older.
      Something clicked in my head, and I realized I was dreaming. Everything became vivid for a second, then started to darken again. I said to the women:

      "Hey! This is a dream! I'm dreaming!"

      They looked at me with these confused smiles on their faces. I stared to fly up through the ceiling, and everything went black. Then, I was back on my bed and the girls were still in the room. I told them I'd prove to them it was a dream, and took each one by the hand and tried to fly with them. I hovered, but they stayed put because I could not lift them. I let go of their hands and went up through the ceiling again. This time, the ceiling turned transparent, and there was a duplicate of my room above me. Then, it turned into a blue space, with water upside down on the ceiling. I splashed into the water, exited, and then repeated that a few times.


      ~

      I was at some geisha training thing with Kacey, who was apparently very skilled at the art. Though it wasn't typical geisha training...it was a mixture of ballet and gymnastics. I'm pretty sure we were outside. I was with a big group of girls, and there were two courses to take: the easy one, which I don't remember what the training for that was, and the hard one, which was a gymnastics beam, and we had to learn how to walk over it in different ways. We tried out, and I was picked for the beam training, the one that Kacey had taken. There was a very strict man teaching the course. He showed us what he wanted us to do on the beam, and it was some weird jump thing...I can't explain it. I told Kacey I couldn't do that because my legs were too short, so she told me to roll across the beam instead.

      For some reason, during the 2nd lesson, I sat out with another girl who was on the other training course. I watched both training courses from the picnic table I was sitting at. My feet were aching from the training. I felt like I was going to be very behind when I went back to the training since I was sitting out on the lesson.


      ~

      I was looking at a black woman's Facebook page. She looked like a woman who frequents the coffee shop I work at. Her picture was of her standing up with a huge smile on her face. I read the posts on her wall, and they were all very inspirational. Apparently, she was very well-liked. After every wall post, the woman wrote back "Thank you!". I remember one wall post saying something like "Her house is at the end of the street!", but she meant it in a symbolic way, it's hard to explain. It's like her house was the be all end all, it was the end of sadness, something along those lines.

      ~

      I think we were in a hotel. I remember seeing all these Barney the Dinosaur stickers, all stuck together, that said "Don't do drugs!". I pulled the stickers apart as I watched a TV program, but I don't remember what I did with them.

      Then, I had apparently stolen 3 car motors, and was driving away from the mall with them. I felt guilty about stealing them. I can't even remember why I needed them.

      I also remember asking my brother about my 2 closets that I apparently had in the dream. Something about clean clothes being in one, and one of them was locked. I remember answering my own question.

      Then, I saw a picture of my brother, taken by my dad. My brother was sitting on his knees on the dry, dirt ground, and he was looking up at the camera, neither smiling nor frowning. He looked like he was longing for something. You could see my dad's feet in the picture.


      I really need to do something in my LDs other than fly through the ceiling. I always think of all these awesome things to do in them when I'm awake, but I rarely remember to do them in the dream. Grr.

      Updated 02-17-2011 at 05:40 PM by 32059

      Tags: symbolism
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. 17.2.2011: My dream guide?

      by , 02-17-2011 at 03:52 PM
      Dream Lucid Me DC
      DG?

      Iīm in some tower and my group is under attack by our enemies. I have some magic powers including telekinesis and throwing fireballs. We hold back the enemy soldiers, waiting for reinforcements to arrive. I throw some fireballs at them. When thereīs no more enemies, I use my telekinetic powers to lock the doors. (And drawers.) We then run away from the tower, when I realize itīs a dream. I remember that I wanted to look for my DG. I see Satan himself standing next to a lake full of lava. I ask if he knows were my guide is. He looks confused. "...My dream guide...?" ,I say. Then he looks like he understands. He says something, but I canīt remember what. He transforms into a small man. His eyes are at the same level as my chest. "Are you my dream guide?" ,I ask. "Yes" ,he says. "So, whatīs that thing with the devil?" "Oh, that. At first it was pretty useful, giving all my responsibility to my second personality, but look at it now." "Can I help you with that?" "Nah, I donīt want to bother you." I still end up helping him, and we start to go to random places which I canīt recall. (I also lost lucidity at some point.) I end up hanging over an pool which has dead corpses in it. (I think I saw it before in this dream.) I then see that the corpses come back alive (Not undead.) and start to swim away. Suddenly iīm standing in some large room with several other people. Theyīre all eating chocolate cake. I find it suspicous that someone spent so much money to buy a bunch of people cakes. (Theyīre a lie!) Thereīs an miniature version of the tower from the beginning of the dream on a table. It has an glass ball around the top of it. I see someones face on the glass. I stand up (When did I sit?) and shout "Of course, itīs you!" People in the room get angry and smash the glass, but somehow I know that the man in the glass is not over there. I turn around and see him running away. I tackle him and keep him on the ground untill others come to help me. I wake up.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    4. 2011-02-16 | nonlucid

      by , 02-17-2011 at 03:03 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am at my best friend's house and my friend, his sister, and my crush are all there. There
      is also someone else that somewhat resembles a friend from college. The premise is that I am
      no longer a Section Leader in my high school's band which is strange because I never was a
      section leader, but the friend from college is taking my place. We have this huge discussion but
      I don't remember quite how it went then I go over to the dining room and grab a roast beef
      sandwich that is on the table. I eat it,
      and the dream ends
    5. 2011-02-15f | nonlucid

      by , 02-17-2011 at 02:58 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in a classroom and the teacher is collecting work. Most of the students are either, not
      there or don't have the work she is collecting so she gets very angry.


      That's all I remember

      Updated 02-17-2011 at 03:05 PM by 41067

      Tags: fragment, teacher
      Categories
      dream fragment , non-lucid
    6. Car vs. House

      by , 02-17-2011 at 02:42 PM
      I was moving up the main cross street to my house. The hill gets very steep at one point, and this is a point I'm very familiar with and had many dreams near in the past. As I reached the stop sign, I noticed a car spinning out of control two houses down on a cross street. It slammed into a house and destroyed the front of it with a crashing noise.

      I (oddly) immediately went looking for people walking nearby to show what happened. I assembled a small group, all within about 50-ft. I insisted they come take a look at what happened. When we passed the steep part of the street, I noticed it was no longer a street. It was painted red and not wide enough to fit cars. I brushed off the weirdness of that - and walked to the location of the accident. There instead, was a showroom with an awesome looking gray sports car. Press agents were around it taking pictures.

      One of the people in my crowd, a blond woman says (in a frustrated tone) "Hey, I thought you said there was an accident!?" To which I replied: "I guess it was a dream."


      Another throw away dream but again displays my newly fragmented dreamscape...
    7. An Eye To Watch Over

      by , 02-17-2011 at 02:03 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      I slept a lot again so it was jumpy. Had another FA.

      Awake Non-lucid Semi-Lucid

      I get up. I'm in my room. A FA? I'm not sure, usually I'm sure I'm dreaming, but my room is totally normal looking. Still, I have a feeling...

      I get up, it's very dark as usual. I plug my nose. Am I breathing or not? For some reason it's hard to tell. I push my finger into my hand, but I can't see properly because it's so dark. I walk over to the light switch and push it, but nothing happens. I still feel wary, so I look down at my fingers. I have eight on my left hand. The fingers are unnaturally thin, and the nails very long. I'm dreaming.


      Then I woke up, grrr....

      I'm outside, again. I wonder around the small park, which is outside of my old house. It's twilight again. The suns rays are golden and warm, but there are only a few hours of daylight left. I look to the sky.

      There's a giant eye in the clouds, fixed on me. I don't like it. I have the feeling that I need to do something. The eye is a force, and when there is a force, there is an opposite.
      (I was reading this in The Hero of Ages book last night before I went to bed. Guess it played into my dreams) What is the opposite? Well if the Eye is bad, then there must be a force out in the sky which is good.

      I remain sitting, pondering. Am I all that human? No... I have something that I don't know of... It pops into my head by the other force (Preservation, the Eye is Ruin) that I have the Dragon Spirit! I see it, a ghost of a little red, green and black dragon beside me. But soon it disappears. Can I harness these powers?

      [Dreamskip] I'm in my local Asda supermarket. It's very crowded. How can I find my powers here? There are stairs that lead to a second floor. There isn't usually a second floor. Curiously, I go up. The room is very small, and there's a trail of blue oil. With a lot of effort, I manage to clear up the oil using my thoughts. There's a guy there who frowns at me, but says nothing.

      [Dreamskip] I can fly. But someone's grabbed me. The man from Asda! He grips me as we fall, clouds flying past. How far are we? We're falling at a terrifying speed. I manage to loosen his grip and send myself upwards. He grabs me again, too tightly, and drags me down again. Eventually we land on a ledge in an old town. Before he can pick himself up, I run.

      I run out of town, into a flat kind of field. I can't see to the other side. There are several layers of what look like translucent green nets hanging down, one after the other. They're alive, sent by the Eye to capture me. But I have powers now! They are very difficult to control but I try.

      The wind stirs the nets. They blow upwards, and as they do, I duck at super-human speed under one. I continue to do this until I am past them all. I think I am safe, until a net, no, tassles, slowly drift from the sky. The curl around like mist, wrapping itself around me. In fact, there is mist now. I get it off me, grabbing what I came for, which happens to be a small pile of red grapes.

      [Dreamskip] I'm back in the park, with my grapes. Feeling a sense of satisfaction at my achievement, I throw grapes into the air and catch them in my mouth. I look back towards the Eye, which is still there.



      I'm more curious than frightned now. I jump into a very high tree, and then into the clouds themselves. There are other people there. I now see that it is not an eye, but a face. The face smirks at me. He shows us a pool in the clouds. He says that the one who wills their dragon to push the kayak in there will win.

      This will be easy. I look to the boy next to me. He is weak, scared. Ruin favored me! My dragon appears again. "Push" I think to it. Nothing happens. I think again. I try to send my thoughts to my dragon. Nothing happens. The kayak begins to move slightly. I see it is the boys dragon next to me. Aggressive now, I push all of my will to my dragon. The kayak soars forward, and the evil Man in the sky smiles eerily down at me.
      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening
    8. Little flying session in the morning

      by
      You
      , 02-17-2011 at 01:59 PM
      non dream - dream - lucid

      So I have discovered a little thing about my dreams, the only thing I have to do to get fully lucid, is to stare at my hand and count fingers. I am staying with some a little younger than me boy for a few nights or so, and he sais something about people with auquamarine eye color often having dark brown or chestnut brown hair and are able to hold their breath a very long time. He sais he wants to show me something if I get up at 4/5 am, he says he always does this. I say this is ok. I wake up at 4/5 am (as you can see, I'm not enitrely sure about how late it was...) and he takes me to some sort of pool, we jump in and there is some sort of a tunnel, I say 'Why can't I hold my breath any longer, I thoughtyou said scientists said I should!' (appearantly my eyes are aquamarine? they are yellowish IRL...) he saysI should breathe, I am surprised that
      I can breathe underwater and when I get out of the water I am all like 'Wow! I can breathe underwater!!' than I thing 'But what if this is a dream?' I look at my hands and I have 7 fingers, it looks odd...
      I now decide that I want to fly, but first I look at the fence that seperates the park from the little road beneath it (this is actually close to my school) than the fence turns into something like a very gelly net, and I say 'Ugh, dreams are sticky' and I climb on the fence, which is normal again because I wanted it to be. I fly around a little bit (I always have poor recall on flying scenes...) I am somewhere with a little brick wall, I hear people behind it talk about how many fingers they have, one female says '10' I look at my hand and shout '9... on one hand!' I also have a very long nail on what would normally be my ring-finger, than the female says 'I must be dreaming' I say 'No, I am dreaming' and I run of singing 'I am dreaming' really loud, I feel the dream starting to fade, so I look at my hands and shout 'Increase clarity' like I read, it isn working so I turn my head to the sky and shout very loud 'INCREASE LUCIDITY' than the 10-fingered female comes in, she's wearing this Kiss-like make-up/mask and says 'What is she singing?' there are some others around her too (also with masks/make-up). I try to rubmy hands, it doesn't work. I try to spin, but the surroundings stay the same, at some point my Anti-Flag poster flys in though, and I manage to get on some sort of a basketball-field, though I was aiming for space... Than I woke up. But the problem is, all my LD's are short, and they usually end around this way... What should I do to increase the length of them?
      Categories
      lucid
    9. weddings

      by , 02-17-2011 at 01:58 PM (Ranbow Island - Otis's Dream Journal)
      Had a dream i was going to a wedding for a girl i knew beck in High school. I hated her. the dream was very ramshackle, and the wedding took place in a museum auditorium. There also this mexican who kept trying to take my damn money, and a man obsessed with looking at narwhals. My mother was there blaming me for all the noise, and when i walked out of the building there was reporters everywhere.

      glad i finally woke up
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. first fully fleged lucid dream, and hosting a party with a guy who hates me.

      by , 02-17-2011 at 01:34 PM ("see you in the next dream, brotha.")
      best night ever. my first dream was i was at school, and for some reason i was preparing a party with this guy i know charlie. it was going well, and somehow the school ws connected to my house. we put on music, nd i suggested getting some more, he agreed, then rememered my taste in music, so ran of to get his own, while i tried to get mine. i was running at full bast when suddenly the alarm went of waking me, so i got up and turned it off. i then went back to bed, really wanting to re enter that dream, so i kept repeating to my self, "i will have a lucid dream, i will remember my dream" and then i found myself in my house. exept, on further observasion, it wasnt my house. i turned around. "im dreaming arnt i?"
      "yes" a toad in a fez told me. i was amazed how clear and realistic the dream was, only to have it start to fade. i quickly put my hands infront of me and said out lout "increase lucidity" and the drem world became clear again. "congradulations on your first lucit the fez wearing toad told me. "now to help you with glasses. he told me that because i was acustomed to wearing glasses to help me in the real world, if i lost them in the dream relm the world would become un clear. to test, i took them off, and the world became not as clear again, and started to fade, i kept trying to clear the world, but it didnt work. the last thing the toad shouted was "picture yourself without glasses in your dreams!" and
      i woke up. i now no what all the fuss is about.

      any ideas on who the fez wearing toad was would be nice.
    11. textys, lexys, smoking and a healing whistle

      by , 02-17-2011 at 01:02 PM
      the last part i remember of the unconscious dream i was having was being texted by these 2 girls. i tried for ages in vain to text back, but each time i looked backa t the phone, what i had written had changed. ive never become lucid like this yet, and this was the most frustrating dream because i tried repeatedly to type yet failed miserably. it sems to be pretty hard to dild for me these days but it doesnt matter because mild, deild, and wbtb are working like a charm every time.

      i woke up and tried to stay awake. i contemplated the do not move policy, but this is hard to maintain for me and often i still just fall straight back asleep. i need to wake myself up slightly to have any chance of staying conscious, so i went to the toilet. back in bed and i start to try to go through a few techniques to keep myself awake while the body goes back to sleep. phantom wiggling is the best one for me right now, and i think i got closer than ever to a full on obe. however i quickly found myself straight back into the dream with a bang.

      i was in london with my neighbour and a few friends. i think they thought we were on some kind of job, and we did a bit of sightseeing on a bus, passing some amazing parks and fairgrounds etc. i met upwith lexy, grumble and helen later and this is where the most lucid and stable part of the dream began. i kept it stable with touch, and also finally managed to keep repeating to myself and others that we were in an amazing dream. lexy had just got out of the shower and told me to follow her...

      i managed to keep focus however, which is probably the hardest dream task ive managed yet. people were smoking weed, probably because i have not had any for a while. i decided to try it to see how it was. i remember trying it then just saying to everyone around me how good dream weed is. i used it as a prop and told myslef that with every toke, the dream would be made more stable which worked like a charm. i was still wary of dropping ash though which is odd.

      eventually i had so much focus that thoughts turned to the magic of the placebo effect. i waqnted to use a prop so went up to a shop. this tested me as the shop was closed. this normally would break my concentration but i was so in the zone that i just walked straight in past security. the shop owner just said 'oh as its you i suppose its fine'. they even let me steal the pipe/flute that i wanted for my test! i picked it up and tried to play a tune on it with the goal of using it as a healing placebo effect for my physical ailments. didnt manage much of a tune but it didnt bother me. i even managed to explain to all the others around mewhat i was trying to do with absolutely no kind of embarrassment. if someone told me i would be doing this a few months ago i would have laughed
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      Uncategorized
    12. creepy party crashers; co-worker's garbage; spicy pizza photographer

      by , 02-17-2011 at 12:46 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was at a small party. I sat at a small table, probably in the kitchen. There were a few other people in the kitchen, mingling. The party may have been set up around something specific. But now that specific thing, whatever it had been, was over, and people were getting ready to leave.

      Then two black men came into the house. They sat down at the table. They were both light-skinned, and they both had a kind of creepy look. One wore an orange hooded sweatshirt. They seemed to be focused on me, as if they had come here to follow me and see what I was up to.

      I had been getting ready to go, but now I was reluctant. I didn't want these guys to think they had creeped me out so that I wanted to leave. But I also didn't want their strange suspicions of me to increase because I left as soon as they came in.

      I acted cheerful with a couple of people near me. Then some young boy, who may have been a nephew of mine, started asking the two men a bunch of questions about themselves, ranging from where they came from all the way to serious professional questions. The two men just kept staring forward.

      I told the boy not to bother the men with the questions -- even though I mostly wanted the boy to stop asking questions because the professional questions were hitting close to my own profession.

      Then somebody, possibly the boy, brought out two brightly colored plastic pigs with twigs coming out their noses. One pig may have been pink. The other pig may have been orange. One of the men may have been upset by the pigs, as if he thought we were calling him a pig by showing him the pigs. One of the men may even have said something along these lines.

      Dream #2

      I was at "my office," which was much larger and on a much higher floor than my current office. The director of my department had just decided that I was going to work with D, one of my boss' peers, who I don't like. My boss may have been out of the picture altogether.

      D walked up to me, gloating because he knew I had to work for him when I didn't like him. He had a Snickers wrapper. He was trying to find the garbage can at my desk so he could throw the Snickers wrapper in my garbage. But he couldn't find the garbage can. So he tried to hand me the wrapper. He leered at me and said, "Here. Throw this away."

      I refused to take the wrapper. D even tapped it against my chest. Finally he just threw it on my desk.

      Later I was talking to the head of my department, J, who was angry at me because I wouldn't take D's garbage. I was yelling at J that I wasn't going to take anybody's garbage. I finally yelled, "If you want somebody to take care of D's garbage, then fire me and find somebody else!"

      I was now in a place like a big conference room. It had window walls and was at the corner of the building. A woman was folding up some sheets that had been on a set of tables in the middle of the conference room. I knew the woman, and she may have looked like one of my aunts. But she was a head of some kind of company.

      I helped the woman fold up her stuff and put it in some big, paper shopping bags. I may even have helped her fold paper bags and put them into paper bags, too. As I did this, I asked the woman questions about her life. But I did so in such a way that I sounded reallyy stupid. The woman had a sweet voice, but the annoyance in her voice at how stupid my questions were was obvious.

      Now J walked by and saw me helping the woman. I didn't know what he would think. I wasn't willing to help D but I was here helping the woman?

      The woman and I had finished putting everything away. I noticed a tray of cookies on a chair near my right knee. The tray had a clear plastic cover. I asked the woman about the cookies as I worked the cover off. The woman told me the cookies were for the guys in Derivatives.

      "Oh, Derivatives," I said with admiration, and slowly put the cover back on the tray of cookies.

      Dream #3

      I was in a crowded space between a line of tables and displays and a wall. The area was part of some big conference hall. There were a lot of people here.

      One of my old friends, M, was with me. As I walked forward he walked backward and faced me, talking to me. He was telling me that the pitfall of being a professional photographer was that people always wanted you to take pictures of their spicy pizzas. People, M explained, would throw parties and make their own pizzas for the parties. Then they'd want you to photograph it.

      M said that people would hear you were a photographer and they'd ask you to come photograph them, like they had all these great ideas. But then you'd get to their house and they'd be all shy. So they'd just tell you to photograph the spicy pizza they'd just made.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. First proper dreams in a month!

      by , 02-17-2011 at 12:06 PM (Beyond the Horizon)
      Okay so school's back on, and I've been getting 6 and a half hours sleep a night, resulting in missing out on the later REM cycles where all the vivid dreams are

      But last night, I got to sleep for a glorious 10 hours

      I was on a roller coaster on a very clear blue day, with a best friend from school and his girlfriend, when something weird happened.

      I realised it was a dream just as the roller coaster was at a high spot. I started shouting "This is a dream!!" hoping it would stabilize me, and get my friend to realise too (you never know; it might be them for real).

      But, again, I thought I was waking up. It was really just the dream getting more vivid, and when I was talking, I was convinced that I was half-asleep already and talking in my bed. I can't remember exactly what happened after that, but I know now that when I thought I was waking up and could see my bedroom, it was still actually a dream

      So yeah, now I know that as soon as I get that last hour or two of sleep, I will ALWAYS have a lucid
      Categories
      lucid
    14. Physics

      by , 02-17-2011 at 12:01 PM (Sehnsucht)
      I am outside somewhere in Hamburg, having a physics lesson with my former teacher. We are having a discussion about UFOs, and one of the other students suggests to show us a view which would suggest the silouette of an UFO. He explained how he will fly with a parachute from Flensburg to Hamburg, with big flashlights attached. Our teacher thought it was a good idea. Later we had a break, so I showed the other student a video in which a inline-skater was chased by a bicycle-rider, through a forest. I expirienced the video in first person, as the bicycle rider. We were riding on the trees. After the break was over I rushed back to my seat, I notice a weird device on my desk. Metal plates were binded together with rubber strings, to form something cup-like, but there were holes in it. I wondered if this device was able to act as a Faraday cage, but knew that it would work, because the metal plates are isolated (because of the rubber strings). The dream fades.

      It annoys me that I didn't became lucid.
      But the device looked interesting, if I think about it a little more, I could improve it to be a Faraday cage, that is able to stretch and morph. Don't steal my ideas!
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. please help me

      by , 02-17-2011 at 09:40 AM
      In this dream I vas a normal guy in a weird contury.

      Then someone kidnaped a girl and then i vas going to use my powers
      (controling air,wather,ground(earth,cement),fire,heat).
      The girl vas behind a small lake and infront of 2 guards alsou the kidnaper
      vas holding her.
      I decided to frezee the lake but it vas alreadi frozen and the ice vas to thick i tried to froze it but it didn't work, i tried again,again and again,
      but it didn't work .
      I vas then in a building close to there i teled a friend that this is my dream,
      i then got mad and got to the roof of the building and jumped, i used my air powers to get down safe.
      The goverment didn't belive me and tried to do it their selves, i pased thrugh them and frezee a small creak in front of the lake and then throved rocks at the lake.
      I then made ice platforms and used fire to get the kidnaper back.
      I then saved the girl.

      ps:sorry fore my english