Roguetta

In the morning I'm in bed, I can't recall if this was lucid or not but I was in control, and I started thinking about physical contact. Much to my surprise, this thinking lead to the feeling of arms wrapped around my stomach and holding me tight. This freaked me out a bit because I don't like unwarranted touching, so after some struggle I kicked the invisible hands away and went down stairs as fast as possible. I didn't expect whatever it was to follow, but I also didn't want to chance more unwanted hugs. Downstairs my family was there and for whatever reason, my mother had a bunch of sexual toys in her arms. I tried to get outside but sadly she forced a pink, vibrator I think into my hands. I wasn't to keen on it and tried to get rid of it, that happened easily as someone tackled me and it fell out of my hands. It was a guy, tall and obviously not my age but young. As nice as it was to have men falling for me, it wasn't nice to have them falling into me and with obvious reason. After he started kissing my neck, images of a movie character I like smiling down at me showed in my head almost blocking my view of his face, I made every effort to shove him off and it worked. But then I had to run because he chased me, I went into the house thinking someone might help but he was in there as well. Leaning back in a chair we don't own in the living room, he pulled me over and I half sat in his lap and half spilled over his right shoulder trying to get away. I think I didn't try so hard because it was nice being held but also not in this way and at this moment. I also think when I got out of his arm.hold that he let me go, because I think he could have held on longer. I ran away from the house and in a more overhead camera view, I saw myself running and him in the front yard looking at me go. I could hear him say he was going to get me back, he said it to a friend and even though I wasn't there I heard it clearly but in a whisper.

The dream started out at nighttime in my old home's living room, the area seemed a bit different but I can't remember how. I was talking to my older brother, about nothing I can remember, when suddenly there was this rattle at the window and loud screeching. Kind of how I imagine a banshee's screech along with a bat squeak would sound like. The thing looked like the child of a bat/mantis/leaf hybrid with green and yellow colours to keep the leaf effect. It kept trying to fly through the widow screen and looking at me as it continued it's manic sounds. I of course backed away from the window (I do remember now why it seemed strange, the window was the door window to the other part of the house we had added on.) I was frightened and thought it was going to come through and harm me, my brother however rushed out of the room to the side door to go fetch it. (Meaning he assumed it was outside, however with the setup of the house it was just in the other room and he never entered the outside door to the room or we would have seen and heard that.) In a little while later he came back with the thing sandwiched between some bread? and held it closer to me, but I backed off and said I didn't want it's head that close because it's mouth was open and showed it's many teeth. It looked more like a bat-dragon in the head shape. My brother showed us how it wrapped itself up in a shiney silver looking cape, it must have been curled up inside because the shape was like a circle. The back of the cape also had a grey symbol on it, a V with a line going across from each side to make it look like an upside down A. Then from the bottom point of the V upward was a line. That's all I really remember, but everyone was fascinated with it. I remember thinking it must be a bat type, but also thinking why my brother captured it in his hands.

I had been sleeping, on my bed in my current home. When I awoke, I knew instantly that something was off and as I struggled to open my eyes to see the sunlight room around me; I figured out what was wrong, the struggle. Having my doubts about the realism of the situation, I decided to do a reality check of counting my fingers. I could feel my hands and though my vision was slanted and blurry, I brought them close to my face to see. The original count I messed up but when I almost blinked and lost sight of my hands, I quickly forced my eyes to stay open as I tried to look at my hands. Sadly, although I could feel them and knew where they were, I could not see them; I was having a hard enough time seeing already but there was nothing there when there should have been two hands, this sparked my full lucidity and I tried to get up. This failed and although I was convinced I could escape this situation, my dream said otherwise and my eyes closed and ended the dream.

This feeling and false awakening situation happened again and again a few more times until I hit another dream.