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    1. 2011-02-06.2f | nonlucid

      by , 02-08-2011 at 12:05 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am walking down a road and my best friend rolls up in an Aston Martin DB9.
      He says hop in, so I go around the other side and we drive down this woodsy
      highway. After a little driving, we stop at a mall and go in.
      I don't remember
      what happened after that.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    2. 2011-02-06 | nonlucid

      by , 02-08-2011 at 12:02 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am at my house for the day and my mom is just getting ready to go to work.
      I will be home alone and for some reason, I would never do this, I go down to the
      basement, while she is still here, and grab a box and load it with as many types of
      alcohol I could find. Namely beer. I take the box up to my room. My mom leaves
      and I grab a can of beer and start drinking it while on my laptop. I think about calling
      my friend, Kurt, to come have a beer but decide not to. Instead, I call my best friend
      and forget about the alcohol and go down to his house across the street. We meet
      up and go for a drive. Obviously, he is driving. We are riding down some back roads
      when
      the dream ends.
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      non-lucid
    3. Old - 04 | nonlucid

      by , 02-06-2011 at 06:05 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am going on vacation with the Simpsons. We go to this building and take a tour. Eventually we
      get up to this hallway with a huge window on the right side overlooking a beautiful view from at
      least a hundred feet up. We look out the window and I sort of lean up against it. I phase through the
      window and start drifting toward the ground. I wasn't falling, more floating and gravity was greatly
      reduced. Bart and Lisa followed then Homer and Marge. We floated around for a while basically
      moon walking, then flew back up to the building through the window. We went to tell one of the
      guides about this window but the woman we told happened to be suicidal and jumped through the
      window, somehow maintaining normal gravity. We continued down the hallway and went through
      a door to the left. I find myself in a dark labyrinth. There is a faint red light cast on everything so I
      can still see. I can also see over the walls and the floor changes elevation a lot. Not with steps but
      ramps. Then my view changes to a bird's-eye perspective of the maze. I run around the maze for
      a while seeing flying creatures at some points, it wasn't really scary though. Before I find the exit,

      the dream ends
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    4. 2011-02-05f | nonlucid

      by , 02-06-2011 at 05:56 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      A Lot happened before this but I don't recall what it was.
      I am walking around a forest like area with my best friend and we go into a shop.
      It looks kind of like one of those old antique shops but they sell medicine. I look around
      and I don't know why but this old lady who works at the store starts yelling at us ( I think
      she thought we were stealing something ). Anyway, we leave the store and walk around
      a bit
      then the dream ends.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    5. 2011-02-03.6 | nonlucid

      by , 02-04-2011 at 05:22 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      A few of my friends and I decide to go to a store. Maybe a Walmart or something but I'm not
      certain. We walk in and start to walk around. About 3 of them are girls and there are a couple
      guys. We walk around and the girls all decide they have to go to the bathroom, so they go in to
      the womens' room and my friend John almost follows them then realizes it and comes out smiling.
      We go around the other side and I go into the mens' room. Everything is absolutely filthy and the
      single sit down toilet is at the far end of the room with no stall housing it, just sitting in the middle
      of the floor. I look at it and the seat is covered in nasty looking slivers of rolled paper towel pieces.
      The toilet is filled with it as well. I look for something to wipe it off. I see several paper towel rolls
      but they are all torn into pieces and you can't get a piece longer than your finger. I finally manage
      to find a piece of sufficient size and wipe off the seat. After I finish I throw the nasty pieces into the
      toilet bowl and realize that this thing probably isn't going to flush. I think a little bit about what to do,

      then the dream ends.

      Updated 02-04-2011 at 05:25 PM by 41067

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      non-lucid
    6. 2011-02-03.5f | nonlucid

      by , 02-04-2011 at 05:20 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in some sort of lake house. I go outside and I am on a dock. I walk around on this dock that is
      set up like patio and I sit down on bench that is there. The moonlight casts onto the wooden flooring
      illuminating everything with pale blue light. My family is in the house and later I am talking to a friend,

      I cannot remember who then the dream ends.

      Updated 02-04-2011 at 05:24 PM by 41067

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. 2011-02-03.4 | nonlucid

      by , 02-04-2011 at 05:19 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am driving some old people home from my high school. It is really hard to drive for some reason.
      I go down Rt 23 and the old people tell me to slow down because they think I'm going to fast. I get up
      to where the courthouse is and suddenly find myself on a dirt road that had just rained so it is very
      muddy and a steep uphill. I try to get up but the car is going all over the place. I slide to the other side
      of the "road" and I see this big yellow tractor coming so I quickly manage to get to the other side and a
      silver SUV comes up behind me and almost hits me. I try to get some traction on the mud but I am failing
      miserably. A short while later,
      the dream ends.

      Updated 02-04-2011 at 05:24 PM by 41067

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      non-lucid
    8. 2011-02-03.3f | nonlucid

      by , 02-04-2011 at 05:18 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am on the edge of a forest and there are a few of my friends around me. There is guy a with
      bright red hair that somewhat resembles a joker or an elf or something standing up front. He is
      supposed to be Hagrid I think. He shows us this furry little rat. I forget what it did but somehow
      it multiplied and you could make an army out of them. I was thinking about army rats when

      the dream ended.

      Updated 02-04-2011 at 05:23 PM by 41067

      Categories
      dream fragment , non-lucid
    9. 2011-02-03.2 | nonlucid

      by , 02-04-2011 at 05:17 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I've had a similar dream before. But I remembered more...
      I am in some sort of airport terminal and I am trying to find a BZFlag map I created several years ago.
      Don't ask me why I'm looking for it in an airport, but the map was pretty awesome. I'm walking
      around for a little bit and I get a message from my crush on my phone. I forget what she said but after
      sending messages back and forth, I called her and was suddenly in the kitchen at my house. This didn't
      phase me and I just went on. I asked her if she wanted to help me study. She eventually agreed
      then
      the dream ended.

      Updated 02-04-2011 at 05:23 PM by 41067

      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. 2011-02-02 | nonlucid

      by , 02-04-2011 at 01:32 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am standing at an unfamiliar staircase in what is supposed to be my house.
      I am with my family and a guy I do not know comes up with a gun. I pull out a
      gun as well and essentially start having a shootout with him. We start out in the
      hall way then he runs down the steps. I follow and we are in some sort of
      basement. I see him and start shooting, I am using an airsoft gun and so is he.
      I chase him around the basement for a while and my clip runs out. I don't really
      reload it or anything I just cock back the slide and it seems to have a full mag.
      Every now and then a lever pops out of the gun, like a lever action pump, and I
      have to fiddle around with the gun for a few seconds to get it back in working order.
      Eventually, I somehow manage to get the other guy's gun and I chase him out. I
      then start after my brother for some reason and we start fighting. We go around the
      basement for a while and I then come to the corner I was at before and notice I only
      have one gun. I think, "Where did I put that?". I look for it briefly but then abandon
      my search and go after my brother again. After a while I see him and apparently he
      had found my other gun. We exchange fire for a while then
      the dream ends
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      non-lucid
    11. 2011-02-01.3 | nonlucid

      by , 02-02-2011 at 04:14 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      Me and two other people ( one guy and one girl ) are in a house, investigating
      something I think. There is a particular room in question that we are going to search.
      It is a small room. The three of us searched the room in turn and had some sort of
      bet going to see who could find the most expensive quantity of what could only be
      described as loot. I was the first to go. I don't remember what I got, but then the girl
      went and found every single stone/jewel in the place. After she was done the dream
      shifting to her sitting at the table with me standing there watching as she was examining
      the gems going through each one scrutinously with the masterful skill of a jeweler. She
      knew everything about each of the jewels and thew several away because they were fakes.
      I remember her saying something about each one but I don't remember what it was. Next
      the guy went. He reminded me of a friend from high school, Dave. He went through the
      room and I seem to remember him finding a go-kart. A short while later,
      the dream
      ended.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. 2011-02-01.2 | nonlucid

      by , 02-02-2011 at 04:13 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in a classroom at college and the teacher is my high school freshman science
      teacher. A mix of friends from high school and from college are in my class. We are
      working on something then class ends and I leave.
      I don't remember what happened
      after that. The next thing I remember I am back in the classroom and it is time to turn
      in the assignment and the teacher is not satisfied with my work and decides to fail me.
      I protest
      but the dream ends and I go into my next dream
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. 2011-02-01 | nonlucid

      by , 02-02-2011 at 04:00 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in my high school's band room, the lights are off but there are a bunch of
      people there including me, my high school band director, and my crush. We were
      setting up some sort of sound system and eventually we came to a part where we
      didn't have the right piece. my band director said it was at his home. My crush told
      him she would call his son and have him bring it. ( My band director doesn't have any
      children ). After feeling jealous for some reason,
      I woke up

      Updated 02-02-2011 at 04:15 PM by 41067

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    14. 2011-01-31 | nonlucid

      by , 02-01-2011 at 05:16 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in a building that is laid out pretty much the same as my high school music wing.
      According to the dream however, it was Millersville. It was an indoor practice and we had
      just gotten a break so we left the room we were practicing in which was for some reason
      the choir / orchestra room of my high school. I'm doing something with my friend Sarah,
      from college, but I don't remember. I see another one of my friends in the hallway outside
      my high school's band room, still supposedly Millersville University, and he shows me these
      playstation controllers and we play a game where we have to use something on the controller
      to pick the buttons out of the opponent's controller and the person who loses all his buttons
      first loses... It was strange but then we started playing and at closer look the L and R buttons
      turned out to be razor heads. I said "This probably isn't a very good idea." but kept playing
      anyway. I was winning by far, I guess I was good at it. Each time I beat him, I would take the
      controller he had and throw it into a pile and he would grab another. Eventually I had exhausted
      all of the controllers and won by far. I then went to the window on the door of the band room
      and see the orchestra practicing. I wonder why they are rehearsing in the band room and walk
      away from the door
      and the dream ends.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. 2011-01-29.2 | nonlucid

      by , 01-30-2011 at 04:24 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in a dorm room but it is much different from mine. The dream tells me it is mine.
      I am doing something on my computer and check the clock "12:08". I realize I was supposed
      to meet some friends for lunch at 12 ( In waking life ). So I went to leave in a hurry so I could
      get to the universities dining hall when my roommate comes in and says he wants to show me
      something. I tell him to make it quick and he comes around to my computer. I go around with him
      and attempt to hide it because, for some reason, my desktop background is switching through
      some very explicit images. They are all pink backdrops. My roommate doesn't seem to care so
      I blow it off like "yeah, that's my desktop". He pulls out his computer and starts pulling up some
      web-page while I played with a clear plastic sphere filled with metal balls.
      Then I woke up.
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      non-lucid
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