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Trey died I'm in my childhood bed room. He was going to go out for the evening and I thought he had. The next morning I smelled something horrible I smelled death. I pulled back the covers of where Trey had been sleeping and to my surprise he was there his eyes where sunken in only two creases remined. His body seemed frail and smaller like that of a malnutritiond child. There was feces near his stomach. It was a wretched sight that tour my heart. I felt a panic of need of needing to tell everyone and I had not of yet fully believed what I was seeing although I knew the physical was unchangeable. Aha but if I in that moment would of realized the state of my consciousness I could of changed everything.
Im with Josh in the same room that Trey my brother is sleeping in. It looked just like Josh, he looked healthy and just like he did at the time of the accident. I wish i would of became lucid but it was not meant to be this time. I came to a realization the other day that thinking of the accident puts me in a past mindset a mind state of lack. Josh was alive and we had many happy memories and now I am having more in my dream state. That was the first dream with Josh that I can remember where we where happy and connected and kissed with the passion on knowing each others souls through and beyond time and space. Usually my dreams of Josh are connected to confusion of where he is and why he can't meet me. We have finally met in a neutral place ruled by light and love. Time does not exist here or here. The overlapping of dimensions can be witnessed through the bridge of our dreams.

These are fragments of a really cool and long non-lucid dream, which I have unfortunately mostly forgotten.


So I remember myself driving in a big street which is in my area, but I was controlling myself with keyboard. I wasn't actually seeing it or looking at a screen, but this experience is memorable. I was playing GTA:SA. So for fun, I stopped i front of people not letting them pass or hitting them. Inside the other cars I was seeing faces from superstars to my teachers at school. Suddenly, I died in the "game".

[Dream Skip]

Next, I see in my HUD that my money and my weapons are removed, so I go to the casino to recover them. For some reason the casino is a place you take back your weapons and money, not throwing it away!

So I was walking through walls and stuff as game glitches and I was ready to air-break, when I woke up!

Dream - Lucid

I was giving my old cats, Ziggy and Pounce, to my old manager, Virginia. The room we were in had tons of black cages on the floor with animals in them. They were to be put to sleep; it's why I was giving my cats to Virginia...they were old and sick (IWL both had to be put down, Ziggy when I was 15, and Pounce just last year). I handed the kitties over to Virginia. She seemed very professional and emotionally detatched from the job (I suppose you'd have to be, wouldn't you?).

Then, I remember walking into my grandparents' house, though it didn't resemble any house I've actually seen before. I went through a couple of rooms, and found them in a wooden room. They were having a huge sale inside their house that had been going on for a long time, day in and day out. They were just getting rid of what seemed to be old junk that was all displayed, lined up on a wall by some windows. I saw Barbie-like figurines, an old Walkman CD player, among other things. People were coming in and buy them for garage sale prices. I think there were also some animals in cages here too, I remember seeing some puppies or small dogs; they were for sale as well. I saw someone, a man, pick up and buy the old Walkman, and something else from one of the bins.

I then saw Virginia again, and asked her about my cats, and if they'd been put down yet. I asked her while not making eye contact, because I was trying not to show her it was a tough subject, and it did hurt me. She told me that they had, saying one had just recently been put down. I don't remember what else we said, if anything. The animals at my grandparents' were somehow connected to what Virginia was doing.

Then, I was going through some more things to put out for my grandparents' sale, some more old Barbie doll type toys. I noticed that there were some on display already, and someone had made it so one of the Barbies looked like they were making out with a Ken doll. The Barbie was bent backwards, and the Ken was leaning in and "kissing" her. I kinda didn't know how they were even standing up that way, but I let it be for the time being; I'd fix it later.

I started to set out some small dog figurines. There were some that were already up there with the Barbies, but I guess I had some other ones. I remember specifically setting out a small, black, fluffy dog, that kind of looked like a Pekingese with a haircut. Its tongue was hanging out.



Like that, except for it was black. And also a toy.

I got out some more figurines, I remember one that wasn't a Barbie at all, but it looked like an old McDonald's toy, some superhero or supervillain. I then fixed the Barbie that looked like it was making out with Ken so they were both standing upright and not "kissing".

I remember thinking that though the stuff I was setting out was mine, I wasn't sure if I'd be getting the money for it, of if my grandparents would be. I figured it would be my grandparents, and I was ok with that.

-Adallia the Mystery-

I was at my high school, there was a large commotion filled with ambulances, police cars and... moving vans. Still, I was but a teenage girl, in this dream at least. I was a brown-haired, short-short teen who seemed a bit bitchy, to say the least, and for some reason, I needed to get into the room that the officials seemed to be protecting the most, and so I was able to walk right on by, easily too. As I walked to the room, I kept hearing something about this girl Adallia. Something about her being either dead or missing, or both. I went into the room, who I assumed was Adallia's. Inside, there was just a bunch of boxes, almost like instrument boxes, though I walked outside, looking at the night street corner and suddenly seeing a young female's lifeless body in my vision, snapping back and forth over and over again, only at different angles. I could only see her body and the environment around her. I screamed loudly, everyone stared, I screamed "It's Adallia! All I can see is Adallia!". After that, I only remember seeing a view of the arm of a fallen dead person, pale and lifeless with a glove on that represented a fox's paw of some sort, something about how Adallia was still alive and that this was only a cod to cover up another murder she committed. That didn't explain why I could only see her body, or someone's body.

I was horrified.

This is a nightmare I had a few nights ago.

I was holding a young girl, an infant, in my arms. I was inside a building when a man pushed me into a room, slammed the door, and locked it. Inside, I saw a woman cowering in a corner, sobbing so violently she was shaking. I heard something being released through small rifts in the floor, and I felt suffocated. I was in a gas chamber. (Just to let you know, I was 20 ish in the dream. Six years older than I am now) I held the baby against my chest and fell to my knees, not wanting this baby to die. She cried and cried until I shushed her, calming her. They opened the door and took her from me, and I heard her screaming. The other woman lay dead before me. I stared in horror at the corpse before screaming for them to give her back to me. The baby, that is. The man from before laughed and kicked me hard in the abdomen, causing me to fall backwards.

From this point on, it was like I was outside my body, watching the proceedings from afar. I saw him laugh as a woman ran up, a large wooden beam in her hands. She drove it through my stomach, and I heard a myself cry out, blood trickling from my mouth. She pulled it out of me, making blood spill EVERYWHERE. She drove it in again...and again....and again. I was begging for death. She laughed, torturing me until there was so much blood around me I thought I had to be completely drained. I saw her drive the stake into my heart, and, hearing myself softly grunt, I watched my body slump forward.... dead. In the background, I heard a child crying until silence came and I woke up.


Note: This is the first time I've ever seen myself die in a dream.

Dream - Lucid

I was in some weird, mostly white, circular room. It looked kind of like a lounge or something. It was supposed to be DV I think. There was a big pillar in the middle of the room. Lots of people were milling about. The Sandman was the one I remember by name. The rest, I'm not sure who they were.

I was very suspicious of The Sandman, and many of the other men there, mainly the people who were supposed to be The Sandman's male friends. I remember him and his friends being older men, and his friends being in business suits. The Sandman, however, resembled my dream guide, having shoulder-length brown, scruffy hair, and a mustache.

Anyway, I was suspicious of him and his friends, because there was a murder, and I suspected one of them. I would listen to them talk and stuff. I think they knew that I knew I suspected them, so that made me even more anxious about the whole thing.

I was then driving through my neighborhood, towards the entrance/exit. It was nighttime. A possum ran out in front of me on its hind legs. I started saying "Get out of the way, possum!" and stuff like that (like I do IWL ), and I narrowly missed him. I then saw a bunny and her babies in someone's yard that had just crossed the road. I was nowhere near hitting them. But then, more started to appear, mostly baby bunnies. They were all scattered in the road, and I was so afraid to hit them. It eventually was to the point where they were EVERYWHERE. I remember hearing one of the bunnies "screaming", as if they were in terrible danger. It sounded like a loud cat's meow.

I then was out of the car, and kneeling at the side of the road by someone's yard next to a bunny family. I remember lots of white baby bunnies at this point. I went to touch the mamma bunny, and accidentally touched one of the babies, who was apparently a newborn, because it felt slimy, warm, and hairless. I was afraid that now, the mamma bunny would reject the baby.

I was then washing my hands in my bathroom at my house. I finished, and saw a white baby bunny in my sink. How it got there was beyond me. I thought maybe he had been stuck to my hand or something, and I hadn't noticed. It looked dead at first, but upon further examination, I discovered that it was still alive, but barely. I looked down at the small, slightly damp bunny, and asked
"Are you dying?"
The bunny nodded.
I then either asked if it knew where its mamma was, or if there was anything I could do, and it shook its head no.

I then was in the DV place again, only this time, it was a section that had an indoor pool. I was getting angry at The Sandman's friends, though now, they looked like older teens/in their 20s. I remember one having a shaved head. I tried to flip them off, but my finger just wouldn't work right. I had to pry it up with my left hand, and still, I couldn't hold it up. Ugh, so frustrating! I was walking after them, still yelling and being angry, when they went through this purple set of doors that just seemed to appear out of nowhere on the wall. The doors had windows on them, and I could see them peeking through the windows, looking at me. I then decided to moon them. I knew I'd probably get in trouble with someone, but it was going to be so worth it. I turned around and pulled my pants down, and exposed my bare ass to them for a second or two before I pulled them back up and walked away, not looking back at all to see their reaction. I felt really, really satisfied with myself. I was thinking about the small birthmark on my butt and whether or not they saw it.

I then was heading over towards my friend Courtney, who was in the pool I believe. She was trying to leave; she was moving away (she just moved to Ohio IWL). I almost felt like she was trying to get away from me. She went up the ladder to get out. I talked to her a bit. She was disappointed in me for mooning those guys (she had seen the whole thing from her spot in the pool). But the conversation started to get much friendlier.

~

I was on campus at my old college, walking into the cafeteria area where I had that last job that didn't work out. I had no idea why I was going in there; I didn't want a confrontation with any of the employees. The restaurant I worked at was right next to the entrance, and in the hallway right outside, there's a door that goes into the back area of the restaurant. An additional hallway that doesn't exist IWL was there too. It's hard to describe in words.

Anyway, I walked into the cafeteria area, and saw that it was very vacant. It must be around 10am, when many of the restaurants are still trying to open up. There was a fat lady whom I didn't recognize at the cash register. She was wearing a black shirt, and looked to be about middle aged. Her darker blondish hair was up in a short ponytail. Whew, someone I didn't work with or recognize. I figured she was my replacement. I then wondered if everyone else I had worked with, including my manager since I didn't see her, had also quit (wouldn't be surprised...the turnover rate there is very, very high IWL). As I turned to look directly at the fat lady, I fell down onto the floor.

I then walked in the back. I didn't even know why I did it in the dream. I thought that the people back there would recognize me, and that I wasn't supposed to be back there. However, I don't remember even seeing any people back there. It was vacant, like the dining area.

Then, again, I was suspicious of a murder, but it was in a different setting: My house. The Sandman was no longer involved, but people who resembled his older friends from the last dream were still there. I was super suspicious. The guys would apparently come to my house sometimes and chat with my mom. They worked with and really supported my dad.

I then remember being in the car with the suspected murderer, a middle-aged man with a shaved head. He was driving, and I was in the passenger's side seat. I hinted that I knew he was the killer.

I was then in the porch, and I walked out into the kitchen. There was a girl there, one that looked to be a bit younger than me, so probably about 20-22 or so. In the dream, I knew her, but not too well. We were talking, and I started to talk about Emilee, a girl I went to high school with who was killed in a drunk driving accident a few months ago IWL. Emilee had apparently been really close to this girl. Her eyes started to water as I talked about her. Mine did as well; it was a very tragic topic. I told her that I had to serve Emilee's alleged murderer every day at the coffee shop (I guess I still worked there in the dream). IWL the man behind the wheel of the car she was in was her age, and has many charges stacked against him. In the dream, it wasn't a car accident, but she was the victim of a cold-blooded murder. And the man who did it was the guy I confronted in the car, the one who helped my dad. I think I was one of the only ones who suspected him.

I then was in the living room with my mom. I was sitting on one of the red chairs we have in there. I squatted down onto the ground and lowered my voice as I started to talk. I asked her if she thought this bald guy, whom I called Drew (it was supposed to be my IWL acquaintance, Drew D.) who was now peeing in the bathroom (I could hear him peeing), was the killer. She said yes, but she also said he really backed my dad financially. I told her I had confronted him about it. I then heard him start to pee in the toilet again. I then thought about me being the next victim, my name being in the headlines as "The Anderson's girl" being killed.

I got out of bed and looked out of the window. Some people were driving by the house, and I told them that my pops had already gone to the wake. The guy drove off, almost running into my ditch. I "went back to bed".

Woke up...there's a girl in my bed. She's about 5'3 110 black straight hair light skinned....black, small breasts...like an A cup, but booty for days! OH, and she's naked. I need to do this chick. She's sleep so i start sliding her up the bed towards me...okay maybe she's a 120 cause it's a little harder than expected. Once I pulled her up, she woke up. She started playing with me, and I tried to enter her...but it felt like I couldn't put it in! It was like she still had clothes on or something blocking it. Everything goes to black...and I can still feel her touching me as I try to insert my junk but it's a no go.

Woke up...headed outside. My brother was there. He's telling me how he found some liquor in my room, and he put it in the utility room. I was like "I might as well turn it up then. I was going to look for it, but I noticed the dryer was out on the carport. WTF....bro was acting weird too...doesn't ever curse and he was.....A hearse pulled up next door, and I guess they put the body of my friends dad in it.....but it was weird. They put him in on a stretcher, and the body was still moving. I've seen dead bodies before, and they always look like they're still breathing, but it was beyond that. His hands were moving, and he even braced himself when they slammed the stretcher in there. WTF...it's not even him. It's some lady.

None lucid,though my last dreams were more vivid again,though sadly,none were lucid.
Dream from last week:
I was at my parent's friends house,everything was bright,and as I was going upstairs my parent's friend fell on the floor,and as I turned back he was dead with blood all over.Everybody was surprised,and my dad said "Oh,that was unsuspected".

Dream From Tonight:
There was a guy from my class,Emma Watson as his friend/crush and her mother was Liv Tyler(they were not their real selves,but I'll call them by their real name,for convenience's sake.Liv owned a bookstore in a small town on USA.Emma invited the guy to see it,and I remember the bookstore from another dream.Upstairs,there was some small sculptures made by Liv,and this time I was with them,and both me and the guy said one of the sculptures was cute.I soon vanished,and the scenery changed.They were outside,the guy followed Emma as she got a cheese grater from a car and was about to attack something.

This was a bad, and scary dream... I was walking through some sort of mansion or castle or something, like a big house. I was running from something and I ran and hid in a room, but could still see into the hallway. A door then opened in the hall that I could see, and about 5-7 people came out into the hallway. They all had weapons, and seemed evil. But they also seemed kinda stupid because they didn't even bother to look into the room that I was in. One eventually did. A woman, who I guess kind of looked like my mom. I remember being back up against a section of the wall that had a window on it where I was, and the woman hit me with something that was a long piece of cylindrical wood with multiple and long sharp spikes coming out of 2 sides of it. I got hit in the left side of my neck with it hard, and didn't feel pain exactly, but I "felt" it. It felt like I was dying a few seconds after I was hit, and that the dream would end. But it didn't, and I came back to life. This happened multiple times before I started to realize I was invincible. Even so, after every time I was hit, I got that "dying" feeling. Then she got a bit of an attitude and stuck the weapon in the left side of my neck and jammed some other sharp object in the other side of my neck. I didn't die after that either. In fact, I actually escaped and ran down the hallway and then the dream ended.

This was a bad dream and all, but it was definitely interesting.

I rate this bad dream 4/5 awesome dances.

The following was typed up as soon as I woke so I'd remember the details. Before I paste it in here, I should point out that I am a female with no desire for a sex change lol. I also don't have any kids and I'm no longer married.

I lived in the future at a time when robotics were used to control almost everything. I was physically enhanced by them myself with extra strength, speed, hearing, and something which made it impossible for me to drown which will be significant in a moment. Everyone was connected to an internet type thing via an implant in their head as well.

In this dream I was a man, and my wife and 3 daughters were at this beach place. It was a river with a fake beach added, like what actually exists near me. However at the end of the river there was this tunnel where all the water was drained. I don't know where to.

I cant remember what but I had to do something so I told the kids to stay in the beach area and walked away. Somewhere during this, two of the kids, the youngest and the oldest, got swept away. I dove in after them. They were getting beaten up by the rocks and things on the path. I caught the youngest, but she was already beaten to near death. I tried to get to the oldest too but she was pulled into the drain.

I jumped out of the river up onto the high banks. The child was screaming in pain and I could feel her vertebrae in the wrong positions. Some were sticking out and her bones all were badly placed but not protruding through the skin. I shut off the pain center of her brain somehow using the implants, and she immediately fell into a coma-like sleep.

After I got her to shore I left her with her mother and returned. I was going to hunt for the other child, but she was gone. I was also sure the one I saved would die because she had a previous illness that had only been recently gotten over. I do not know what it was, but it was something she was born with that had been expected to be fatal.

I don't know what made me go looking for clues about what happened to her previously. I honestly have no idea why I went searching for this. But I then decided to find out more about her past. I went looking in this old trailer park we had once lived in. I think in the very early beginning I might have been here as myself. Anyway I found out she spent a lot of time with this neighbor named Jamal, so I went to see him.

Through a sort of memory sharing process I learned that he had been abusing the girl. He was laughing while he shared this. I don't recall the actual fight but I remember I left his body essentially crumpled into a ball on the floor. Then I left and suddenly I was a girl again. I was riding a bike in my nightgown when I passed this factory where implants were added to people. I pulled in and I was a guy again as I walked in.

Around me were in the tens of students getting implants. I was looking into some extras to add to the ones I had. Somewhere in here I became aware or remembered that I had served 2 weeks of time in a freezing jail, like they froze you solid for however long your sentence was. I was still worried about police catching me for killing Jamal so I don't know what for or really when.

I expected my daughters illness to make recovery impossible too so I was looking for something to help me to help her. I remember passing doors with labels on them each one telling what sort of implant you got in each room. I went in to get one, but I cant remember what they were. I ended up in the back of the place in almost a wilderness type area.

At this point my memory of the dream starts falling apart. I remember there was fruit growing on bushes, and I remember being terrified she was going to die before I got back. Then I was talking to my wife and I told her I was going to search for the body of our other daughter who had died. I was heading for the river when I woke up.

The third daughter was there only for a small bit at the beginning. After that she wasn't really mentioned anymore.

I dreamed that death had to come on a journey with me, at first all i saw was a hooded figure in a white cape with a scythe, he tells me he is the grim reaper, but for some odd reason i wasn't scared. he walks by me and takes off his hood, then i get this feeling like i know him from somewhere, i just cant shake the feeling how familiar he is. he was beautiful...tall, fair skin, jet black shaggy hair, toned, i asked him to look at me, and he wouldn't, so i grabbed his face with both hands to make him look at me, and .....those eyes...those deep blue eyes............i feel in love instantly. he hugged me as if it had been a hundred years since he last saw me.... a warm embrace and i never wanted him to let go. i felt this strong connection on like a spiritual level with this guy, a deeper connection then i ever thought i could hope for. it just felt like id known him my entire life and then some, like a past life

Dream - Lucid

I was in a dark cave, I think, and was with a group of other people. There was also this woman and her grown son, who was mentally retarded. We had brought both of them down for some reason; they were not conscious, at least the son wasn't. The "camera" zoomed out and showed me, and I killed the woman with a hammer-type thing. A little blood splattered onto the "camera", but not much. Apparently, me and this group of people then removed the woman's lips, and set them on top of the son's own lips. It showed us laying the pair of lips down on top of his. It looked flawless, as if they were his own lips.

Then, we were watching some movie in the cave. It was like Jurassic Park, but with a weird twist. The non-dinosaur themed theme park where everyone was opened up to another dimension, one where dinosaurs still existed. It then looked like they were in a desert, and a T-Rex ran up and started to chase everyone. The graphics looked really bad, like it was an old movie; the T-Rex was moving way too fast, and it looked like he was a computer image superimposed onto the desert scene. The T-Rex then ran by this line of people, and ate the head off of one of them, flinging the body aside. Then, it was like the T-Rex was chasing us, the movie-goers. He was running towards the camera.

I remember seeing a group of people sitting behind me, taking notes on the movie. I believe I was also taking notes.

I know I dreamed more than this, but I slept really hard last night, and can't remember many more details than that. On the upside, I needed the sleep pretty badly; insomnia has been kicking my ass to the curb lately. I feel a lot better today than I have for awhile. Yay for sleep!

So I was at a party of some sort, and everybody was having a good time, but me and a few other people could sense that something was going to go wrong. We were trying to kind of make sure everything was alright, but really weird thing were happening, like the pool would drain. Then more water would pour out of the back. and that happened two or three times. There was some hole in the ground that was man made, but I don't remember the justification for it. We made it for a reason, a long while before all this. But people were climbing down that, just to check it out, and some returned but others didn't. We tried to disallow people from going down there. Others were being killed in brutal ways. Eventually the water flooded the area and more people were being killed more easily. I tried to urge everyone to get out, and I did as well.
I got out really easily, and there was an out of control car/boat thing on this lake nearby. I jumped on that to see if anybody was alive on it, but it was empty. There was also a giant ship that was empty, but still going at high speeds on the water.
I was at that point trying to get to the shore. I got on the car boat thing that was farther inland than the boat, and tried to abruptly turn, and the waves slowly turned the large boat too. It turned easily as if some force was trying to kill me with it. But I managed to get around it, and made it to land.
I was just trying to rush to somewhere safe, which turned out to be some music lounge, and there was a private room and I sat in there. I tried everything I could to see if my girlfriend was okay, but I couldn't find anything. And then I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house. It was like I was in a video game, and I was lucid. I don't remember at what point I became lucid, I just remember that I was.

I went into the piano room. It was very dark. I walked up to the piano, and faintly saw my mom sitting there, playing, though I didn't hear any music. I sat down on the piano bench next to her. She stopped playing. For some reason, I thought she was going to be upset with me. Instead, she put her left arm around me and hugged me. We pulled away, and in her mouth, I saw a light blue pacifier.

~

I was, again, in a video game. I was with my mom, dad, and my cat, though I'm not sure if my brother was there or not. We were outside in a field with trees, like a more realistic, less blocky-looking Minecraft. The sky was blue, but it didn't look sunny. My dad was holding something the whole time, I think it was my cat.

Also with us was JP. I didn't know how we got into this situation with him, I didn't know why he was there. He was being his sly, charming, shady self, and for some reason, we were following him around. I kept wanting to tell my dad that JP was bad news, but I didn't want to do it in front of JP, in fear that he would hurt me or my family. I was surprised my dad couldn't tell something was wrong with him, since he's a psychiatrist. Maybe he did, but had the same fear as I.

At some point, we met JP's dad, whom I've never actually met IWL (I don't think he ever met him either, actually). He had the shaggy brown hair and mustache, but he looked a bit different than my guide, I think. I only ever saw him at a distance. I want to say he was in some other "dimension" of the world.

We were then underneath some white stone pavilion. JP wanted access to the "rainbow realm", and my dad had the means to get there. I knew it was bad, bad news if JP had access to that world for some reason. But my dad gave him what he needed anyway. All I had wanted my dad to do was pull his gun and kill him, but I knew JP had a gun too, and I didn't want anyone else to get hurt who didn't have to. I then watched as JP put together the rest of his portal or whatever it was, and he was surrounded by a rainbow glow. I think it made him more powerful.

We were then in what was supposed to be the "rainbow realm", but it looked the same as the original dimension, save for JP's dad was there too. The next thing I knew, we were running from them. My mom and I were both holding a different Belle (my cat). The one mom was holding was white, like IWL Belle is, and the one I was holding was a smoky grey with some brown speckles mixed in. As we ran, JP and his dad threw knives at us. One hit the Belle that mom was holding. My mom tossed her dead body aside. As she did, I saw the body as it came by me. I saw the stab wound, and the cat was no longer white, but looked like the one I was holding.

I was getting tired; my legs felt like they were going to give out. JP's dad, the one pursuing me the most, threw a knife at me that narrowly missed. I then tripped and fell, exhausted. As I fell, to save the cat, I tossed her aside and hoped she ran away. JP's dad closed in on me, though I kept trying to crawl away.

I woke up before he caught me.

~

I was in my house in my brother and I's bathroom. There was something inside the shower behind the half-closed curtain, but I wasn't sure what it was. I took a brown Kroger shopping bag with some objects in it, and hit it, whatever it was; I never saw what I was hitting. I then saw Belle, my cat, come out of the shower. She looked like she had a little nick in her fur on her neck, but there was no blood or anything. She was just fine. I pet her a bit.

I then walked into some gym-type room with lots of exercise machines. Not where I needed to be, and as I was leaving, I saw a ton of machines on the wall, as in suspended on the higher parts of the wall. On one of them, an exercise bike I believe, I saw someone I went to high school with named Jason.

I was then back at my house. I went into my parents' bedroom. None of the lights were on, but it wasn't pitch dark, just kind of dim. I started to go into the bathroom, when I saw two white cats that looked like Belle right outside of it, one pouring blood from a wound in her head/neck area, and the other dead, her eyes lifeless and cloudy. I touched the dead one, who looked more like a kitten than a full-grown cat, and her body was cold. I looked to the other, a more grown up cat, and she was trying to keep walking on, trying to keep going despite the bloody gash in her head. I started to get very upset, because not only was a cat dead and the other critically wounded, I knew I had done it when I hit the thing in the shower. I knew it, and I knew that the Belle that I pet in shower did not get hit. It was weird. I started yelling for my brother to call someone so we could get this cat to the animal ER. I didn't have very high hopes of her making it.

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I was at some house party with a bunch of people I didn't know. It was nighttime. I had been talking with some guy right outside the house, and apparently, I was being a smartass. In fact, I was an asshole apparently, according to everyone at the party. I don't think I was trying to be, really, I was just coming off that way.

They all started to kind of gang up on me, calling me a jerk and stuff, telling everyone who didn't know that I was a jerk. I took it by being a smartass back to them. Then, I decided to be nice and polite to everyone instead.
"I can be nice too," I said.
The main guy whom I had been talking to before said something like "Oh yeah?" back.
I then started to reintroduce myself to everyone with a huge, genuine smile on my face.
"Hi, I'm Krista, it's nice to meet you!" I said to the people around me, each individually, shaking their hands. That seemed to be working!

I then remember being inside the house for a little bit.

Then, outside again, I introduced myself to a guy that looked like Jonah Hill. I think someone brought him up to me so he could meet me. We chatted for awhile, and started to kind of like one another. I knew he was kind of getting a crush on me.

We then were on a brown, wooden boat on this very big lake. Things started to get Minecraft-y here (so who can guess what game I've been playing lately? ). The boat kept almost overturning, and then, I fell out of the boat. The water was very, very cold. So cold, my legs were going numb, and I could barely move them. The guy who looked like Jonah Hill (I'm just gonna call him Jonah from now on) helped me out of the freezing water and back into the boat.

The boat then overturned, and we both fell out. I remember being underwater and seeing him. I was trying to reach him before he went over a waterfall that was not far from us. The current would take us there if we weren't careful.

I then pulled out a dirt block (Minecraft) so I would float, and while underwater, picked up another dirt block, and swam more quickly to Jonah, who was heading straight for the waterfall. I gave him the dirt block so he'd float too, and pulled him to safety.

Then, we were back at the house where the party was, and he cutely asked me if he could have my number. I smiled and said
"Yeah! Hold on, let me go get my phone."
I went back in to get my phone.

Then, I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was watching something happen at a volcano. It was supposed to be some show. The host, a man, was using the volcano to help people. But the last person he helped, another man, had gotten killed by the eruption. There was a girl, the man's daughter, whom was about my age, telling me about it all, wanting someone to get him to stop before he killed someone else. That dad wasn't completely naive to the deaths, but he felt like it was doing more good than bad.

I remember being in Jake's apartment. I think that's where the girl lived.

~

I was looking at Facebook, scrolling through my timeline, and saw back to where I had a friend request from one of my old professors (we are Facebook friends IWL). I didn't know who he was at first, so I posted his profile picture, the back of what was supposed to be his head, covered in brown hair and looking in a mirror, but the mirror reflected the back of his head again. Next to the picture, I put his name, and wrote "Who is CH?". It didn't have any responses. Then, I saw that I figured it out and accepted his friend request.

At some point, I remember having to go on a trip somewhere. I was excited, but I couldn't figure out what clothes to pack, since all my white camisoles were dirty, and most of the clean shirts I had required I wear a white cami underneath.

There was more to these dreams, but I didn't really sleep a whole lot. My insomnia is back in full-swing (stressful week ahead -_-).