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I felt funny. This was definitely a dream. I was in a huge empty room with white walls and plain grey pillars. There was a ledge, and on top I noticed a woman. "It's M," I thought, attempting to make her appear. And it actually worked, it was her. She climbed down from the ladder. Her hair was long and wavy, a shade of reddish brown. She was wearing a white top and light blue pants. Desperately, I asked her, "WHAT DOES THE DREAM MEAN?!?" She replied with, "Re-birth." I said, "WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??" and she replied with something I don't remember, but I didn't understand her answer at all. I looked down and noticed she was pregnant. She said one more thing that I don't remember and then I lost the dream. I then had sleep paralysis. I tried to move but couldn't, but remained calm because I knew what this was. So I just kind of laid there until I was able to wake myself up.

Notes: Well, Okay. This is the closest I've come in years, so I suppose that's progress. But what does "re-birth" mean? And was that really M? She was pregnant so that doesn't really make sense.
I want to try again in my next lucid, but this time go to the actual place of the dream, my old home, on my driveway.

I was in my aunt's house and this lady was super angry with me because she thought I did something(like disrespect her dead husband or something). As more time went by, she started getting furious. She started taking my things, my phone, my clothes, and putting them in the room where she was. She was turning evil, and it was freaking me the fuck out. So I ran out of there, down the street. I saw a sketchy looking guy and said, "PLEASE, CAN I BORROW YOUR PHONE? I NEED TO CALL 911 RIGHT NOW" and he gave me a weird look, said "sure" and thew his phone at me. It was a Samsung and I had no idea how to use it(things are difficult in dreams, okay?) I realized that he had stolen the phone and was trying to get rid of it, so I didn't touch it. I kept running until I saw a man, Hurley from Lost, in a convenience store. I said, "CAN I BORROW YOUR PHONE??" and at first he said no, so I said, "PLEASE, I NEED TO CALL 911. YOU CAN EVEN DIAL IT FOR ME" So he dials 911 but lets me press "call" and at first I hear static, then a woman's voice. "HELLO?" I say, my voice shaking and scared. She says something like, "It's okay. I understand what you are going through. You'll be okay through this." Like what? I didn't even tell her my problem! So anyhow, I told her but then woke up.

My friend's dad locked me in his basement in a tiny cell for weeks(or months?). In order to eat, I caught mice and somehow started fires to roast them over. When the dad asked me what I ate, and I told him. "I eat everything but the insides." My body was starved and withering away. I was scared and alone. I looked for ways to escape but it was impossible. Then, my friend and her mom came home and somehow I got access to a cell phone. At this point, I was sobbing. I tried calling the friend's mom to tell her what her husband was doing to me but the call didn't go through. My friend came by and I saw a chance to get a hold of a bottle of alcohol. I told her this, and she told me not too because her dad might find out and be mad. Then I found another phone and tried to call 911 but when I pressed "9" a "0" would pop up after it so it took me awhile. I was crying so hard saying, "help me, help me!" It was traumatizing.

It wasn't quite a nightmare, but a scary, disturbing dream.

I'm not actively practicing lucid dreaming techniques but I'm still hoping to accomplish my goal of reliving an old dream.

I was standing in an open field, which I think was an air field but not sure. It was a bright day and there was some kind of building nearby with a bunch of people in it. I look up and see this passenger plane fly up and down above me, losing control. Then, BAM! It crashed right in front of me as I held my head for cover. Then, a few seconds later, another BAM! The airplane exploded into flames and sent debris everywhere. I was lucky to have survived without a scratch. I ran in the building to call 911 but a bunch of other people had already called. I called anyway because I figured they would want to talk to me since I was a witness. I told them exactly what happened and that I was right there when it crashed.

Wow I haven't posted a dream in forever. But I am really trying to get back into it this time because there is a particular thing I want to do in a LD and I won't stop(hopefully) until I do that. I want to revisit a scene from a dream I had when I was a kid. A dream that stuck with me til this day. I want to go back to that moment and figure some things out.

There was this guy that had kidnapped two girls my age and I was there, but not really there, to witness it. Me, Brittany, some weird dude, and maybe some other people were having a little party type get together. We were in the middle of the woods but it also seemed like we were at my house, maybe just in the backyard or something. This guy strolls by our party and wants to join in, so he tells his kidnapped girls not to do anything stupid, and they come join in. No one suspects anything, but since I saw what had happened I knew I had to do something. The three of them sat down at a table and they were facing me. The girl with the black hair had a desperate look on her face that said "help!" I winked at her and excused myself by telling them I had to make a phone call. I walk far enough that I'm not in hearing distance and I call 911. No one answers. I tell them the situation and my address and hang up. When I get back I wait awhile and they still don't come. The girl comments that she wants to see my phone, and I give her a harsh look and tell her no. I try 911 again and I don't remember what happened...

I was standing behind the recliner in the living room. My mom was sitting in that recliner and Steph was sitting on the long couch. Leo and Nova got up, Leo grabbed onto Nova's back and then Stella joined in. Those cats were doing the Conga Line! I realized there was no way this could happen and I knew I was dreaming but woke up.



When I tried to fall back asleep, I kept telling myself, "I'm in a LD, I'm dreaming" and was doing pirouettes on a large pink surface that was floating on pink clouds. There was a gazebo next to me on this pink surface. I started to lose myself and could feel the dream taking over me and I knew I was dreaming. But then the damn cat started whining at my door and woke me up. I was pissed..

So, I only really post on my DJ when I have a dream that really sticks with me that I want to remember, and this was one of them. I think it came from watching the news about the guy who walked into a theater during The Dark Knight Rises and started shooting everyone. My dream is sort of based on that, so it's a bit disturbing.

I was at my local park with Niki and we were just hanging out. The sun had just set and it was getting darker out. There was a movie theater there at the park, Showtime Cinema. Of course it didn't occur to me that this theater is not located in the park obviously, but just a few minutes down the road. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so I just went to check out the theater, perhaps to see what was playing(which I think was Dark Knight Rises, but I don't remember for sure). Instead of the whole movie theater being there, it was just one screening room. I sneaked in through one of the emergency exits, which wasn't locked for some reason. The theater was packed with people, and I looked around and saw a guy with a gun. Shots were fired, so I ran back out before the shooter could notice me and dialed 911. The lady on the other line seemed familiar, like I'd called 911 a few times already and had heard her voice before. She seemed very chill and relaxed. "911 what's your emergency?" she asked in a very monotonous tone. "There's a guy shooting people at Showtime Cinema! People have been killed, please send someone over." I said. "Someone will be right there," she replied, not a hint of worry or tension in her voice. I thought she would want more information, but she didn't say anything else so I just said "thank you" and she said "you're welcome. bye" like it was a normal everyday phone conversation. I waited outside awhile and it seemed to be taking the police forever to show up. Then, the theater doors burst open and people came running out. I thought it was finally over, until I saw the shooter come running out after them, shooting every person he could. There was blood and screaming; it was a terrible and frightening scene. He shot and killed one of my friends, Dani, and then came towards me. He took a shot at me and missed but I fell to the ground and pretended to be dead so that he wouldn't keep shooting. When I looked at him again I noticed that he was so angry and raging that he didn't notice he'd run out of bullets and was now just shooting blanks. So I stood up to him. I don't exactly what happened, but whatever I did worked and the cops came and everything was secured. The next thing I remember was reflecting on what had just happened. I vividly recalled all the blood, the screaming, the chaos, the dying, and it traumatized me. I cried and cried throughout the day and the next day. I kept having flashbacks and it was just awful. Then I realized that this was probably just a dream, so I talked to my mom and she showed me a newspaper article headlining the terrible event. There was some kind of picture that was blurry and I don't remember, and then somewhere in the writing they mentioned that I was a hero. I was too distraught to even think about being a hero though. 36, that number kept following me around. I could physically see that number, floating in the air around me. 36 people dead. So much death. I cried again, the pain was so real, the emotions so intense. Then I woke up for real and breathed a sigh of relief when I could finally know for sure that it was just a dream.

So.. the other day I posted something on here about not having enough motivation to practice dream recall or do anything that would help me start having LDs again. I guess just thinking about that was all I needed to have one again! Unfortunaly, I remember almost nothing of it because it was in the middle of the night.

There were people chasing me, it was really frightening. I got out my phone and dialed 911 and told them people were after me. This made me realize that every time I call 911 I'm always dreaming, so I must be having a lucid dream now! But I didn't really want to do anything but see where the dream would take me so I just kept playing along with it.

I was outside in this crowded town full of mostly people I didn't know, along with a few people from my old high school. Many people gathered around a circle to play a game in which they would run around and tag each other and the last one left standing was the winner. Everyone was gathered around watching as they finished up the first round. Then the people running it asked it anyone else wanted to join. My hand was the first to shoot up. Although I was nervous, I thought why not? I don't know most of these people, so it could be fun! My friend sitting next to me cheered me on, along with some other people I didn't even know and they let me join the circle. Then I noticed a few people from my high school and was sad because I never wanted to see those certain people again, but decided it would still be fun. I was placed behind a girl who looked like a slow runner, so I was sure I could catch her, but placed in front of a guy from back in high school. The announcer counted down 3.. 2.. 1... go! Everyone started running around trying to tag one another. I thought it would be a nice friendly game, but then everyone started attacking me and kicking me! I didn't know what was going on and why they were doing this, but I couldn't escape. No one tried to stop them as they beat me up. Everything turned red and then I was outside my body watching it happed. They "killed" me and the next thing I remember was looking at a facebook page of my picture next to 3 other dead people titled "RIP" and my friend's status: Everyone I know is dying! I found this really odd because obviously I was still alive! And I was still out in the open. I went to tell people I was still alive but then I arrived at this snow hill with my grandpa, another dream starting up. There were crowds of people on each side of the hill selling things and me and my grandpa were walking up and down, checking everything out. As we were heading back to our car to leave, I woke up.

So.. I was really unsure about posting this just because it's sort of.. intense. But I decided that it's just a dream and I've posted so many other not-so-pleasant dreams on here so I guess I'll post this one.

Rape
This is my third(I think) dream about a rapist but the first one that involves.. me.

I was in my house when some guy around my age barged in and started chasing after me. I tried to find a place to hide but he chaded me down and found me right away.

Spoiler for a bit graphic:

He dragged me into a room and I laid down on the bed and he got on top of me. I didn't put up much of a fight because I didn't want him to hurt me any more than he already was. I don't remember this part very much, but I know he did the deed and then got off me. He did this twice during the dream.

Afterwards, he acted like nothing had happened and so did I because I wanted him to trust that I wouldn't tell anyone so that he would leave. Unfortunately, he was too smart to leave right away. I tried to get away again but he would chase me down right away. So I just tried to be calm and casual and then he saw the hot tub in my backyard. I asked him if he wanted to go in it and he said yes. I told him I didn't feel like going in and that I would just stay in the house. I promised him that I wouldn't call or say anything to anyone or try to get away, and he actually believed it. He thought we were 'pals' then. So he went out to the hot tub and I quickly locked all the doors so he couldn't get back in. I ran to a room to find somewhere to hide but decided I was safe enough to stay where I was and call for help. I called 911 and told them everything. Then someone else was there with me, maybe a neighbor or something, and the guy was trying to get back in the door as the neighbor or someone blocked it. I was terrified that he would get back in so I held the door shut until one of my parents, my dad I think, came home. I told him what happened and we got in his car and sat there until the cops showed up. It seemed to take forever for them to arrive, but when they did come there was around six of them. I finally felt safe again..

Shopping
I had another dream about shopping for a birthday gift for my friend and I went to mayfair mall with one of my other friends to shop. I had a gift card to Victoria's Secret, which happened to be just a small makeup stand in a Khols, instead of a whole store. I had no idea what to get and my friend was helping me pick stuff out but I didn't really want to buy any of it. Then she just sort of ignored me and walked off to shop for some clothes and I followed her. I went to try something on so I sat in a waiting area with some other people from my school. They were laughing a little at me, I think because I was dressed in a hoodie and jeans while everyone else was dressed all fancy and 'cool'. I laughed to myself then and thought, "Yea well atleast I don't have to go shopping all the time and spend 1,000$ a month on clothes." I was happy the way I was.

So I've been joined to DV for almost 3 years now(woohoo!) and I've finally reached the point of having 100 dream entries!(woohoo!) And this one just happens to be about dying.(woohoo!)
Well actually this isn't really my 100th dream since I sometimes post more than 1 dream in a post.. but its still awesome!

I was at this place.. I'm not sure it it was a waterpark or just a pool area. There were two pools, one was huge with tons of swimming lanes and it also was a large wave pool. Then there was the smaller one, made just to be a wave pool with smaller waves than the main pool. The main pool had a super tall diving board in the last lane and it was the deepest part of the pool, reaching about 40 feet down. I'm scared of deep water(in real life too) but I told myself that it was just water and nothing would go wrong, so I climbed up to the top of the tall diving board and did this awkward flip thing off. I went way down to the bottom of the pool and ended up touching the bottom, which freaked me out a bit, knowing how deep I was. I got disoriented and couldn't swim to the surface for some reason, so I just layed there at the bottom and was just dying there. I felt a tug and was dragged up to the surface by one of the female lifeguards, who lifted me out of the pool and put me on the side. I could still hear and see almost everything going on but was apparently unconscious. Every one of the lifeguards was going crazy getting everyone out of the pool because it was standard precedure during an emergency. I saw one of the lifeguards dive back into the deep end of the pool just to make sure there were no other people drowning. I felt someone pounding on my chest and I coughed up some water and "came back" but was still sort of out of it. I just layed there on the ground next to the pool as everyone was still freaking out, clearing the pool, and calling 911. This is when my memory gets fuzzy. I think the paramedics showed up and surrounded me but I don't remember being taken away because the next thing I know, I'm standing by the smaller wave pool, ready to jump in. (hmm.. what a brilliant idea-go in a wave pool right after you almost drowned in another) I thought to myself "it would be a lot harder to drown in this smaller wave pool," and went in. Well, those small waves were more powerful than I thought. I got caught up in one and it sent me backwards and threw me, head first, into the man-made "shore." And then it happened all over again. I was unconscious but could still hear and see, there were lifeguards going crazy, etc etc. So.. yea.. that was interesting.

regular dreams: 9-6-10

The first two dreams are from several nights ago and they are kinda depressing/disturbing. I don't really know why I had these dreams, probably from watching too many scary movies or something. The last dream is from last night. I can't remember much so they are just fragments.

Rape
I don't know who's house we were at, mine or someone else's. There was this middle aged woman there, with curly brown hair. I was just standing there watching as this guy was creeping around the outside of the house trying to break in. I called the cops but the line was busy and they never came. The guy got in the house and raped her right in front of me. This happened multiple times, it was like the dream was repeating itself and I couldn't change the outcome.

My Suicide
I was in my room and I'm not sure why but I wanted to die. So I think I took some pills or maybe cut my wrists, I don't remember. There were some people trying to get in my room and help me but they couldn't. I knew that I wouldn't die no matter what because I think part of me might have known that I was in a dream and I can't get injured in dreams. So all I really remember is sitting on the floor in my room dying.. or not.

Late For Class
It was third block(hour, class, whatever) and I was at my locker talking to a friend. I had forgotten what class I had next and the time clock was counting down. I started freaking out and looked at my schedule and saw that I had accounting class next(I don't even take that class in real life) and it was downstairs. So I hurriedly walked to the back of the school and to the right to a staircase(even though there's not one there in real life) and got to class like 5 minutes after the bell rang. But it didn't matter because the teacher said he never takes attendance and didn't care. Then I realized that I might have early lunch instead of late so I didn't even know if I was supposed to be there.

regular/lucid dreams: 8-18-10

Exploding a Little Girl's Head LD(My first DEILD)

I was starting to wake up, and that's when I realized I was lucid. I decided to look down at my hands just for the heck of it, and I had more fingers than I normally would(unlike in my last lucid, which I had less fngers). Everything seemed really clear and life-like, so I was scared that I would wake myself up but I think I'm getting better at controlling that, because I became very stable. I was in my house again, and decided to go outside and experiment and have some fun. As I was walking out across my lawn, I would jump in the air and see how high I could float. One of those times I decided to jump and then flap my arms and "swim" up and see how far I could go. I got to be about 4 or 5 stories up I think when I started heading back down. I'm not too good with flying yet. So then I saw these two sisters walking down the sidewalk, the older one(8? years old) pushing the younger one(around 4) in a stroller. I don't know why, but I wanted to make the younger one's head explode, just for a quick experiment before I went on to do something else. I focused on her head and imagined it exploding. I did this for awhile, and nothing happened except the little one started crying and the older one got really mad at me. I must have lost lucidity after this because I don't remember anything else.


Killer

I don't remember the first part of this too clearly, so these are just some details. I was at my house with some older people, I don't rememer who, when some woman turned evil and wanted to kill me. She said that I "had to die." I ran to my dad's room and went on his bed and had an explosive in my hand that you would light up and the flame would go down the string uptil it reached the bomb part. When she came in, I tried to throw it at her but missed, then somehow got into the garage and tried again, but missed again and this time set the garage on fire. I had to get out of there, but she stood in the way of the door. I somehow managed to get out and on the roof. I saw an elderly couple walking towards the house as if nothing had happened, so I jumped off the roof down to them and kept screaming "CALL 911! CALL 911 NOW!!" but they kept saying "What??" like they couldn't hear me. I even screaming their ears but they still couldn't hear me! Then I ran to the bushes behind my house to hide and called 911 myself.

Then I met this other girl in the bushes who was wearing this huge puffy pink dress. I called her by what I thought was her name, but later found out that she changes her name 4 times a year, depending on the season. Anyways, we ran into the neighborhoods behind my house and it was around midnight or so. Every once in awhile, I would jump up really high in the air and go above the trees and houses just for the fun of it. At one time, one of my neighbors came out of her house and complained, but not at us. Apparently her car? or something was making noises and keeping her awake.

I don't remember what happened after this, but eventually I was back at my house and the next day, the cop finally showed up. He was cautiously going into the bushes, where I told him I was hiding. I went outside to tell him that I was fine and he was super late but couldn't find him.


Crash

Me and Ali were planning on going on a road trip to this really pretty island thing in the middle of Colorado(which was only like 1 or 2 state away when I looked at the map, but in reality its more than that). She said she could get us free plane tickets(we took the car anyway, so what's the point?). So I told my parents and they said it was okay. We were going to take my sister's car and we were going to take my parents with us and drop them off somewhere on the way to Colorado. On the way to pick up Ali, my dad went the wrong way and went to my other friend's house instead(I don't know why, because its super easy to get to Ali's house, it's close by mine). I told him to turn right at the next stop sign but he turned left, and we went into this section where there were snow covered hills that looked like mountains and the road was really curvy and went up and down. It was like a smaller version of the roads you would see in Colorado, and I thought it was really cool. Anyway, we eventually finally somehow got my friend in the car, and started driving to CO. The roads were really dangerous now. They were up really high in the sky, and there were tons of cut-offs that you could take and go the wrong way on accident, really sharp turns, and all the cars were going like 100mph. Ali was driving and I was nervous for her because, well, the roads were terrible! We were approaching a tight curve when two cars in front of us crashed into each other. Time seemed to stop, and everything was going really really slowly. The cars were just in front of us now, and it seemed like there was no way to get around. Then my mom told us to back up, so somehow I helped as we slowly backed up as everything around us was frozen. This way, the cars could go off the side of the road(there weren't any walls in this section, which was weird because why wouldn't there be walls on the CURVED section??) and fall back to Earth.. and die. So we did just that and it looked like we were going to be safe.. but then I woke up.


Gymnast in the Air

I was walking over this tall bridge/road thing when I saw an outdoor gymnasium. I looked down and saw some people down there practicing gymnastics. There was a billboard right by the bridge, and some girls from my school were on it, practicing(more like showing off) gymnastics on it with no safety ropes or anything. I don't know why, but I decided to go onto the billboard with them just to check it out. I somehow managed to get on it and saw more girls from my school doing gymnastics. One girl laid a balance beam(a floor one) down in mid air and started walking across it. I was really scared that she was going to fall off it, and I think I actually had to catch her and all the other girls at one point. They were hanging onto strings below me and I was holding them. It was really heavy but I had to hold on until I made it back to the bridge. I got back safely, but I think one of the girls died.

regular dreams: 7-19-10


Let's Have a Lucid!

(this is not the one that the title is referring too)

Me and my cousin Em and her dad were all in my basement, attempting to have lucid dreams. We had mats rolled out on the floor underneath the pool table and we were discussing how to have lucids. I think I fell asleep at one point, and may have had a dream within a dream. I don't know why I never bothered to do a reality check since we were talking about dreams and attempting to have a lucid one. I also remember my cousin wetting her pants for some reason..



The Killer Teenager Out to Get Me and The Death of An Innocent Teen

This dream was extremely long and vivid. Several times during the dream I woke up and fell back asleep.


I was at my house with my parents when some kids came over to my house. They were all teenagers, and I only got a good look at one of them. He had long black hair that went down to his shoulders and a black baseball cap on(He looked kind of what Criss Angel looks like now, only younger). I don’t know why, but they wanted to hurt me for some reason.

They came into my house and I told my parents to stop them. I can’t remember much from this part, but I do remember that they beat me up and my parents finally stopped them and they ran away. Those filthy scumbags.

Then, my parents told me that they were going to do some grocery shopping or something. I couldn’t believe that they were just going to leave me after all that had happened. The teenagers were still out there and they knew where I lived. I went into my dad’s room and tried locking the doors but one of the doors wouldn’t work. My mom tried to help me fix it but it didn’t work. They left anyway, and I started freaking out. I locked all the doors in the house and then locked myself in my room(even though in RL there’s no lock on the door). After awhile of sitting in my room, I decided to come out for some reason, I think I wanted to get something. I went into the living room and turned around to look out the kitchen door. The black haired kid was standing right at that door, looking in through the glass.

I started to freak out. I double checked all the doors to make sure they were locked, grabbed my phone, and ran into my room. I hoped that the guy didn’t see me grab my phone so that he wouldn’t know I was about to call the cops.

Then I woke up. I thought about trying to have a lucid dream, but I really wanted to continue on with this dream (even though it was scaring the hell out of me) and watch that stupid kid and his friends get arrested. But it didn’t exactly work like that.

“911 what's your emergency?,” some lady said on the other side of the phone. For some reason, she was so quiet that I couldn’t hear her. I had to ask her to repeat herself several times before I could finally make out the words. I wanted to be sure that I was calling the right number. “There’s this kid trying to get inside my house! He beat me up yesterday. Please send someone over now!” The lady replied “Okay, we’ll send someone over.”

I don’t remember a lot that happened next. I think the teenager and his friends came back, and some of my friends came over. We played this long game of cat and mouse. Sometime, we appeared to be at the park instead of by my house. I just remember running for a long time. He would occasionally catch up to me and grab me, but then he just sort of let me get away again. I was wondering why the police didn’t show up yet so I called them again and told them to send a police car immediately.

There was a huge group of people now. I didn’t know most of them or where they came from. We were on this balcony type thing in the park and the police still weren’t showing up. The black haired guy caught me again and I turned around to see a crowd of people, some sitting in bath tubs. My friend was one of them, just sitting there with a gun in her hand. I wondered if she was going to kill the guy who was after me. There was this guy in a bathtub across from her who was one of her friends. I don’t know why, but she held the gun up and just shot him in cold blood. I was in shock now. I watched the water in the bath tub turn red. Where the hell were the cops??? I looked for any sign of a police car. The park was right by a police station, so you would think that they would be here by now. I finally saw a police car come by and park by the scene and below the balcony. There was a policewoman and a policeman. They shouted “Everybody get down here!” or something like that.

I followed everyone down the stairs until we came to this circle of chairs. There were around 20 or so people sitting. “You could have gotten here sooner!” I shouted at the policewoman, who looked annoyed. Then I took a spot next to my friend who shot the guy. Everyone had blue cups in their hand with some kind of liquid and a tablet. The policewoman said something like “It will help with your headache.” I chewed and swallowed mine, and was relieved that it didn’t taste like anything. After everyone finished their drinks, we started talking about the accident. I think the policewoman said something like “Okay, raise your hand if you think Ali killed this man.” Everyone but Ali raised their hand, including me. Ali looked sad and kind of guilty. I don’t remember anything else we discussed in that little circle thing.

After that, everyone went home. I don’t know how I got home, but I appeared to walk in the door and my cell phone rang right away. It was Ali. “Did you tell your parents?” I asked her. She told me no. I walked into my room and my mom followed me. I was still in shock from what had happened. My mom said that I needed to wrap gifts for someone’s party. I told her no. I started crying on the phone with Ali and said to my mom “I can’t, I just can’t.”

Then I woke up.