syth406

This is the cloudiest one. I remember something about a black man standing next to a train track. A train that is glowing through all its windows appears and just kind of rolls by with no train track. The black man stares at the train kind of wide eyed. This dream felt really third person.

After that I had a short dream about being in a hardware store, looking through the aisles. One of the people who works there asks me if I need anything. I tell her that I'm looking for an extremely thin wire.

I start off a freshman, and the middleschool band teacher is teaching Honors English I. One of my friends is there in a V-Neck. For some reason we just decide to leave in the middle of class. We just kind of walk around for a while and then we freak out realizing how long we've been gone. We sneak back in, the lights are off, the room has no windows and the class is watching a movie. As I sit down, I notice I have some sort of HUD that shows the number of times I can leave the classroom, and it's already half gone. I go in the back room with my teacher and ask him something about a very thin six inch silver wire.

Random bikes placed on the side of the road is all I can remember.

So I had some dream about some sort of big game... It was very vivid before, but I didn't dream journal on DV the day I had the dream so it's fuzzy now. I think it felt like a mix of Diablo and Minecraft, we were underground, there were two teams and there was a snse of survival.

I also have some fragment about some random skateboarder.

I remember something about my friend playing Gears of War 3, which he doesn't have , and then I see that he had a new skateboard deck, (a baker) but it turned out being his sister's (she's never skated in her life as far as I know). I ollied on it inside the house once, and it cracked into 6 pieces. I did this in their parent's room for some reason.

This one was rather odd, but very memorable. I was in a dodgeball game, wearing an old wool sweater, that had a zipper curiously placed on the right shoulder. I remember wearing it rarely in waking life, and it was always extremely scratchy and generally uncomfortable. So I was wearing this sweater, and I was in my school's gymnasium. There was a girl who is not in my class, playing a Harry Potter game on a laptop.

One of my P.E. teachers is a huge pedo, and he made some sly comment to the girl who was playing the harry potter game. What that comment was I can't remember. My (female) P.E. teacher was in the boys locker room. I remember going in the locker room and finding some other sweater that wasn't mine on the bench. I also remember something about giving people little orbs of green energy and I was calling them "chromosomes". That's all I can remember.

This one is fragmented, mainly because it's from a few months ago, but also because I never recalled the majority of the dream in the first place. I was in a neigborhood that doesn't exist, but seems to be a fusion of the neighborhood I live in now, and one that goes in kind of a circle around a small pond (in the dream the curve was very exaggerated, and the whole dream had a very curvy and off feel to it. Everything was warped far to the left, except my friend and I). So I was with someone I was friends with at the time, and we were just walking around the neighborhood. Something that I do a lot with my friends in waking life. The houses looked very big and expensive (and these houses reminded me of yet another neighborhood that a different friend lives in). In my dream journal, I mentioned something about that dream somehow being related to DreamViews, but I have no clue how. I don't remember such a thing. That's about it. Not very detailed, but I feel like entering some memorable old dreams will stimulate/improve my recall.

I'm in some kind of room that resembles a skatepark, but there's no ramps people are throwing little kiddy light up shoe around--except people are throwing it like a Frisbee, and it's flying like a Frisbee. I don't know how I missed that reality check, but whatever. So people start throwing it around, it turns into some kind of sport that has teams. I feel like I should've written a longer journal during the initial recall, because I know I'm missing a lot now. I remembered all of it when I woke up.

I'm with one of my classmates, in my Literature class. We are being sent off to another state to tell a large audience about Rick Riordan's new book [what the fuck??] and I feel extremely nervous. I had to read the entire book in two hours and then give a synopsis the next day. This dream is very fragmented, yet somehow memorable at the same time. When I woke up, I still felt this pressure, that I needed to read the book quickly and go perform. It took me a few seconds to realize it was just a dream.

So, this one is pretty blurry, I just have some fragment about telling my christian friend that I don't believe in god.

Then, later something about caddying, which I'm going to be doing as a summer job in waking life.

This one is 5/4 but I might as well put it here

I had a dream about a virus that slowly mutates people in machines. There were three woman clothed in very futuristic clothing, and with shower caps on. (think battlestar galactica)

So there were three women that looked kind of like this, except without the surprised expression. So they were being trapped in some machine that would mutate them. These mutations happened in intervals. There were flashes(like camera flashes). The first flash, the face gets a little messed up. Dots and little pieces of metal appear. Then another flash, and a futuristic armour-like look starts to appear. The face is partially covered now, and everything looks very painful. Two more flashes in, the person is no longer human. I know what is going to happen, but these women don't. So I have some kind of radio contact with one of them. I tell them that after the first flash they won't feel anything. Turns out I was wrong, and after the first flash they start screaming, and are under immense pain. After a while, I start crying (I can see them somehow, probably my mind scene changing) I can't watch anymore, and I can't remember anything after that.