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I'm back in high school and I'm not paying attention in class and other students are getting mad at me for not following along. Something goes on at the office lunch something or other. On my way back to class I try to help a girl with her recurring dreams involving Heimdall. I also try and warn people about Justin Beiber.

Dream - Lucid

I remember being with a friend I met last semester, Windy. We were outside taking a Data Analysis test. The only way I knew it was Data Analysis was because my teacher from that class was giving the test. It was a strange test; we had to go to different "stations" and answer questions about the stations. It was a lot of fill-in-the-blank. I remember feeling pretty good about most of the test.

Then, Windy and I got to a station where I remember there being a GIANT pair of scissors, and a measuring tape that was outstretched a few feet. Windy was trying to get the scissors to cut, but it was proving to be very difficult, seeing as they were so huge. She finally, slowly got them to cut. They severed the measuring tape. She had to go tell the teacher what she had accidentally done.

At some point during all this, I remember seeing my face in the mirror, and seeing that the right half of it looked weird and saggy. My eye looked really messed up. I started to freak out, thinking my Bell's Palsy had come back. I remember asking my mom if my eye looked weird. I don't remember what she said. I do remember trying to move my face a few times though, and the right side would barely move.

~

I then woke up, and decided as I was drifting back off that I was going to become lucid. I felt my body fall asleep, and I entered another dream.

Windy was there again. It took me a minute to get my bearings, but I remembered I needed to reality check. I did my finger count, and ended up with 8 or 9 fingers. I was dreaming! I said to Windy
"Windy...look at your hands!"
She did indeed look at them, and a look of wonder came over her face.
"I have 6 fingers!", she said.
"It's because you're dreaming!", I replied.
She laughed and said something else, though I can't remember exactly what it was.

I then remember us having to rescue all these people who were in prison who were innocent. We started the mission, but I woke up.

Or at least I thought I did. I was still dreaming as I woke up standing in some room. Some guy was in there with me. He was talking, though I can't remember what he was saying. I closed my eyes and "fell back asleep" into the dream I had been in before and was immediately lucid.

I was outside somewhere. I kept examining my hands and rubbing them together to ensure that I stayed lucid and aware. Sometimes, though, I counted 5 fingers and would have to redo my check.

Anyway, I wanted to walk on some clouds. I saw some light blue and purple-tinted clouds spilling over the ground, and started to approach them. I climbed up the low, spilling clouds as if they were solid. I remember wanting some special boots to walk on them with, and I remember then having them.

I then "woke up" in the other dream again. I "fell back asleep" and continued my lucid dream.

I was then on the ground again, and I think Windy was there. I remember wanting her to fly with me, but I never asked her to. I remember her laughing as I took off. I started to climb higher and higher into the air. I started to feel like I was going too high and the dream would get lost, so I lowered myself a bit and watched the ground below me. I remember seeing lots of clouds covering a pale blue and pale purple-lit land.

The land then started to disappear until there were only clouds. It was then a cloud world-type place. As I flew, I spotted little islands in the clouds. It was a very beautiful sight. I remember trying to land on an island, but I was flying too fast or something and couldn't get my timing right to land.

Another "wake up" in the other dream. "Fell back asleep".

I was then on the ground. I tried to remember some of my lucid goals, but they were so hard to access. I remembered then that I wanted to try to get to Teraluna with my new portal system. I couldn't find a wall anywhere, so decided to try to draw one in midair.

*Sigh*...another "wake up" and "falling back to sleep" episode.

The next thing I remember is we had rescued all of the innocent prisoners from before. I can't really remember how we did it, I just knew that we had done it. I remember seeing some in a cave with some water running through it. Their prison cell was behind them.

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I was going to have to go to trial...about my mom's oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. I was appealing a decision that had already been made against my mom. Something about the cookies being misleadingly unhealthy or something to that effect. The person filing against my mom? My first real boyfriend's mom, R.

I remember preparing for the case, which was going to take place in my old high school's auditorium on the stage. I remember not understanding wtf was going on, and why R would do this. It was extremely stupid.

I then remember being on the stage, sitting in a chair. I had a lawyer behind me, and R, also sitting in a chair, had a Lawyer behind her as well. There was no judge or jury present, it was just us 4. I remember R presenting her case. She had a tray full of different kinds of cookies. There were a few that looked old and dark brown. I thought those must be my mom's. I thought "Wait...mom hadn't baked cookies for her in months...those must be from the last trial!". I interrupted R and said
"Aren't those cookies from the last time?", to which she replied
"Yes..."
I then yelled
"Then that evidence doesn't count! That doesn't count!"
I remember her trying to go on about how my mom bakes cookies for her every week and a half. I yelled
"Well, if you don't like them or whatever, why do you keep taking them from my mom? Why don't you just ask her to stop baking for you?"
She just looked at me with this sad, pitiful look on her face. She said something about needing the money. I started going into a rage and started throwing things at her while screaming at her at the same time. I remember some small, chubby child with glasses being there too. I threw stuff at her as well. I was fucking pissed.

I then remember being on some ride. I was sitting in a chair as it went through this flooded hallway. It was about to go down one passage, but a voice said that it couldn't, because it was a dead end. It had to go down some stairs instead. It was supposed to pretend to kill you. I remember someone else being there, I'm pretty sure it was Ryan. I had ridden it before, and knew it was all a part of the ride, but he didn't. He thought I was really going to die. I didn't tell him otherwise, I just decided to let him find out.

The chair took my down the flooded stairs. I ended up at the bottom, and pretended to be dead. Something then happened, something involving an airplane, someone trying to act like this puppet thing was real (it wasn't very convincing). I don't remember details of this part. It was really weird. It was kind of like a video game boss in a way.

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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was standing, looking at my friend Stephen. He said we should go up to the senior parking lot, so we did. The senior parking lot is on top of a hill, and is across from my school. As we walked up to the top, I noticed that Nicole was waiting for the traffic to stop so she could cross the road. We started to talk to her, I forget about what, but she told us that she was also going to the magic show in the main building. We crossed the street, then my friend said that he needed a dollar because the show was $21 and he only had $20. I gave him a dollar, and realize all I had was a $5 left. I figured I could just sneak in, which is what happened.

We stayed with Nicole and watched the show for a few minutes. The guy show was doing the show was really bad. Most of the things involved fire, which almost hit people a few times. The only thing I was impressed by, was how things weren't affected by gravity (which now makes sense).

I could only remember a very short bit of this dream.
For some reason, I was a lucid dream teacher in a school. I wasn't grown up or anything, still just a teen. I had to teach these two students named Hank and Jane, and help them become good at LD'ing.
Sadly, that's all I remember. But this is good, because I haven't remembered a single dream in months now. My recall is finally going back up thanks to everything I've been practicing. ^^
Where I was:A classroom at some random school that I've never seen before.
What I was doing:Teaching people on how to lucid dream.
Who was there:Two odd dream characters named Hank and Jane. Sucks I didn't go lucid. I wanted to talk to them more. But who cares, I'm going lucid tonight~

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out with a group of people, possibly at the edge of a building like a school building. There were shrubs, possibly euonymous, just behind a short fence. I, and maybe some of the other people, may have been trimming these shrubs. But this was also like some test, like some kind of paper test that was being taken indoors.

Something happened with time. As I was walking past the shrubs, which were like a classroom, I realized I had forgotten about a class, and that I had been counted as absent. I thought, Well, now it'll just snowball down from here, and I'll start missing all kinds of classes.

I walked past a young woman, maybe college age or a little older, who was the leader of this group of people out trimming the shrubs. We may have spoken for a moment. I then saw a few other women as I walked along. Two of the women were girlfriends. They both wore jeans and dark blue hoodies. One of the girls looked boyish and had short hair and pale skin.

At some point I had decided that I was going to quit this work, which was now something like a volunteer position. I was in something like a dorm room. All the curtains were pulled down. I was either getting into or out of a pair of khaki work slacks for the office. I worried that the woman in charge of the project would be disappointed in me for quitting.

Dream #2

I was in a dorm room that was full of stuff like manga books and anime DVDs. There was a TV somewhere, and I was trying to watch some kind of hentai anime. But there was something wrong somewhere in my dorm room. I couldn't quite pinpoint it, but it sounded like a problem with the water. It was really distracting.

I was about to walk out of the dorm room. But as I opened the door to the hallway, I saw two young men, both kind of tall and fat, one Asian. I tried to close my door really quickly, because I didn't want the boys to see me or know that I had been trying to watch a porn anime. But one of the boys saw me and greeted me cheerfully.

Somehow the boys came to understand my problem. Apparently I had come outside to find out where the water problem was coming from. The Asian boy, who I actually didn't know, knew exactly what to do. We went to the dorm next door from me, which was unoccupied. There was a toilet in the dorm. The Asian boy jiggled the handle and the water noise stopped.

As I was walking out of the empty dorm room, leaving the boys in the room, I thanked the Asian boy. He explained something to me, as if he were experienced with noise or plumbing.

Dream #3

I had come back to "my psychatrist's office," which was a lot bigger and messier than IWL. I had apparently not been able to fill out some kind of form before, because I couldn't remember the words to a Japanese pop song.

When I'd first come back to the office, it had been empty. But then my psychiatrist was there. I was really proud of myself as I told her I remembered the words again. I tried to fill out the form, while standing before a table that was full of clutter. But some other woman kept edging under me, trying to get to some waste basket under the desk so she could clean it out.

I eventually let the woman through and apologized. She said something nice. The room now was more like a psychiatrist's office. It had a couch and a chair, and it felt very calm. But it was still really big.

I sat down with my brother and sister on the couch. My psychiatrist asked, "So you can remember the words to the song now?"

I said yes and tried to start singing. But I was already forgetting the words. I was now on the opposite side of the room from the couch, which seemed so far away. My brother and sister were gettin bored with hearing me try to sing. They got up and left.

I was eventually sitting either very close to or on the arm of my psychiatrist's chair. I was still trying to sing the song, only haltingly getting through bits of lyrics. Something about iit may have had the "aeru no ii na" lyrics from L'arc en Ciel's "My Heart Draws a Dream."

I am an omnipresence for most of this dream, as well as a character in it
There is a girl in school, not really sure of the age, maybe 14 or so. She's not very feminine looking, for this reason she gets teased mercilessly by the boys. She has to take a sex education course as part of her required courses, but she starts to miss her classes. The teacher feels it would be better for her to talk to one of her fellow students, so he sends me out to find out what is going on with her.

She tells me about her problems with the boys, how they tease her and call her names. While we are talking some kid chases after her and makes a big show of cutting off her hair, making her look even more masculine. She's very upset. Another student is sent to help her, talk to her, a pretty and popular girl. Over a short time this girl student makes her way into the trust of the tortured girl. As a sort of half baked "test", she decides to make a pass at the butch girl to see how she will respond. Rather than push the popular girl away, the butch girl reacts passionately, fully into making out with the pretty girl.

Shocked, the pretty girl pushes her away after she's felt something pushing against her that should not be included in the female anatomy. The butch girl freaks out, crying out of shame and embarrassment. Now the whole school will know her secret.

It is revealed that the butch girl's parents made their daughter take hormones and undergo a cosmetic procedure to change her into a girl when she was a baby, but she was actually born a boy. She feels betrayed by her parents but finally free in a way to finally know the truth.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a bedroom that had a window wall revealing a hallway like an office hallway. My boss may actually have been in or just beyond the hallway. Some thick, grey curtains were mostly drawn over the window. But there were still some places where people could peep in.

The bedroom was huge and it had a really big bed in it. I had a pillow that was as long as my body. I sat with my back to the foot of the bed and my knees drawn up to my chest, cuddling the pillow. I came up with a sexual fantasy with two lesbian women. I thought I'd act out the fantasy with the pillow.

For some reason my boss and a colleague of his came to the door. I opened the door a crack and said something or other to them. They walked away, but I wasn't sure they weren't coming back.

I got in bed with the pillow. I may have had some small device on which I could watch lesbian porn while I was acting out my lesbian fantasy on this pillow. But I was kind of afraid to get started. I didn't want my boss to come in and see me.

Dream #2

I was in a place that was like a college bookstore, a supermarket, and the children's section of the library all mixed together. The area was crowded with young people who were sitting at tables. I was sitting with a couple young guys.

This was something like the first or last day of classes of some kind. If it was the last day, we were also being prepared for the following year of classes. A woman was engaged in calling each of us out. She was on some kind of speaker system. She sounded nice, kind of young as well.

The woman called out some guy who sat at a chair and used a grocery store conveyor belt as a table. The guy was skinny, with pale, olive skin and a shaved head. He wore a grey and white striped hoodie. The woman said something about how the guy had gotten his last mark of development in 1999.

The guys at my table groaned a little. One of them said, "1999? What's that guy been doing for the past ten years?"

I looked down at the floor. I thought, Well that's not too different from my situation. I can't criticize the guy.

Dream #3

I was in a grocery store. I may have been with a couple of my "friends," who were Latino. One of them may have been wearing a red hoodie.

I went off by myself to find paper cups and plastic sipping lids. I seemed to have a lot of trouble finding them. I ran into a cute, blonde worker who wore a 1960s style store mini-dress and wore her hair up in a loose, 1960s style. I told the woman I couldn't find the paper cups. She said she'd help me find them.

We walked left down one aisle. Halfway down the aisle I saw the paper cups and plastic lids. I ran to them. There was only one sleeve left for each thing. I pulled them off the top shelf. Each sleeve appeared already to have been opened, and half the stuff was missing. But I figured this was good enough.

I thanked the girl, who was now Bridgette Bardot -- and naked (?). We had apparently worked on some films together, so we walked along the store aisles, talking about the times we'd had together.

As we walked along some back aisle, which opened out to more of a department store area, like a display of furniture, I started having touble with dates. It seemed like I was trying to pinpoint the start of Bardot's career, as if I had been there. But Bardot's career "had started" in 1967, which was a decade before I was born. It didn't make sense.

Dream #4

I was an attractive, blonde woman. I was naked and in a hotel room with a black man who was maybe in his forties. We had probably just finished having sex.

I walked out of the room. I was dressed and was with "some of my girlfriends." We were in some small, fluorescent-lit room, like a coffee break room. I was laughing with the girls about how I would have to break up with this guy now, and how I was afraid he would just think I was playing around with him.

I was back in the hotel room, naked. There were two beds, and only one table lamp was on. I lay on one bed, drinking from a bottle of Coke. It was a 20 oz., but I had for some reason also gotten a 16 oz. bottle. I lay on my stomach. The man was somewhere else, maybe in the bathroom, at first. But he walked into the room as I was talking.

I was trying to tell the man as nicely as I could that I didn't think we were made for each other. I eventually sat down on the floor between the two beds, trying to drink from both Cokes. The man sat down on the other bed. He was probably wearing boxers and big, nerdy glasses. He had black and grey hair.

The man already seemed to understand what I was getting at. He chuckled a little bit. He took both Coke bottles out of my hands. He stood them on the bed with him. I realized I hadn't shared any Coke with the man. The man looked at the bottles for a moment, then handed me the 20 oz. bottle, because it had less soda remaining in it.

April 30, 2011

Notes
I wasn't going to post this at all, but then I figure I've been neglecting my journal for awhile now, and so I've forced myself. Some familiar recurring characters here, also a carryover of my broker air con dripping into the dream. Kind of ominous, as per usual, and strangely unsettling, especially around Burnett and the house. One very, very memorable dream character whom I've never met before. I can still see his face in my head.

Entry 011
I'm laying down between Octavia and Burnett, with the rest of my friends on the other side of Octavia. At first I don't seem to noticed Burnett. We're laying down, but we're in a kind of stadium place. It's some kind of school trip, I think, and the rest of my classmates fill the stadium around me. The stadium doesn't really have seats so much as risers, so that there's no back rest or place for your legs to dangle down. Most people are sitting up, cheering someone on, but my group and I are laying down, looking at the night sky. Suddenly I hear someone calling my name, singing it, in fact. I glance to my right and notice a skinny-ish boy with chin length sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a distinctive, but cute, face. I don't know him, even looking back he doesn't resemble anyone I know in real life, but I can still see his face in my head.

I duck under the risers, swing down to the ground effortlessly. He's singing me a love song. I smile and watch him sing into his mic for awhile. Finally, I interrupt him, "Hey." I smile again. I take a couple steps forward and hold out my hand, palm-up. He looks startled, and stares at me for a few seconds with an expression of horror on his face. Before I can even react, he's twisting away, running. I'm confused, and a little hurt, but I don't really think anything of it. I go back to my place on the risers.

As I'm laying there, looking up at the sky, I suddenly notice Burnett is laying next to me. I say something to him, and we start talking. Ironically, we're talking about lucid dreaming. After that, I'm talking about some photograph I have with me. He looks at it in a way that makes me think he's seen it before, and that it has a greater significance than I believe it to. After answering one of his questions, there's a pause until I reply. Once I reply he grins. My answer seems to have made him happy. Suddenly, without warning, he plants three kisses up my arm. I'm dismayed. I realize that I had gotten closer and closer to him and that now we were only inches apart. He sees the look on my face, says, "I didn't mean it that way...". It's too late. I'm scrambling away until I'm hugging Octavia, who had been angry I was ignoring her.

When the event, whatever it was, ends, I walk home to a giant Victorian style house. It's empty, haunted in a way. There's a constant dripping from the ceiling, as if the house is in a perpetual state of wet mold and decay. My mom is in one of the upstairs rooms, and she seems to be very sick. I wait for a long time in the house, not sleeping even though I am tired and it's pitch black outside. I get the feeling I'm waiting for Burnett. Eventually, my mom calls me up to her room and tells me to go get some food for a party. This trip coincides with some journey I have to undertake.

I find myself on highway at night. The area around me is somewhat desert-like, but it's so black outside I can hardly see a foot in front of me. Eventually, I come to a kind of way-station. Here there are a bunch of vending machines that spit out hot fast food. I walk up to the McDonalds one, hit the number of the food my mom wanted, then punch in the credit card information. Sure enough the machine spits out some hamburgers. Behind me, there's a huge line and a menacing looking biker makes it clear to me that if I don't get out now there will be trouble. I run out of the way-station, and I'm back on the road, heading somewhere...

General text non-lucid awake lucid

I decided to go ahead and put my first lucid dream into my dream journal. I also added the dreams that led up to this lucid. These dreams happened over 3 days when I was 7 years old.

In the first dream I had, I was standing out on my school's playground. The sky started to turn red. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky. I remember there being a large cloud over us, and I think it was skull shaped. There was a sense dread and impending doom. Everyone was looking up at the sky horrified. (They looked kind of funny staring at the sky with their jaws dropped actually. ) I went back inside the school and I walked up to the library on the 3rd floor. There was another kid there staring out the window with a book. I asked, "Why is the sky red?" He responded dramatically, "The world coming to an end!"

I woke up shortly after that. I thought this dream was kind of weird and creepy, but I didn't pay much attention to it until the next day.

In the second dream, it was a continuation from the last dream, but it took place on the day after the sky turned red. The sky was still red this day with the large cloud in the sky. I started my dream in front of my school. I didn't see anyone around the school or on the playground, so I went inside thinking that I was late. I entered a hallway, but it was dark, empty, and a mess inside. There was still no one in sight, no noise, and no sign of life. Desks and chairs were knocked over in the hallway, there was rubble on the floor, the wall was half destroyed, and the floor was cracked. At this point I was really starting to feal fear because I felt like the last guy in the world, I was scared of whatever destroyed everything, and I remembered the kid from the last dream saying that the world was coming to an end. Despite my fear, I continued down the hallway to find my classroom.

My dream ended and I woke up right before I would have entered my classroom. This dream felt more realistic than the last one and it was scarier for me. I even watched the sky half of the day wondering if it would turn red.

The third and final dream continued right about where the last one left off. It started with me sitting in the dark room at my desk. There was still no living thing in sight. I again started to wonder where everyone was for a few seconds. As I was thinking about this, the lights flashed on and all my classmates and my teacher seemed to flash into view with the light. They just walked around the room and worked on a project as if they had been there the whole time. I got up from my desk and asked my teacher, "Where did everyone go?" Everyone just turned and glared at me with angry expressions on there face. As they focused on me, their eyes started to glow red. In my mind all I could think was they wanted to chase me and kill me. And of course, they started to chase me out the door.

I ran back out into the hallway and then out to the playground. As I ran up the hill on the playground, I stared up at the sky and noticed it was still red and had the large cloud. I remembered this from the past 2 dreams and said to myself, "Wait! I'm dreaming!" I stopped at the top of the hill and turned to face the mob. I wanted to wake myself up before the mob could get to the top of the hill. Without giving it much thought, I started screaming, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" As I said this, pictured my real body hidden behind the red sky until I could feel it. I then tried to kick my legs and lift my arms. This required a lot of effort though. As I tried to lift my arms and legs, it felt like someone was pulling them back down. When the mob was about half way up the hill, the dream faded away.

My eyes opened and I was punching and kicking the air with ease. I was sweating and my heart was racing, but I knew I was now sitting safely in bed. I soon got really excited after that because I never had a dream where I knew I was dreaming before. As I started to get more dreams like this, I called them "super dreams" because it felt like a different side of me took over and played as a super hero. They were mostly triggered by nightmares, and this new part of me was like a self defense mechanism against nightmares. It wasn't until I was 13 that I learned there was a name for these dreams and they didn't have to be related to nightmares.

My Thoughts on these Dreams

Aside from the apocalypse aspect of it, that was awesome! A couple "super dreams" later, and I learned that I didn't have to run from nightmares. I could fight them! Always felt awesome. This is one of my favorite dream chains even though it was a continuous nightmare.

I think the reason why whenever I try to wake myself up and something pulls me down is because of sleep paralysis. Sleep paralysis isn't my best friend when trying to get away from a mob.

Induction Type: DILD/NILD (Nightmare Induced Lucid Dream)

Dream - Lucid

I woke up in my bed. I looked out the window, and it was very cloudy. I looked at the stereo clock across from me (don't have that anymore in waking life). It read 11:30. SHIT! How did I sleep so long? I was supposed to have a final at 10, and now I was an hour and a half late. I wondered why the hell my alarm didn't go off. I looked at my phone. The alarm was still set. I tried to do an RC on the clock to see if I was dreaming, but it passed. Well this sucks.

I got up and started trying to figure out what to do. Then, the phone rang. I answered it. Some lady was asking me why I wasn't taking my final. I apologized and said I had slept in too late because my alarm didn't go off. She told me to just go ahead and get over there as fast as I could. I threw some clothes on and left.

As I got to the parking lot outside of the auditorium, I noticed a tornado forming in the parking lot. It spun for a bit then disappeared (I actually saw something like this happen in waking life a couple of days ago O_O). It then happened again. The clouds looked super ominous.

I got into the room I was supposed to be in for my test, and saw a line of students with notebooks and neatly organized papers going up to my teacher. Shit, I thought, I was supposed to have my notebook together for her. I frantically started trying to get my worksheets and stuff together. I got up to the teacher, and she told me I should have done that before now. I told her I knew. I started tearing sheets out of my workbook (don't have a workbook for that class in waking life) to put in order for the notebook. When I finished putting everything together, I handed it to her to check. There were candy wrappers all over and between the pages. As she was looking at it, I was cleaning up the wrappers.

I then remember sitting down in a classroom that looked very similar to one of my elementary school classrooms.

~

I was with Ryan. We were at my parents' house. We were trying to play Cupid and set a couple of people up on a date. I remember the guy being obese, and I think the girl was too. I remember seeing the guy in my parents' house. Him and Ryan were talking about cars.

I then remember Ryan and I looking at these receipt paper printouts that looked into the future of these people, and some other people as well. I remember Ryan talking about them spending 60 days of the summer together, but I corrected him and said it was winter break, because they had gotten together during the fall semester. He agreed with me.

Then, I remember being in my car with the obese guy beside me in the passenger's seat, and Ryan in the back. I reached for my sunglasses in the cup holder. The obese guy had to move for me to get them. I started to back out of the garage. I noticed my mirror was about to hit the edge of the garage as I was about to pull out. I pulled back up, adjusted my wheel, and tried again. Only I had adjusted the wheel way too much. I said
"I don't know why I can't back out of here!" I thought that Ryan was getting frustrated with me, because he's so into cars and driving.
I finally made it out.

Then, I was standing in a room with everyone. The obese guy was holding a very fat cat. He put it down, and I picked up an ugly brown argyle sweater that was sitting on something behind me, and I threw it on the cat. The cat started walking around with it draped over him. Someone asked if the sweater would fit the cat. I said
"It's a size 24!" We all seemed to agree that it would fit the cat. We laughed.

I remember driving down the street, and seeing that the sky was very cloudy. I saw a piece of dark cloud stuck to some telephone wires. Then, as I drove a little further, I saw a few people standing on the side of the road. One had a little dog on a leash. A tornado formed above them. I thought they were screwed, but they just stood there as if nothing was happening. As the tornado disappeared, it got smaller and smaller. It was then very tiny, and stuck to one of the guys' shoe. He started trying to shake it off.

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I was swimming in some sort of pool, eventually I wound up by J's mom's house and I was excited to be there.

I was at the tuckshop at my junior school and I was being chased by some people from the lower grade. They were really pissing me off, and they chased me for ages.

We all needed the toilet, but when We ran there, it was full. We had to share the toilets with each other (??), some girls were also in the toilet watching us and telling us some random things. They were very flirty and forward.