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I was in the kitchen, a bunch of friends, I was standing next to my brother. All the girls started into a convo, all off a sudden i ended up sitting on the counter with my brother besides me smoking. All of a sudden i look over and see this HUGE spider..im talking bigger then my foot. I started freaking out but no one around me was. The spider was across the room on the floor, staring at me with theses huge anime eyes, just staring. It was like it was trying to read my mind, the eyes seemed to have gotten bigger. my brother finished his cigarettes and then went to light a new one and it sparked like a sparkler and the spider just seemed to jump to life and run for the smoke ( im sitting next to him). The spiders eyes are getting bigger, my brother dousent seem to notice, its at the bottom of the cabinet trying to climb up i start screaming, i hate spiders and im trying to get away but i cant. I suddenly dont see the spider but i know its climbing across the wall to the back to get me and i just keep screaming. After that i only have a bunch of images of it crawling and im screaming, then i wake up.

So last night i woke up for about 10 minutes due to heavy wind.. then i fell asleep and got into a nightmare.

I was on a parking lot with scary vampires, and immediately i knew i was dreaming already because of the feeling.. and before i did a reality check i woke myself up because i didn't want to continue...

It starts out with me in a strange attic looking down on an L-shaped walkway. As i look through the dust covered window I noticed a lone-person walking away. I turn my attention to my hands where I am holding a facehugger/black rib-cagecovered in flesh and blood. I was snapping away the legs/ribs. I remember looking at this and everything fading to black.
I come back to consciousness in a strange tower with two of my friends, their twins. The stairs were a darkwood, the walls covered in pink wall insulation, and the windows covered in dust and soot. I follow him up the stairs to a door. I warn him not to open it but he goes ahead anyway. As the door creaks open to the right, I see the window I was looking out of earlier, a bed, the flooring was red carpet, an old TV and TV stand to the left, and an outline of a circle on the floor. My friend stepped over the circle and a loud snapping noise rang out. We both made eye contact, he knew what was about to happen, he fell through into the black abyss. I had a strange sense of deja vu about thee same exact dream. After my friend fell through I panned the room. To my right was a grey male body with ripped dark clothing hunched forward. His head had split open and his brain had grown at least 5 times in size. I then proceeded to blackout again.
I came to in a field beside my grandparents house in Damascus, Maryland. In the back yard, under a massive tree, I saw around 10 children my age playing with a jump-rope, dandelions, and possibly a football. I went over to play and found a tire swing hanging from a branch. It was very windy but warm. The sky was clear blue without a single cloud in the sky. I had a strange feeling of nirvana, a somewhat inner peace. But, I again started to fade away to darkness.
I came to walking down a hill between a girl on my left and a boy on my right. The hill was right in front of the old mess hall at Raven Knob Scout reservation in North Carolina. As we walked down the hill onto the gravel road we reunited with the 10 kids fro earlier. I started having the deja vu feeling again. The gravel road somehow morphed into my backyard as we walked. On the left is my house, which has two car-width garage doors with four windows on each of them, and a regular door at the end of the side of my house. The middle is the driveway that leads to the road and the right is my neighbors house with two small trees and a few shrubs. As we walked onto my driveway I looked to the right and saw the grey male body from earlier under a pile of branches. It all came to me at once, I remembered what happens next but I was to late. My friend saw the body and tried to say something when both of his legs broke and he fell to the ground in a violent seizure. I turned around and opened the door to the garage and jumped through, I turned around and in my driveway stood a tall, black, alien like creature staring at me. I looked to my hispanic friend Brandon and tell him to close the door but without any emotion he said nothing and slowly walked to the back of my garage. I ran up, closed the door, and looked through the window. Everything looked normal, no bodies, no aliens. I open the door to find two aliens. Scared, I sprinted up the driveway just to be stopped by another alien. So, I ran back into the garage and ran up the stairs. I somehow teleported to my grandparents kitchen. I was holding a black, wall phone and 911 was asking for my emergency. In front of me was two windows that allowed me to see the rolling fields where I used to play. They were burned, all of it. There was three sets of double digit numbers rapidly changing on the wall to left of the windows. Everything went silent, I looked through the windows and saw a nuclear explosion just barely go off when I woke up.

7 consecutive nightmares (false awakenings) ...involving me being in the "SAW" movie death games in my aunt's vacation house..
finally realizing I'm dreaming (looking-at-hand reality check)...I run to the nearest balcony...take a look at the fucked up end-of-the world kinda sky and I jump from the balcony as I was mentally exhausted to enjoy the lucidity due to the nightmares (and NO, horror movies don't scare me at all) to end up in false awakening (this time it's not a nightmare)
so...this is the first time I run away from a nightmare upon being lucid (most of my lucid dreams usually involve fun stuff like flying, sex....)
oh well...this is my first entry here planning to write here more often..

I was at some sort of party. I was with Raymond and a bunch of other people. There were two girls twwho I kept talking to. One of them was trying to convince me I should date her. She kept saying that she was practically my old girlfriend and since I had been wanting to get back together I should just go out with her. She gave me reasons as to why she was her. She didnt just mean that they were simillar but that they were essentially the same person in a physical and spiritual sense. She wasnt as good looking as my old girl friend. I decided I would date her. The area where we were was interesting. It had a waterslide that twisted and led into a circular pool of water. The whole place had this naturallistic jungle feel to it. They invited me and raymond to to a party the next night. We all shared a tent next to the pool of water. The next day me and raymond were at my moms house. The kept telling us to come to this party by phone. It was out just below black mountain kinda near raymonds but higher up the mountain. One was talking to raymond on the phone and saying that there were too many girls there. Raymond said we would only come if more guys came. I smacked his arm and asked what the fuck he was doing. I said never say that about a party. I didnt want to drive because we had both been drinking. I decided finally to double us on my bike. We didnt get very far. We were on Sexsmith when I realized how ridiculous this idea had been. We turned back. It was snowing like crazy out now and I was using that as my excuse not to drive. A girl came and picked us up. She was friends with the other two girls. I had gone to highschool with her. She was blazing while driving. She had her little brother with her. She offered me a hoot and I refused saying I didnt like smoking weed while partying and drinking. She drove us to this house in a gated community. The community was huge, too big to gated it seemed. The house was a ways away from the gate too. When we finally got the house it was eeirily quiet. I went into a room which appeared to be a little boys room. It was to the right of the front door. There was an on suite bathroom. It sort of resembled my childhood room. There was also another door that was just down a small hall past the en suite bathroom. This room just seemed evil. I began to get a terrible feeling about this place. Someone came into the front door. They were wearing a mask that looked like leatherface's. This whole place was evil it seemed now. I didn't know where raymond was. I thought of the movie the strangers. There was a staircase leading down and I think thats where raymond was. This guy was weilding a knife and trying to kill me. This whole gated community was. I ran out the door and headed for the gate. It was a long ways to the gate and I didnt even know how to get there. I came to a 15 or so foot drop at one point. I had a glass of water and couldnt spill it for some reason. I carefully climbed down the ledge parkour style and kept my glass of water in the cup. I just headed to the gate. There were evil people everywhere, looking at my from their houses and I knew they all wanted to kill me. It was terrifying. I somehow came to the realization that this whole place was a cult and that they had lured me there and that girl that drove me was in on it too. They all wanted to kill me, not for sacrficial reasons though, I wasn't quite sure why. I made it to the gate and over the gate. I waited for Raymond. He came out not too long after I left and we peaced the fuck out of there.

Gamzee has gone sober.
And I was there.
He was horrifying. It was sickenly vivid. I saw everything. Everything that he did to those trolls. Like Nepeta.
This was honestly a weird dream. I never really get dreams about homestuck, cartoons, animes, game, and stuff like that.
I ended up with Karkat. We were hiding together, in a cold and dark cave. He was telling me that it was all my fault. My fault then we ended up here. He was clearly stressed out. We hated each other, really. We heard the honking of the horns, and I saw Gamzee's feet. The honking got more aggressive. For a split second, in my view, everything was sketchy and Gamzee was just... terrifying. Blood of all colors were on his face, all over his body. Karkat came closer to me, and tried to use me as a shield. I refused. Gamzee limped closer to use and we backed away. Then it was that moment. Things were eerie and sketchy. Blood was dripping from the walls of the caves. The blood was all over my shirt. It was on my face. It was buried in my nails that made me think, did I claw them, or something?
Then everything was back to normal. But Gamzee was closer to Karkat. Right up to his face. He was about to throw the bat at him. Behind Karkat was a deep pit from my point of view. He was on the edge and almost fell off. Karkat was crying.
Here we go again. The walls and floors, even the ceilings were painted in bright and dark colors. Every single color of the trolls. Of the rainbow. I honestly thought it was pretty. It lasted more than the last few times it happened...
I quickly ran to them, and pushed Gamzee off of the cliff.
Don't know why. Don't know how. Something, someone forced me. I saw grey, transparent arms grasping my arms and leg, pushing me over to him, forcing against my will to push him.
KK curled up in a ball, hugging his knees, and started to cry.
This mode didn't stop.
For the rest of the dream, everything was weird. It was eerie, and sketchy. Everything was scribbled.
Everything looked like it wasn't worth my time.

I could see myself sleeping. I looked peaceful. Everything was dark in fuzzy like how it would usually look when I was going to sleep. I thought, this is going to be okay. I don't know where I am... I don't know how I got here but you know, this is alright.
I wasn't completely sure I was dreaming or not. It seemed so realistically deceiving. I realized it wasn't reality. It was some type of dream. But then I though, maybe my spirit was pulled out of my body, and I could see myself, like in those shows?
I know, it was a ridiculous thought.
I saw a dark, what seemed to be burnt hand. It was just a blank dark figure, in the shape of a deformed hand. It no nails, that I was aware of. But it's fingers were big and sharp. I tried to scream out, to scream out for help. I tried to blink hard to wake myself up. Sometimes, when I'm barley awake, it wakes me up. Like that's going to work in this situation. The hand was coming out from under my bed. It grabbed me and pulled me down. For a quick second, I saw my bed. It was... the same as it was when i was asleep. That's what scared me, because everything was so...real.
I was then brought onto a horrifying, yet fun adventure.
But I think I'm going to say that one for later.

It was a lucid dream gone wrong.
I guess it was about my first lucid dreams I had in months. I turned out fine, and not to mention romantic.
But then, I freaked out and just decided to think about all the scary stories I read before and all the movies I've seen. Then it just screwed with my head and turned the whole, wonderful dream into a terrible nightmare fiesta. I started to think about several things at once. Then it wasn't a lucid dream anymore. It was it's own, uncontrollable nightmare.

I have a lot of nightmares. They scare me, but I'm used to it.
I was trying to find out who a person was, I was solving a mystery I guess, but the CSI or whatever it was going to kill us to stop us. I was with John, or my friend Cass. Just some random guy, I don't remember who. We got away successfully Later on they erased our memory and took us far away from the haunted church or whatever. I went there with John, and we heard children singing. Their voices were high and eerie. Just to say, it wasn't bad singing. It made me feel uneasy.

What we saw inside was a dark corridor with burnt, dark wooden walls and frames of crosses, but drawn in blood, dripping from the frame. I think there was torches nailed to the wall, to. I remember that the church was locked up, with billboards. There were no windows. Wicked versions of Jesus Christ on the cross frames/photos. They were realistic, too.
We were going to go inside but something terrible happened, so we ran away before 'it' could get us.

This dream I barely went lucid at the very end, but it still counts i guess. I was in this guys house and he was setting up this fall out shelter in his basement that he was preparing for the apocalypse or something like that. So these people start coming in the front door and he says oh shit its immigration or something lol, nothing about the dream told me we were illegal immigrants but i think thats what he said. So we start running downstairs to the shelter and they start chasing us and we keep going down for about 5 floors through all these different rooms. Then once we finally get the shelters we put these big crates of food in the shelter and he puts in the code and closes the door. And I say hey whats the code because he locked me out but he doesnt respond. So I go out this sliding glass door to the outside when i get this hint that I'm in a dream, so I make this katana appear in my hand and thats when I'm near this bush thats under a porch. The main person chasing me is this boss, its this lady thats fit like a gymnast and she jumps down off the porch and i slice her head off with the katana, but the only thing thats left is her hair which looks like brown clay with little pieces of hair stuck to it.

I also had another dream where me and my brother were in someone elses house and there was cleaning maids there. Then we took off our shoes and walked down the hall and there was a bearded dragon that was much bigger than mine (i have one as a pet) and i was thinking why mine isn't as big as this. Thats all I remember before waking up.

Then I had a third dream, and I had just seen the movie sinister the night before. And all through the movie when i was watching it i was thinking id be carrying around a shotgun the whole movie. So Im in this hallway that looks like a room from Resident Evil 1 and I see one of my friends across the hallway so I walk towards them but there are a set of stairs in the middle and this small person with the mask of Mr. Boogie comes up the stairs and I blow it to the ground with a double barrel shotgun. Why am I using so many weapons in my dreams? pic related, its the guy I shot in my last dream with the shotgun

In my dream, my sister is having nightmares that seem to get worse when I'm there. We are both on a bus, and we start out talking and as I glance around, everything seems fine and the bus if filled with cute guys. Suddenly I look over to my left and there are three sinister men wearing black suits and shades. I am unnerved and mention them to C, but as I turn around to mention them to her I realise that the cute guys from before are gone and behind us there are more frightening men in suits. One of them sits down beside me and I jerk away. I see that Cathy is terrified and for some reason I am too so I suddenly wish a trapdoor would just open up under us so taht we could escape; and it does, making us tumble out onto a wide, black asphalt road with tenebrous forests on either side. By this point I've realised that C is afraid of the dark, and she's made me afraid too, so I think "Sh** this is black too" and C screams as another man dressed in black appears by some shrubs.
-x-
The next thing I remember, C is holding my DS and with it is trying to eject me from the nightmare/game/whatever I thought it was. She seems distraught and adamant about getting me out of the game/nightmare. I step onto the DS and the next thing I remember I believe I have woken up but am still in the dream.
-x-
In the same dream, I am in another of C's nightmares which starts out fine, in a jungle with colourful and zany creatures in it. C suddenly tells me that she fears sheep and as I look around for sheep in the jungle, sheep are there. Small ones, large splayed ones, colourful yet malign sheep hybrids. The quantity of bright disorientating beings around me multiplies as we run, making me feel ill and feverish and inducing fear and the belief that I am making this nightmare worse by being in it. I whip my head around and come face to face with a dingy, yet also sickening neon green, purple and blue zombie girl. The shock makes merealise that I am dreaming. Yet I am still terrified and cannot seem to banish the creatures. C yells 'I know!'and we keep running until the surroundings melt ito white; I am too disorientated to pick up details. My DS is on the floor again and C is agitated and tries to force me out of the nightmare with the DS. I wake.


I normally don't update my DJ but this is a rather significant dream for me. This is my first nightmare in years; I'm not sure if I should class it as a nightmare or not because I don't know what a nightmare should feel like and I did awaken feeling a bit frightened.

I would love some outside opinions on analysing the dream.

Notes:

I have also had other dream fragments that are unrelated to this dream.

C told me once that she used to have frequent nightmares as a child and she was able to naturally lucid dream and instead of trying to control the dream, she would use a red button on her wrist to escape and awaken. I think the DS console was similar to that button defense mechanism and it was brought about by C being in the dream and my mind remembering the comment she'd made about the button on her wrist, and as I've not had a nightmare in years I think C was a guide for me and helped me to escape.

C's (and my) fear of black, although odd is not irrational and could have been caused by my darkening my room before sleep last night rather than leaving the shutters open and it was unnerving. The fear of sheep, however, seems completely irrational as I'd never been afraid of them in RL. The Bus could have been brought about because the night before I had taken a bus with my two sisters and C's boyfriend at night, and I realised that public transport was so stifled and lifeless, with the people on the bus not acknowledging each others' presence, but I also thought it was very relaxing. The fear of the dark could also be due to the fact that I had gone trick-or-treating last night in the dark and cold and on occasion wondered if I was dreaming; an odd occurrence seeing as I've barely been doing RCs and so have not had many LDs.

I think C could be the side of me that is afraid of things, and that is why when she became frightened by the black and the sheep I subsequently became frightened too.

I would love some opinions.
Thanks,
Amanda (14)

-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.

[Thursday, October 11th, 2012]
(I had just fallen asleep from waking up the first time. Before this dream, I had the Carnival dream.)

There was an odd man and a teary-eyed child walking up a quiet path to a large cave.
At the top of the path, the man shoves the kid inside, after stripping his clothes off and assures him, "It'll be all right, go inside. I'm going to help you. This has to be done."
The bare child has no choice, really. He lacks sureness in his feet, as he walks into the cave, almost as if he's afraid to fall from a cliff. It was so dark, you really couldn't tell if there was a dropoff or not. The kid takes a little, but now he's in the center of the cave. You can see him hunched into a ball somewhere in the dark with your dim nightvision that no one else but us has. The man wants to do this where no one will find them.

Suddenly- I'm the boy. I see nothing but pitchblack. The light from outside doesn't enter this cave. "I'm coming in~" a whisper violates the silence, but is carried along like a screaming wind. I take a step backwards- but I hear my footsteps crunch in the sand a few times. I stop and listen- I hear
a "crunch... crunch... crunch... crunch..." at such an irregular beat. Something is different now and off- my skin began to crawl. The cool air suddenly became so cold, it hurt my skin. The crunching is growing closer and closer and closer. It had to be less than a yard away... I throw up my hands in pure terror in a pathetic attempt at self-defense. I touched nothing- just waved my arms around quietly.

Then someone SEIZES my hands violently and shoved them down to my side. They lean their face closer to mine. I became semi-lucid- just in time to witness some... THING... with a sunken face staring at me dead in the eyes with soulless milky-black charcoal eyes. The face quickly morphed into Alex.

"Do you wanna see my noon?" she whispered through the dead silence of the cave. "Do you wanna see my noon?"

She stares me dead in the eye with a blank expression on her face. Then she slowly opens her mouth wide- and two fists pushed together... slowly crawls out of her open mouth as if someone inside was pushing them out. They began to open and creep towards my face to grab it.

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP."

(Imagine making two fists in front of you like you're holding a steering wheel tight. Push your hands together like that. Then, holding the bottom of your hands together where it joins the wrist imagine them opening and unrolling like a flower. That's how she tried to grab my face.)


<I woke up.>