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Rane was showing me how to change just the backgrounds of art from some manga. I found a pretty blue and white patterned background, but when she applied it to the picture it only filled it with white except for the chest down of one character and half the head down of another character beside them.

At grandma’s house, mom wants me to stay but I don’t want to. And she wants me to play an MMORPG where the character options are all weird monsters - the one I choose is a floating eyeball with long eyelashes. You choose different worlds. Melly tells me what ones she was told to stick to. I find the game boring and want to go with mom.

-Sneaking around our house because I’m not supposed to be there, I hurry and turn off the kitchen light when I hear dad coming and I go to my room (which is actually just the next room over in the dream). Maybe that’s when the computer part happens?

Note: It should have been me showing Rane how to use that program, since I’m the tech savvy one!

A major recurring theme in my early teenage years was of being in school but also being hidden inside a large cardboard box (I was not a shy person in real life, though, but in my dreams these were grades that were still a few years off yet, such as grades nine or ten in the high school). Sometimes the box had a small rectangular window (perhaps inspired by the “Don’t Open Till Doomsday” episode of “The Outer Limits” I saw at a very early age), but other times, no way to see out.

Some recurring events were:

Being a “hero” by somehow stopping a crime in the school but still being inside the box the whole time - and no one knowing what I looked like. In some cases, this was a bully, in other cases, an adult robber (but why would anyone rob a school - with no larger amounts of money in a safe, as a robber claimed in one version of my dream).

Playing harmless practical jokes on the teacher by acts such as taking a stapler from her desk and her not knowing there was someone inside the box, which, I think in most cases, was for a large air conditioner or some such.

Somehow kissing a girl (including on the legs) without her understanding that there was a person inside the box.

Falling out a second or third-floor window yet not getting hurt. In most cases, the box somehow kept its rectangular shape even though it was not that thick.

These dreams mostly stopped when I actually was in the higher grades at school.

I'm walking through the very crowded breezeway at my old elementary school. Though obviously visible, I'm trying desperately to not be seen. From head to toe my body is covered in black clothing. I stop walking when I see two of my cousins. They haven't seen me, so I run to the flight of stairs next to the office and don't look back.

Dream Fragment 1: I'm standing really close to a man who looks like John Barrowman (an actor). We're in an aisle of a store. He looks so upset and I feel really apologetic. He moves closer to me and smiles.

I'm running down a street with someone. It's a street that I know. I can't see the persons face. We slow down and are walking together, keeping very close. I am constantly looking around me. A black SUV drives past us and then slows down. I instantly get a bad feeling and grab the person's hand. We start running. We cut across yards and jump over fences until we are lost. I see a closed off, square place with a little opening. I pull the person inside with me. The walls around us are concrete and no one can see us. I sit in a corner, away from the opening, with my legs spread open. I pull the person down in between my legs, their back against my chest and my arms tightly around their waist. My chin rests on their shoulder and the person relaxes into me. We wait for a while in silence. A black dog then walks into the small space and looks at us. He comes close and starts licking our faces. I pet the dog.

I'm walking towards my bedroom door, I open it and turn the corner towards the kitchen/living room. I see my dad, He didn't hear or spot me, yet. I quietly sneak back into my room, turn off the light & lock my door. I lay in my bed & grab m y phone, I try to contact my mom with it but it isn't working. I feel anxious & need to contact her because I feel he'll come to my door any second now. Suddenly I see a blueish cell phone light beaming from under my door. I instantly know it's him, he's on the floor staring at me so silently & it's horrifying. I realize he can probably see my cell phones light shining on my face so I quickly pull it under the covers with me to kill the light. It seems as though he is staring at me for an eternity. I pretend to be asleep and then he tries to calls my phone but I quickly turn it off. Then he becomes furious, and starts thrashing on my door. He was actually succeeding in almost getting my door open somehow, so I jump up out of my bed & cover the bottom of my door with my shoes & some of my dumbbells. I think he might try to steal my dumbbells so I move them at an angle to where I'm confident he can't take them. Then he tries to get in again so I get on the floor & lean my back against the door & put my feet against my dresser so he can't push me forward with the door, but I worry he might be able to push both me & the dresser forward. I notice that out of nowhere an old nokia brick cell phone appears next to me on the floor & starts ringing. I look, & it's my mom. I answer & then quickly hang up so my dad can't hear, but I know that now I have her number. I quickly text her, I realize looking into the phone screen that it's like a clear sphere, like trying to text on a screen on a clear green light glowing marble & this makes it difficult. I text her something along the lines of "Help me, lord farqwad snuck into the house and is trying to get me!". At this action he seems to dissipate whilst making angry defeated noises.

I'm not sure what order these come in, which makes me realize I need to add in a number peg in the future to keep dreams in order. One that can't be mistaken as being part of the dream itself, I mean. =P

Dream 1: Me and mom were at my sister's, and we ask about a puppy, only to hear that Duke (her biggest dog) has killed it. As Mom and my sister talk, Duke comes up to me and starts nipping at my hand. I say, "Duke is biting me!". Just then, he takes a big chomp. I'm crying out, but mom isn't even paying attention, still just chatting away. I think I had a visible, bleeding wound.

Dream 2: Me and a guy are running in a gym. We're running so fast, it's amazing. I think we come around this bend and stop, and someone is coming. For some reason, I have to hide, so I crouch down and walk around a wall partition to leave.

Dream 3: I'm in the shower and see little black pellets near the drain. One of them is bigger and starts moving, and I realize it's a round, fat bug. I back away, and use the overhead to start spraying them away.

Notes: I'm not sure when to consider things as dream signs now. Children and animals will inevitably be on the list though, I guess I can go ahead and start bolding them. And stores. And vehicles...

...Ok... I was in my house with my parents and all I remember is that I was hiding in the bathroom from my mom for some reason. It was all dark and stuff, and the dream involved me just hiding in there, and not really doing anything.
But, I remember, After a while I was watching TV. There was a movie playing. It showed a man and woman flying straight up a clear tube, like an alien elevator or something. Weird stuff happened to them as they were flying. First, they were all normal... Next thing I know they're a weird glob of light skin colored worms, kind of like some sort of brain, then they're both a red sphere... Weird...
That's all I remember from this dream. ._.

So I haven't been keeping a dream journal all month. Mostly because I mainly wanted to use this site but my internet connection was being unreliable. Luckily I can remember a few cool dreams.

July 25th

Mostly non-lucid. Had a very severe nightmare. A terrifying beast with long dirty hair and dead eyes was tormenting. Could talk. Had a horrible woman's voice. Would not let me wake up. Multiple false awakenings. Was in weird sleep paralysis state.

July 27th

Completely non-lucid. Had a dream involving Osezo, Setaron, a girl I had just met that day that we'll call Ace and several of Osezo's friends that I only barely know. At first, we were all in an odd circular house. Just hanging out. Then Ace and I were wondering in a city that resembled New York City. We found a building with a huge door. Had a big colorful neon sign. We went in and then were selling a bunch of Japanese food products. Ace said that Osezo and Setaron were trying to find us and that we should hide from them. We went out the back and were in this chain-link fenced area.We went under the fence and were out in a road. Ace had disappeared. I walked on the street a little and found a blood splatter. The dream then had a very "noir" vibe. Woke up shortly after this.

July 28th

Non-lucid. Somehow Batman related. Remember running across rooftops and fighting people. Very excited feeling dream.

This dream is a weird one.

I start off departing a flying saucer with a group of aliens. One of them is my father I think. All the aliens are white and sort of egg shaped, but still have facial features and limbs. We go to some area that's invisible to humans. There's a glass wall where we can see humans walking by. This area looks like a giant living room, and there's a bunch of random furniture that's all facing the same direction. Some aliens are hiding behind this furniture. Humans continue to walk by, and a slightly chubby little boy looks right at me, and he sees me some how. He starts freaking out, and I don't remember what we do with him.

Then my memory fast forwards me to the living room in my house. I'm with an alien that I think is my father. There are humans coming into the house, and we hide inside a cupboard that doesn't exist in waking life. The last thing I remember is trying really hard to squeeze in there, and feeling proud of myself and very safe once I do. My alarm went off and I didn't get a chance to finish the dream.

I'm at a school, but not a student or staff. There is a school play being organized at the main hall. For some reason I put on one of the outfits, thinking I might have to cover for someone. There are security guards there now and I don't want them to know who I am. The play starts and I try to find a place to change back to my clothes. A bathroom would do, but the guards are checking them. The ones that have been checked are taken, so I wait for them to go over the next few before getting in. I want to go to one that has been checked so that it will take time for them to get back to it.

11-04-12
Around 5:30am

Hiding
Genre: Random
Non-Lucid

First thing I remember was that I am in a different time period and a different world from what it is today. I believe I am in either the Game of Thrones world or the Skyrim world. I was in a house, which was a large amount of distance away from anything else. With me was three other people, one man and two woman. I don't remember who they are at this point though. I get the feeling that we are hiding one of the girls from someone. Next thing I remember is that I am looking out of a window, with a pair of binoculars. I see someone in the distance, I can't tell if it is a man or women, all I know is that he/she is wearing a red jacket. I can tell this is the person we are hiding from.

I tell the other guy in the house to go get the girls and go upstairs. We start to panic, he takes one of the girls up the stairs while I try to convince the other girl to come. I believe this is the girl that is hiding from that person on the road. She decides that she is going to run, and see if she can get away. She goes and I head upstairs, just incase the person on the road decides to check the house out. I remember I a set of keys which are used to lock the bedrrom doors. I head upstairs and go into the room. I close the door and try to lock it. It takes me a couple of tries, the lock has now changed from a regular lock to a lock you would see on a bathroom stall. I finally lock it and turn to the other two.

The two are sitting on the bed, and I get the feeling that the man is my brother, I don't know why though. The women tells me that she just got a text from the person on the road. I turned around, and the door wasn't there anymore. Instead, the door had turned into just a thin plank of wood going across where the door would have been. I wake up at this point.

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11-04-12
Around 7am

Attempted Murder
Genre: Action
Non-Lucid

I am in my old college, I think. I am in my old Psychology lecture. The class becomes really boringthat I resort to doodling on my paper. I am getting worried that the lecturer will notice me because I am not supposed to be there. The lecturer asks a question, and a girl that I know answers the questions. But she is in the back of the lecture, so the lecturer has to move to see her, and she moves to just in front of my desk.

I decide to wait until the break, before I leave. Once the break comes, I begin to leave. Next thing I remember is being in an argument with someone I don't know. The argument eventually escalates and we begin fighting. I start to get the better of him, but then he decides to take a knife out. I decide to get the hell out of there, because I don't plan on dying in college. The guy chases after me and corners me in a stairwell. He lunges at me with the knife, but I manage to grab his wrist and force him back. Suddenly, a police woman shows up and helps. I notice she looks like Louisa Lytton.

Now, I can leave. But as I walk out the door, I realize I have left my bag in the lecture hall. So, I decide to run to the room to get in, so I'm there before the lecturer comes back. I get to the room, I take a quick look inside to make sure she is not there, she's not so I go in and get the bag. I walk down the corridor with the my bag, and take corner carefully incase the lecturer is around the corners. She's not but I now notice I am in my old High School. I see one of my old teachers, and he begins chatting to me. We chat for a bit before I attempt to leave once again.

I begin to walk down a flight of stairs, but there is a group of people there with me. It seems to be the basketball team, the reason I think this, is because one of them is throwing a basketball around. The guy throws it against a wall, and it returns back - hitting another guy in the face. I notice one of my old friends from High School is there. We begin chatting for a bit and when we get to the bottom, he asks me if I want to come to a club later with two other people. I tell him to give me his number and I'll tell him later.

March 18, 2012

I was watching a tv news clip. I saw a tall, thin white man speaking. It was the President and my husband. He made a big political decision that his opponents did not like. At that very moment, I got word for the Secret Service that my daughter was at risk. The opposition had a plan to kidnap her and keep her hostage until the president changed his plan. I immediately drove to her school. (In waking life, I drove to my own school where I teach.) I spoke to Kristina, the administrative assistant and asked if my daughter *Jamie* had been picked up. (I changed the girls name because I actually gave the name of the only girl in my class.) She told me no, she was in class. So I asked her to please have her brought to me and we were going to hide in the school. I then told her that two men were going to come in here with offical papers stating that they could pick her up from school. I told her that this was not true and that it was an attempt to kidnap her. Kristina asked if I wanted to just take Jamie with me and leave but I told her I thought I may have been followed and that the two men were going to arrive any minute. As soon as Jamie was there we went and hid in an office. I piled pillows and blankets on top of her so that she wasn't seen through the window. I saw the men walk in to the school. I also saw them walk around the school and look for her. They looked inside my car and then left.

Mood: Very fast paced, I drove so fast to the school that it took seconds. I spoke so fast that Kristina needed to ask me things twice. My heart was racing. I felt very determined.

On The Run

I Start Out In A Bedroom.The Walls Are Orangy And Redish .I'm In A Clay House.Inspecting Everything.I Walk Out Of The Bedroom And I Am In A Familiar Room From A Call Of Duty Game..I Walk Out And Turn And I Am Faced With A Hallway That Seems To Go On For An Eternity.I Walk Down The Hall And I'm In Front Of A Door .When I Open It I Look Left And Am Faced With All Of The Guitars I've Ever Wanted.This Room Is Huge! It Is About 1/3 The Size Of My Local Grocery Store. I Blink,And Everything Is Gone.In Disbelief I Check Everywhere In The Room.I Call In My Dad .My Dad Comes In And We Have A Conversation.(I Don't Really Recall What It Was About)I Later Walk Out Of The Room , But The Hallway Isn't There ..Instead There Is A Busy Grocery Store.I Walk Out Astounded.I Run Out Full Speed .When I Finally Get Out I Am With My Best Friend . (It Is Dark Now)He Is Wearing A Ghille Suit. We Lay Down In Some Grass Nearby To Hide.Some Crazed Teenagers Drive By.Soon After So Does A Cop. We Then Get Up Out Of Hiding.We Then Run Down The Street At Super-Human Speeds.The Sunrises Quickly As We Run ,Almost As If We Were In A Movie Being Fast Forwarded.We Eventually End Up At A 4-Way Intersection.We Then Turn Around And Run In The Opposite Direction.As Were Running I Say ,"You Wanna Take A Break ?" He Says ,"Sure."We Then Run Into A Car Garage .One Guy Is Working On A Mustang ,The Other Is Working On My Jet Black Les Paul Guitar.I Pick It Up And Say ,"Cool."My Friend And I Then Leave And Continue To Run .We Eventually End Back Up At The Store .(It Is Now Dark Again)We Run Into The Store Like Sonic The Hedgehog.Weaving In And Out Of Different Aisles .When We Arrive Back At The Door ,In Which I Found The Guitars,There Is A S.W.A.T Team Waiting For Me.They Point And Yell At Me ,But I Turn Around And Run .


-End Of Dream-

i had this dream that i went back home.....to where i was abused.......and i just wanted to go home (to my college dorm) and i called my boyfriend but he didn't answer.......and i left a bunch of messages.....and i started packing.......the house looked much bigger.......two of my college friends were there.....my one friend did a bit of quilting but didn't finish.....her one was small and my mom wanted to burn it because it's never going to get finished.....and my other friend.......i called her short and said she could use it because she's short and she chased me around trying to literally kick me in the butt......there's a joke between us about that because she's short but a black belt in karate.....but she'd never even hurt a fly.....and i sat down and apologized for calling her short...then she went outside with everyone else while i went to pack

then i woke up.....i went back to sleep and entered the same dream......i was packing things and i tried calling my boyfriend while in my old room.....i heard everything from a speaker phone in my mother's room......i reset it but it fell apart.....i put everything back the way it was......but i got caught being in her room by this random guy........and he told my mom.......everyone was outside me window at a bonfire.........and i saw them telling my mother and gathered up my stuff as quick as i could.....and she was saying about beating me.....and i grabbed the quilt.....it even looked the same as in the last part of the dream.......and i hid in my closet and held the door shut......that's what i did when i was a kid.......i hid in my closet and many times i wasn't found even if she looked in there because i kept still and was under stuff at the back..........and then i woke up

1. I'm participating in a very strange school production of Les Misérables, wherein we only do the scenes with the student-revolutionaries. The entire school building serves as the stage, and there is no concept of onstage/offstage, nor of in-character/out-of-character, so there were even battles in the girls' bathroom.

I was assigned the role of Grantaire, and my acting directions were essentially "if you're not doing anything specified by the script, take the opportunity to follow Enjolras like a lost puppy." There were also rules laid out for the battles - the gymnasium bleachers are the barricades, the rifles use six-sided dice as ammo, and if you're hit in a certain place, act dead.

Assorted bits included epic brohugs, an earthquake, the bathrooms turning into a maze, and a reenactment of the "Orestes Fasting and Pylades Drunk" chapter of the novel, which wasn't in the musical, but since it had so much Enjy/R subtext, we included it for kicks and giggles.

2. I'm trying to keep a former classmate from getting into my house. Dish soap was involved.

3. Trying to find a copy of "Airheads".

4. I'm escaping from someone by running through forests, using a balsa-wood plane as a hang-glider, and hiding in a miniature house in an abandoned camp.