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I was no one until I became a prince

I remember that I was waiting for my childhood friend since our mothers had decided to let us meet, without telling us about it first. My friend was late so I went outside the mall for a walk. But as soon as I stepped outside the building I felt dizzy and every step I took made me feel even worse. It even felt like I was going to vomit or even faint as I tried to get to my way back into another entrance of the mall. Just right outside of the entrance I felt so ill, so I sat down on all four and that’s when I threw up. In front of other people. They looked at me, saying things and then kept on walking. I got up and noticed that I felt way better! But now I needed to freshen up before meeting my old friend so I went to one of the bathrooms but there were so many other girls a head in the line. When it was finally my turn I took a shower and then got escorted to the meeting by my dad and sister.

They opened the door to a large room, this is when I noticed that we were not in the mall anymore. Everything and everyone looked like they were taken straight out from the 1600s, even my friend had changed. She had a beautiful pink dress, with blushy cheeks and a white wig. She looked so shy this is also when I noticed something strange about my own appearance.
But instead of wearing a dress I had male clothes and a white wig. Everyone was referring me as the prince and wanted me to dance with my childhood friend. I took her hand and bowed very gracefully. She smiled. I glanced at her and then at everyone else. They looked at us and I could tell someone even whispered that we were such a lovely couple.

This is were I thought the whole thing was really odd and woke up.




Note: Me and my childhood friend was bestfriends in the past but as we became older we just grew apart. We would talk everyday and now I don't even see her once a year even though we live 5 minutes in walking distance away from each other.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Strength: Faint
Type: Scary-Solid
Lucidity: No

Haven't had notable dreams lately. When I do, they aren't as vivid as they usually are. Go figure. I start a dream diary and I stop having dreams. I'm almost hoping for nightmares.

Anyway, as fain as this one was, I'll try to give it the best description possible. I was somewhere in the mountains, strapped to a table with some kind of force preventing my escape. I don't recall if I managed to escape or if I was tortured there, but I remember a strong sense of terror. I also had the faint idea that I had been there a long time, perhaps my entire life.

I might start trying lucid dreaming to see if I can trigger a more vivid dream, but I see that as a last resort. I will turn to it if these weak dreams persist, though.

It's evening at a summer camp, and I feel incredibly bored. My brother invites me to play video games with him, so I go to the living room of our house and join. It's some sort of superhero fighting game with SNES-level graphics, and I play as Wolverine against his Hulk. The cartoons have a good level of violence, with blood flying as my Wolverine claws dig into the Hulk's skin. Eventually I get bored again and wander outside.

I find a book of idea for things to do when bored just lying on the ground. I pick it up and start flipping through (yet another failed RC). One of the ideas is shooting a watch battery with a nail to produce some sort of cool reaction; the book warns that after the 41st nail is shot at any battery, both objects are coated with a slow-acting contact poison. I proceed to idly shoot the battery 42 times, watching sparks and corrosive fluids form, then touch the damn thing. Nothing happens immediately, but in a minute or two my left arm feels incredibly numb. I look down at it, and the skin is turning a sickly shade of blue (failed finger RC). I run to the camp's bathroom, but faint out of the dream.