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I started feeling vibrations and ringing, so i stayed calm and still. After the vibrations passed I opened my eyes to see me bed, turned 90 degrees around so the end of it is facing the wall and there was lighting outside. There was a demon beside my bed that looked about 14 years old with no shirt on and his face was dark. I tried to yell but it came out quite and distorted. I broke the trance and woke up.

The detail of this O.B.E was amazing and when i woke up I was very excited.

Now I am going to have an O.B.E tonight and control what happens and not let fear get to me by realising everything is fake.

I was talking to my friend about raising money for my friends mum and my crush walked in and sed he wud give it to me i sed no no no but he sed yes... so his mum sed i only want his money nothing else so then i wanted to talk to him and we was in a dark black room with 2 sofas and i sat infront of his and sed i love u for who u are not what u are i dont want ur money i want who u have inside u and i started crying and i was expecting him to hug me and then after 6 seconds he kissed me and it actually felt like he was kissing me and i could taste it and everything. Im really freaked out Someone help me!

For the online DJ system, that is. I have two books filled to about 350 pages total thus far and it's been a long time since I shared any :l so here we go, I'll start by retelling some of the ones you all have missed out on:

The New House

My family hears word of my Aunt Brenda buying a new place a couple hours from where she used to live. Invited, we pack up via time lapse imagery and begin our 3 three hour drive out of our way to meet the new house. They'd only moved in yesterday, and hadn't even come close to exploring all 50+ different rooms in the house. It was a mansion that somewhat reminded me of the manor from the Resident Evil 1 in size and complexity. However upon entering, the place seemed much unlike that mansion in RE1, for it was clean, tidy, and welcoming.

After the expected greetings and whatnot with my Aunt and cousins, I naturally follow my oldest cousin, Dale, to his new room. I complimented his TV, which was a forty inch plasma with crystal clear picture. Dale corrected me, saying that it was his computer screen. Amused by this, I took advantage by watching youtube videos on it for what should have been hours. Soon, I went downstairs for dinner; apparently, I had missed the tour of the house from what they had explored thus far. Supper consisted of great homemade stuff.

After dinner I was shown to my room, (there was just a transition to the moment my Aunt opened the door for me) and I immediately collapsed on the cozy bed. A brief lurch forward in time, a few hours. I hear crying, and then a brief scream. The door to my room opens and then slams. Heart racing. I contemplate and idealize what could possibly be happening, but I can't summon a reasonable conclusion. Determined to convince myself it was just the wind, I forced myself to try to sleep for the rest of the night.

In the morning I went downstairs to see if anyone was up yet. There was nobody. There was a paper note on the fridge that hadn't been there the day before, which read, "The small room with the small door handle-- we don't go there!"

I paced until everyone was downstairs and awake. We ate. Dale had a friend over as well as the friend's mother. Dale and his friend would just sit staring hypnotically at the computer screen, waiting for his mother to speak to which he would immediately reply with an aggravated "Shut up." and grimace, possibly swearing under his breath in anger.

I said I was going to the bathroom, so I walked downstairs and turned a few corners and found it. Upon opening the door, the tap erupted violently without any of the handles being turned around the faucet. So, I went upstairs to find the other bathroom, ignoring the impulse to ask where it is. I walk through the room of my other cousin, Marina, which was sort of like a dual entrance-way room (a door on either end). I also notice another cousin of mine, Pam, was crashed on the bed. I emerge into a small hallway from her room, and immediately hear reverberating footsteps at a fast pace, sounding quite close. The door behind me slammed shut. I was completely alone in the narrow corridor; I could feel no human presence.

It was illuminated with a nostalgic sunlight, deep and warm and hard on the eyes. There were three doors along the wall beside me. The door on the left had a shuddering handle. Hearing my heartbeat echo in my ears, pulsing madly and loudly, I open the handle out of overpowering curiosity. The sound of a thousand dying screams at once all hit me in one concentrated outburst, windy. Visions of decaying corpses, mutilated half-deads, and the tortured all dance around my peripherals. In the back of my mind I have an image of fingernails, rotten and overgrown, peeling slowly off the fingers of these leathery people, and it headaches me greatly. I slam the door shut. It immediately opens again as soon as I shut it, and the room looks fine. An old record player sits in the corner, spitting out some distorted jazz out of the brass trumpet. I close the door, my heart thumping being more vivid than ever.

As I look over to the sunlit windows I see a shadow moving underneath them, along the floors, and quickly away from me. At this moment for some reason I realize that there are no lights installed in this part of the house. I walk to the end of the hallway and look both ways. The hallway becomes darker, the carpet rusty, the whole atmosphere dirty like that of an old cheap motel hallway, even the smells. I turn my back and return to Marina's room. The bedsheets were torn off and Pam was gone. As I made to leave, out of the corner of my eye, I see multicoloured toe socks peeking out from under the bed-- Pam was under the bed.

I leave the room, but as I step away from the door I see a terribly vivid image in front of me. It was a woman with greasy and dirty gray hair, accompanied with a rotting gray face with cracks alongside, tearing away at the remaining skin on her face (not a lot). She was wearing a silver night-gown. Stains of red here and there, and many puke stains, particularly down her middle. She ignored me, fell to her knees without acknowledging me, and screamed the same scream I had heard only last night. She got up and glided away, sobbing to herself.

I ran downstairs, turned a corner to find my Aunt and a few other people crowded around the bathroom door downstairs. The other things that had been in there before were gone, and now was a urinal, which was also backing up.

We left the house, assuming, never to return.

I was standing on the edge of a sidewalk that was next to a railroad in the city. I was with my boyfriend. We were both Chinese. We were cuddling and talking, until he becomes quiet.

"Did you see that?" He asks.

"What? Where?"

"That man...I've never seen anything like it." He points across from us into an old, dark shed. I can just barely make out the image of a man putting on white costume makeup. He was very pale.

"Freaky."

He leaves, and I go home. Everything red around me starts to resemble a clown, like the one from It. I start running home, and dart upstairs to my room. I turn on the computer, some dolls still resembling that messed up clown. I try to keep my eyes from looking in the reflection of the computer screen because I'm afraid I might see something I don't want to.

I try to log into IRC but the computer freezes slightly and no seems to be responding in the channel. I google my condition and it seems that I am not alone. Other people have been attacked by this clown and then they are slowly killed off.

I'm teleported somewhere else now...Maybe these people can help me? I look around. I'm in a giant church...But this looks nothing like any of the modern religions. The ceilings are high and gray and the lights are dimmed. People are chanting in tongues and a man, who resembles Dumbledore, is leading them.

I take a seat on the western side of the 'church' near the front. In front of me are tall, metal torches that are unlit. A caretaker in rags slithers up next to them. It is explained to the procession that if the caretaker does not truly believe in their cult religion, that he who lit the flames would catch fire.

I watched as the man lit the torches. A different colored flame sprouted in each one. When the man was finished lighting the torches he turned back to the head speaker. The flame started at the bottoms of his robe and worked their way up until they engulfed him. The head speaker made a halt sign with his hands and the flames stopped. The head speaker explained that because of the caretaker's doubt in their religion, that he would be sentenced to a life without a left eye.

I was back now in my house. Who were those freaky people?? I decided to go wash up in the bathroom. I couldn't let a man with a little make up freak me out, I'm tougher than that!

I heard a banging on the door, and jumped a little.

"I just wanted to say good night to you," My mother in the dream said. She was also Chinese.

"Thanks mom."

"What is this on your back?" She turns me around so that my back is facing the mirror. In the reflection I can see that I have a vividly shaped scar of a dragon going down my back! On either side are scars of traditional Chinese houses. WTF

Mom tells me that I'll be sleeping in my aunt's room tonight. How could I ever get to sleep?

I was floating in the waves, and washed up on the shore. I pulled myself from the water and looked up. Around me it looked like a post-apocalyptic zombie town. Buildings were caved in and I didn't see anyone.

I walked along the shoreline a little more until I heard a man's voice coming from one of the buildings. I followed the sound and peeked into the room where the wall was destroyed. An older teenage boy was sitting across from a teenage girl who looked like Megan Fox. He saw me and beckoned me to come inside.

"What's your name?" He asked. I did not know. He moved a large piece of fallen wall over to reveal a hidden passage. He said that we would be safe here. We met his family. They told us that in their town there was a man with a mask. He liked to sneak into people's houses and murder them. They also told us that we would never know when he would sneak in.

I decided to check out the house. Looking around, I found an extra bedroom. My phone was there, and I had a text from Mike. I responded to the text, but when I turned around I felt a creepy presence...

Everyone in the house was getting ready for bed, and I was the only one left still up and not in the main bedroom. I left the extra bedroom and walked down the long hallway. Turning around once to look behind me, I saw a dark shadow standing at the end of the hallway!!! The shadow had the silhouette of a man, but I couldn't see if he was masked or not.

"Get inside the bedroom!" I heard the family yell. I ran to their bedroom and bolted the door shut behind me. WTF was that?!

I slept peacefully that night. The next day we went to eat with the other townspeople. They had a large room that resembled a cafeteria. Our family sat down and ate our meals while I thought over what I had seen last night.

The cafeteria got quiet. I looked up and saw the masked man standing in the doorway. He looked like the man from Friday the 13th.

He stood there for a moment before silently pointing to me. He walked over and grabbed me and pulled me away into the kitchen. He said that we were going to play a little 'ice fishing' game.

Point of view changes and I am now the head of the household. I am running around trying to find where the masked man took the girl. Our family runs into the kitchen. The sink has iced over. We pull a string out from the drain and we see that the girl has frozen in a solid ice cube. We set her down to let her thaw. We also find another string in the other sink and pull out the frozen version of the masked man. We decide to kill him while he is unable to move. We grab a large pole and shove it through his neck. We think he is dead for now but I think he wakes up again, can't remember the rest.

I had a DILD Last night!! Yay! I had a weird night. I woke up randomly at 7, didn't do anything because I was too sleepy, woke at 8:30 with alarm clock but don't remember it, and woke at 9:30 ffeling gooood about my dreams!

I have a big segment and three little ones but I cannot remember when they all happened or how they connect because I remember only that I remembered it all after waking up the last time...I will write the 3 short ones first and then the last one.


I was locked in a house during a nuclear war. This is teh kind of house you see in a scary video game and that was also the general feel of the dream. It was a clinic. There was an obese man wearing glasses laying in a bed surrounded by nurses. One of the nurses told me he was a heroin addict and was dying. They gave him liposuction and it looked disgusting. He looked disgusting after it. Before euthanasia, they gave him a lot of heroin to make him happy and stop suffering and then killed him. Suddenly, a bomb alert alarm sounded and the nurses and I shuffled down the stairs. We went tot he basement, latched the flimsy wooden door shut and waited. Segment end.

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.

This is going to be difficult to explain but here it goes:

The dreams were heavily centered around my brother. There was so much about him I never learned but I know that he is an alien that is the key to life on Earth. I'll get back to this later though. My brother is sick in bed at a luxurious hotel, looking at pictures and videos on his laptop and tv and projector and so forth. There is an evil figure in the room with him. I don't know who, I think he works for the Google corporation but he isn't letting my brother know the truth about anything. This is night time and it is the last night on earth before the apocalypse. I can't remember what happens, maybe I wasn't supposed to, but it results in someone killing my brother. With his death dies the good in mankind. All new souls are forever evil. But the thing about my brother is that he's somehow not fully dead. He comes back to life in the hotel, but weaker than ever. His "guardian" from Google is there there and he asks him to stay, completely unaware that it was him that was responsible for his death. I also come into the room after hearing news of his death and resurrection and stay to watch over him.

Days have passed at this point. The man starts talking to us but he only cares that my brother hears it, "Things have gotten worse since. Look at these drawings from the children". He shows these pictures of faces painted in black. all of them look scared. angry. like they're dying. It was gruesome in a simplistic way. With this my brother grew colder. For just a second, his eyes had dark rings around them. I rushed over to him to console him and he returned to normal. It was then that I realized that the man was evil. Somehow my brother was connected to Earth and if he grew evil, so would life. What I didn't understand was that somehow, this man was planning to use the Apocalypse to bring forth a revolution in which Google could run the world. Operation Google Control.

So remember that whole Alien thing? Well I know this because I remember when things on Earth just started to get worse, and I was speaking to my neighbor at my apartment. He was telling me how all the kids were acting terrible, swearing and seemed to be lacking that innocence about them. Behind us was a wall of action figures, one of them was his Alien with a large head and coloured veins traveling down from it's brain. The moment I saw it I had instant flashes of my brother and I knew that it was in some way related to him.

So flash forward again >>

I'm traversing through a shattered world with a companion trying to reach a destination to stop everything that has been happening. Around us, the world is in terror. Everything is a mess. People are few and far. There are 3 Tornado's in the distance. One of them is huge and though they are far, they don't seem so by their size. I remember screaming and begging my friend to turn the other direction because I cannot handle my fear of the Tornado's.

There is so much more but it's all too scrambled. I don't know what to make of his.

I don't remember a whole portion but now I'm walking through a ruined earth with a friend trying to find answers.

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I was standing at the edge of a curb holding up a sign and picketing with a group of other people because some contractors were violating our civil rights. The contractors hired hitmen to take us down. Our group ran to the inside of a building, down the stairs, and into a dark basement where we took cover. The basement was shaped like a pentagon and had doors on each side. In the middle of the room was an old couch. The assassins came out of the door and starting firing their guns at us. I ran to the edge of the staircase and hid behind the wall, waiting for any shadows to give me cue to shoot.

"The girl here, I took out all her fingers at a buffet once," I heard one of the female assassin's voice say to another. I looked down at my hands, they looked completely normal. I wasn't missing any fingers...

The lady comes around the corner and I shot at her, but my bullets went right through her! I shot her again and she laughed at how she is unaffected. Invincible.

I ran up the stairs of the basement. The carpeted stairs became hard rock and I felt as if I was running up the steps of a castle. The stairs whipped around tightly like a lighthouse staircase. I finally came to the top of the stairs and into a room where I saw my mother sleeping on a bed. I went into the other room and say myself sleeping on a bed...Wait, what?

This is My first Dream journal, so Hang with me as it may not be written perfectly.

My Dream starts off with me running into a theme park, with the gate being that like the one at a beach near my house.
Once through the gate, I hear cops start to turn on their sirens and then start to chase me, as I zigzag through the them park I forget everything else and then notice myself back at my old house.
From there the few friends with me and Myself soon realize that we have all become werewolves, yet we do not need the moon to turn. So we play around and a bit, and the next thing i know is one of my friends has transformed from a werewolf to a dinosaur with a huge mouth and alot of teeth. He then tries to eat me, with no avail because us being werewolf are strong enough to hold him back. Bad news though, we all of a sudden get bit by a bug, which we realize is the anti were wolf bug which then slowly but surely makes us transform into a normal werewolf, one which can only turn on a night of the full moon. This means a sure death to use because the dinosaur friend will have us for dinner. As soon as i reach that thought, everything changes, no more werewolves, no more dinosaur, just me, My friend Matt, and another friend. Then i feel an urge to look at my back window and there is a man standing there, staring at me. It makes me feel very uncomfortable and i soon realize he should not be hear, he disappears, but my friends and i run to the front door to see he is in that window laughing, my Friend Matt in the dream then looks at me with a petered look on his face which scares the life out of me. We open the door to find this man yet to only be surrounded by 100 of him laughing at us. I then wake up.

I have been trying to figure out what this man in my dream is, weather he is a symbol for something, another dreamer, or just my imagination being scary.

All input is Welcome =)

regular dream: 7-28-10

I woke up several times during this dream but wanted to continue it so I fell back asleep and landed right back into the scene. Some of this is filled with useless details, but I wanted to remember as much of this as possible.

Fragment:
At some point during this dream, I put some money into a gambling maching type thing and out came 200$. I was like "yay! with this money combined with my other saved money, I now have enough money to buy myself a nice camera!" .... darn.


Titanic 2

Me, my mom, my dad, my sister, and pretty much all of my friends went on this huge boat, I think we were taking a vacation or something because I had three bags with me, one to carry all my clothes, one backpack, and one other bag, maybe a purse. The boat was split into two. The one we were on was currently on the water and it was about 1 story tall, while the other one was on an island close by and it was like 10 stories tall. Even though we were only on the first story, the boat was huge. The floor seemed to go on for miles. There were big red comfy chairs everywhere that people would sit/lounge on. If you walked further down the halls you would find all the bedrooms. It was pretty much like a standard hotel, only bigger. There were tons of people too, all on the first story out in the ocean.

During some of the journey I was hanging out with my friends on the red chairs. Some of the people there included Aub, Britt, Rach, and there were more but I can’t remember. We were all having a jolly good time (: . At one point I had to use the bathroom so I got up and went into this room and sat down on the toilet but when I looked up, I saw three other people sitting there around me, including my sister, just talking. I was so embarrassed, I was the only one who actually had their pants down… so I got up and decided to go later.

If you’ve ever seen Titanic(if you haven’t then whats wrong with you?), then you should know what happens in this dream. It was now lunch time, and everyone was gathering by the tables and pulling out their lunches. Something didn’t feel right. I think I realized that I was in the Titanic… or a boat that was similar to it. Sure enough, Water started pouring in through one of the halls. I don’t know where it came from, but later found out it was raining really hard outside and everything was flooding. It was like Noah’s Ark, but the boat we were on sprung a leak. The water was slowly coming up through the hall at one end of the boat. I was getting scared now. I wanted to leave right now and go to the other part of the boat on the island and go to the top story.

But my mom insisted that we finish lunch first. I though she was crazy at first, but then I saw everyone else doing the exact same thing. I sat down at a picnic table with my dad and some other people and got out my lunch, which was some meat, I think turkey, in a bag along with carrots and watermelon. I wasn’t really in the mood to eat, but I forced the food down and asked my dad if he wanted the leftover watermelon but he said no. I think I might have thrown away the rest. I just wanted to finish up and get out of there. After lunch I went over by my friends who were sitting in the red chairs. I sat with them awhile until my parents finished eating.

Finally, it was time to leave. I went back to the picnic tables to get my stuff, but the water had already reached them. It wasn’t that deep yet, so I grabbed 2 outfits of clothes, my backpack, and something else. There was now a different family sitting at the table and they had a baby. They seemed calm though, like there was nothing going on. They just sat there and started eating. I hurried back to my parents and we started walking down the opposite hall from where the water was coming in. At one point, I looked back and the water and wondered why I didn’t see anyone coming from those halls. Had they died? Didn’t they know about the water? Where were they?

I don’t remember how we got off the boat and onto the island, but that’s what happened next. The water would be soon flooding the island, so we went into the second part of the boat, which was like 10 stories. There was almost no one in this boat, and the first story was just as big as the other boat out in the sea. I still had to go to the bathroom so I went down one of the hallways and found a bathroom. It was a toilet and sink that was right out in the open. I found a shade type of door that I pulled around like a curtain. It was like a one-way window. I could still see out but no one could see me. I could hear everything too. I looked through the window and saw a door to a room open and a person standing by the bed, talking to someone else in a different room by me. I could hear them loud and clear and this made me uncomfortable. Then I saw my mom standing outside the door waiting to use the bathroom. I got up and left, still not able to go to the bathroom.

I went back to the main area, where their where more red chairs. I saw my dad standing next to them, looking kind of guilty. I think he might of hugged-or kissed another woman. My friend Aub came by and my dad greeted her, even though they had already met before. Aub looked kind of annoyed and said “uhh.. we already met.” It was kind of weird. But I ignored that and started to look for a way to get to the next story of the boat. There was an elevator but I didn’t want to use it for fear that it would get stuck. I saw my sister standing on top of a bed out in the open, reaching up to the ceiling. She had taken the ceiling tile down and was trying to find a way to get up to the next level. She said something like “I found Skully!” I didn’t think she was serious, but she then pulled out a skull from the ceiling. I was really grossed out and mad that my sister was making fun of the dead like that.

Then my phone alarm went off and woke me up. I turned it off and returned to the dream.

I was now stacking beds on top of one another so I could reach the ceiling, but I just couldn’t seem to stand on them because they were either too small or too wobbly.

This time my phone rang, and I woke up for good.

regular dreams: 7-24-10

The Ghost

I don't remember all the details to this dream since I didn't write it down right after I woke up so some of this might be guessing.

I had a picture of something that someone gave me... I'm not sure what it was. I think it was painted by Charlie, who was now dead. I remember being really scared, like I just needed to get this picture off my hands. In one part of the dream, I appeared to be in a house with my mom and sister. It was haunted by the ghost of this Charlie person. I didn't believe in ghosts, but I started to change my mind throughout the course of this dream(until I woke up). I remember in one scene me and my sister were in this really small bedroom with plain white walls and a bed. On the floor there was a doll that appeared to be walking. It freaked me out and I knew that it was the ghost of Charlie.

There was a lot more to this dream and it was really scary but I forgot most of it..


Criss Angel At My Door

Criss Angel and his manager were going around the block and ringing people's doorbells to give them fliers for something. Criss came to my door quite often, and I was really excited because I wanted to talk to him. But when he came over, all he did was say like one thing to me and then leave before I got a chance to talk to him. Then his manager came up to me and gave me this orange brochure.. I don't know what it was for but I don't think it related to Criss in any way..


Huge Theater

Me and my friends were at a screening of the Hannah Montana movie(who knows why..). I even think that I was hanging out with some of the people from the show The Buried Life. It wasn't even opening day but the theatre was packed. We were in this HUGE theatre. It was like 6 times the size of a normal one and the screen stretched all the way above our heads, like an IMAX theatre, only bigger, but the seats were all on the same level of ground, instead of a normal theater with seats on different levels. I wanted to sit close to the front but we ended up sitting in the back. Apparently it didn't matter though, because when a preview came on, it was amazing how we could see everything perfectly from the back row. It was really cool, even if it was a Hannah Montana movie. After the preview, the screen went black again. The actual movie was going to start in about 5 minutes. I started walking around and then saw Nikky, sitting by a bunch of random people. I saw a bunch of open spaces in the middle, where the seats were wooden(or maybe the seats were wooden everywhere..). I asked her if she wanted to sit in the middle with me and she agreed. I wondered why she would even want to see this movie... I woke up before the movie started.

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.

I was watching a man from third person view. He was sitting on a moving aircraft. It was a small flat plane and some parts looked as if they were made out of very cheap materials. The plane was now at a sunny place with red mountains and rocks. The pilot(I don't know where he/she fit) told the man to strap his seatbelt on. The man did that and the plane started turning and doing crazy stunts. It turned to a city then. I slowly got from third person to first person. I flew over the ocean to a city. I started thinking about lucid dreams and that I wished mine were always as clear as this real life (I thought). I also tried to get inspiration of flying for my lucids. It was vivid. I flew crazy stunty in the town. It looked somewhat like New York. I noticed some signs on the building that was like big plasma screens and they showed different people and such and they were all motion picture.
I finally landed and started walking down a street. The man was there and his wife. I told him I knew about his flight and that he had taken a drink while flying(forgot to write earlier). He was like "How do you know that!? :O" but I didn't explain. We went to what looked like the fence at my RL backyard. There was one small hole in it and we had to climb through it I think. My brother was there too. I tried to fit and noticed spider web. I tried to remove it. In the grass on my side I noticed a biiig spider. It was like 10 cm body. Then it started to rise up (it looked away from us) and it was the biggest spider I've ever seen except in movies. It would reach up to my thighs if it stood up. It had a big body and not so big legs. It's eyes were big too. It had a white pattern all over it too.
I didn't panic much but I didn't want it to attack me so I started waving my feet which were right behind it from side to side. I told my brother to drag me backwards because I didn't want to risk it attacking me while I tried to stand up. It slowly noticed me and turned around. It also noticed my feet and looked confused. My brother never came to help me.
I woke up because I was waving my feet IRL.

Also had some sc2 beta phase 2 dreams. One where I played the game and one where I had like a mission in the starcraft world.

for some reason I was on a weird vehicle like thing and we were driving our way to the end of something, context aside...

I was faced with several very very intimidating and scary enemies. I had to kill them while avoiding harm myself, all this time I was on the vehicle. It was very intense... Perhaps the most intense dream I had ever experienced..

I only wish I could remember it all...