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At school a child came up to me and hugged me. They would not let go. Then along came a social worker and told me I had been chosen as a substitute father, as the child's father had had a breakdown.
I went to the child's house and found that the father had made a few mistakes that had attracted the attention of the authorities.
The house looked pristine, and much nicer than mine, lol. It was open plan, with a white kitchen table with some photocopied notes on it. The father had apparently stapled they're lesson plans to the child's homework (they were also a teacher Oo).
It all started getting really weird and I got freaked out after that, feeling obviously I shouldn't be there and wtf would this happen to me also.

Spoiler for Substitute husband:

Wife came home and it all get way out of hand. It appeared I was taking on the role in more ways than one. She started giving me a blowjob, right there in the kitchen. It was all very wrong Oo.
Then the social worker comes through the door, and we scrabble to clean up. LMAO.

I was in my old school, went down to cloakroom, left my jacket and then changed my shoes. I met there a dark haired girl from my class. We talked for a while about plans for this day, them left the cloakroom. I took a seat at a bench in front of an entrance, the girl went through a hallway and disappeared. I was sitting there for a long while, students passing by. There weren't much of them, I knew that half of school's students are absent. After a while of sitting I decided to go to the cloakroom and leave. I met that girl again and we both took out stuff from cloakroom and headed to entrance. On the way we saw students coming to school, they told us that every student needs to go for some kind of commission. I decided to leave the school using back entrance.

I left the school and found myself in my house. It was dark, I was moving some small objects of strange properties, then I took a coffin with what seemed to be an ancient vampire. I left the room and went outside. I was standing at the entryway, watching the rain.

I left my house and found myself at a huge parking. It was just a plain field with mowed grass and loads of cars parked there. I entered a huge, white van and took a passenger's seat. One of my classmates was driving - a huge and fat dude. We drove to school to find out if we passed our vocation exams. I met with rest of classmates and then teacher appeared. She told me that I haven't passed.

I was outside an ancient structure/temple at night. I had played Tomb Raider Anniversary before I went to bed. There was a square pit, and someone tossed a match in it. The pit caught fire immediately, as if it was filled with gasoline. I saw a strange round shape over a dune (the environment looked barren, desert-like, dunes and all), and told the other guy I would go and investigate. When I got to see the whole thing (it looked like... something I forgot), I knew it was part of the "set". Then, the round shape became a giant clock face on the side of a large clock tower. I went inside. The lobby looked really modern, more a hotel/company HQ than anything else. A woman at reception spoke to me. She spoke of a conspiracy involving many corporations and governments.

I was in a tunnel, which was completely submerged with water. I had to swim, of course, but don't recall having to breathe. It all felt like I was playing a game rather than experiencing it myself. I took a detour to avoid a certain section of tunnel in which I knew monster was lurking. I had to go "AFK", and decided to park my character on the other side of the tunnel. It felt creepy to be so close to where I knew the monster was, but I knew that in a game, NPC's don't move unless provoked. Later, I found myself in a school environment. I think I was in the wrong classroom or something? I don't remember much of this segment. It's possible there was another reference to the "conspiracy".

In the last one, I was was Samuel L. Jackson, who was a police captain from the Midtown Precinct of Manhattan - and, might I say, a total badass. We were in a very poor and dilapidated (not to mention dangerous) area further north on the peninsula. We busted through a gate, and Sam blasted several confused bad guys with his shotgun. We had the element of surprise. We fought across a courtyard, through a passage between low-rise buildings. We busted into one of the structures, shooting (I think) a scientist in a lab coat. He wasn't dead, and sat up against a wall, scared and/or wounded. The guy was an evil henchman, that much I knew. I wanted to interrogate him. Knowing we had him (and he had nothing to lose), he played ball. He spoke of a terrifying conspiracy that would shake the very foundations of the world if it ever came out.

I drove to school and parked my car inside the cloakroom. I left it then went to my locker. The room have changed greatly since last year and I had to look for my locker. I managed to finally find it and wanted to hide my stuff, but I decided to take most of it to home. Then I left the cloakroom in search of my class main teacher. First I looked into the conference hall, but I decided to leave and met a chemistry teacher. I told her what I'm looking for and she wanted me to tell her where to find main teacher. I went upstairs, it was really dark there but someone turned on a flashlight. I said hi to other students of my class and then we entered the classroom. We received a subject plan for this semester. I was curios about the "something's wrong" subject, but didn't asked about it. Teacher checked presence list, starting from me, then reading many Spanish names and ending with proper list.

This dream partially overlapped with reality, as if I was in the early stages of a WILD - but I wasn't lucid. I saw a town. I recall some kind of device around my arm, and an application that reminded me of Facebook, or a dating app, telling me it suggested a nearby café for some reason. Only vague flashes remain of this bit. Then, I was in my bed (overlap with reality part starts here) and looked to my left through the open door of my bedroom. I saw a very creepy little girl dressed in red approach. I couldn't see her face. She looked a lot like Alma from the game FEAR. I was almost frozen in fear. At some point I decided I couldn't just lie there and let whatever happen, so I conquered my fear and jumped out of bed. I thought about getting one of my guns, and closing and locking the door. Sadly she was already in my room, walking by the bed to the other side. The rush of adrenaline I felt when I got out of the bed woke me up.

This dream featured gameplay of the game Fury³, a very old Microsoft game from 1995. My view was the camera of the ship. I flew around Terran, the first planet. My objective was to blow up some kind of tower. I fired on it, but it wouldn't blow up yet. I flew up, then dived down for another volley. Another target (or the same one?) also flailed to blow up. It took off (it was a big ship) and flew off. Having failed to destroy it, I expected to fail the game, but I think I got assigned a new target instead.

It started in a small room. It was a long time ago, possible early 20th century, or even late 19th century. A couple of men were showing their refrigerators (I know, random). They said it ran on 500 Watts of power. I had my refrigerator with me, a modern one (their was ancient, they were from the late 1800's after all), and said it ran on 2000 Watts. They got suspicious as mine looked way too "futuristic" to them. I was from the future, so their suspicion was justified. At some point I was apprehended by a Nazi. Gestapo, or SS. *Racism warning*. He called me a "nigger" and ordered me to come with him. I tried to reason with the creep, saying I was clearly white, but he would not listen. Some other guy, also a Nazi (except I had known this guy for longer, apparently) had to take me in. We walked through a large, crowded corridor. I begged him to look the other way for a moment so I could get away. He used to be a friend, I think. I managed to escape onto a small town square, then flee between two houses. The place looked pretty old and Mediterranean. I heard a Nazi scream something, and felt a whole horde of the bastards chasing me. I was running on the street, when I felt myself being lifted up from the ground. I started to fly. I wasn't freaked out by this, even though it was my first time (in this dream's continuity). I didn't mind, I knew they would never catch me at that speed. I wasn't very good at steering yet, and I felt I couldn't avoid hitting the houses on the other side of the street. I plunged right through the window of a café, past two people who were trying to enjoy their coffee. Despite not *really* remembering my previous flying experiences, I remembered I had always had trouble NOT flying into buildings and decided a different approach. I would *let it* happen, and see what happens. By ignoring the buildings and not worrying about what would happen, I phased right through them. I could "become solid" mid-flight and burst through walls/glass/whatever, which was cool. When I was out of the houses again, I gained altitude again and looked out over the town. I felt invincible. I wanted revenge on the Nazi's. I didn't care about their puny bullets anymore. I'd rip 'em apart with my bare hands, or use TK. I knew the school (the place I escaped from was a school, apparently) was to my left, so I tried to turn left while imagining the place to create it. I think I was lucid at this point. I probably gained lucidity at around the point I started flying. Sadly, I instantly woke up the moment I tried this.

Final flash before I called it a night: someone was doing some kind of job (on a large wall?), and I was scratching rust off of my car.

Dream

I was in my school. It looked like it was just built and finished, I felt much younger. I went downstairs from one of the classrooms and into the hallway, passing a group of students. It was late and lessons were about to end. Suddenly I asked myself "Is that a dream?" after a while I repeared this question, feeling somehow aware yet a little doubting. I met a girl I met years ago during student exchange, we talked for a while going upstairs. Her voice was different and she was speaking in my native language. I asked "Shouldn't you speak english?" She said "I'm not sure." We moved on and ended up near a classroom. She stripped herself from clothes and we made it in the hallway. Everything went black.

False awakening

I woke up in my bed with an orgasm and I had to change my underwear. I left the bed, took spare pants and went towards bathroom. Parents were out for the night and grandma usually has a deep sleep, so I shouldn't wake anyone. On the hallway when I got just past doors to grandma's room, she opened the door and hit me in my back. I rushed towards the toilet and cleaned myself, then changed underwear. Then I went back through hallway and in the window I saw parents in the car. Father parked right in front of the entrance, he was holding a baby.

First dream

It was an evening. Strong wind was blowing and sky was covered by dense layers of dark-red, huge, towering clouds. I was in my father's carpentry workshop, we were working on something with father, sister, my friend and two other men. My backyard was changed and door to old toilet hut were placed right in front of the workshop. The doors were opening on their own and despite the strong wind, sister scared me that it was a ghost opening and closing them all the time. I looked at the clouds and saw loads of lightnings shooting across the sky. I said "There's a photo session up in the sky, we should get back to home." We went back to my house, it looked like it was before renovation. My friend said "Wait, I've got to go meet someone at the wolf." I immediately realised that the wolf is a name he's calling one of the streets. We went out, it was just after the rain. We saw something strange - a blue orb of energy, surrounded by an orange, circular energy beam. It moved towards us really quickly, disappearing and appearing in another spot. I said to my friend "Look! It must be an anomaly, just like in stalker games!" We went around it, but then I decided to throw some pebbles at it. Two throws missed, I got a feeling that it's watching me. Third throw hit that orb and it exploded, releasing huge amount of steam. We went onward.

Second dream

I was in school, ending my classes. We were going down to cloakroom, I took my stuff and went for a bus. There were only a few passengers inside. I looked out through windows and saw that storm is coming. I felt that the bus is going to fall on it's side, so I leaned through a window and pulled a few strings that made it keep balance. When we were driving in a crowded town, I found myself in a cargo that was placed externally, on the bus' side. I was trying to not get crushed when bus was driving by other vechicles. Suddenly the engine turned off and I had to leave the cargo. I met up with two girls from the bus, one was very rude and we couldn't stand each other.

Fragment

I was in my house, in a living room. There was a tied up couple lying on the floor. A man in a black suit with red tie and a blonde, completely naked woman. I was holding a gun in my hand. The man said that they're not my parents which made me shot myself in an arm. Then he said "We're just freaking, kid!" This made me rage, I shot at them a few times.

Dream - Lucid

I dreamed a little more than this last night, but I really felt the need to record these, as they were quite vivid, the second one also being very intense.

I was teaching at a summer school/camp with my friend Rachel, who is also pregnant. Her baby had a rare birth defect where its heart was developing outside the body (this is a real thing btw for those who aren't aware). She and I were sitting together and she started crying. I closed my eyes and felt so sad for her. I put my hand on her leg. I believe I may have even shed a tear. I asked her about the operations they would have to do on the baby. The sadness I felt for her was very intense.

We were all assigned one child for the program. They would actually live with us (and apparently I lived at my parents' old house with them). Mine was a little blonde girl in the 5th grade.

The program's classes were divided into grade levels. Both Rachel and I's kids were in the 5th grade level. The classes were held outside in these station/kiosk type things. I saw my child playing there. I then had to pee so I went to the bathroom. The stall was like a port-o-john but only had a small, narrow place to sit and a narrow hole to go in. It was built for kids, and I "remembered" this from when I was at this same school as a child. I started to go but was peeing on the floor. I adjusted and peed on my underwear. They were soaked by the time I was done so I took them off and threw them in the garbage. I then heard people outside. A young female teacher saw the pee on the floor coming out from underneath the stall. She assumed the toilet had been backed up and overflowed and I let her think that, as I didn't want to tell her that I peed everywhere. She got a plunger-type thing and started to plunge it. Dirty, poopy water came out and splashed me in the face; I guess it was backed up.

I then was walking back to the play areas outside with the teacher; it looked to be evening outside. I was telling her that I had never planned on becoming a teacher, but I was excited to start my real teaching job in the fall.

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I was in what was my mom's car in a parking lot at night with my brother. We were parked but I'm not sure why. Both of our parents were dead; they had died not long ago in the dream, maybe days or weeks prior. We now were using their car.

These two college-aged white guys came up to the car and started trying to harass us into letting them in. They wanted to rob us. We locked the doors and wouldn't let them in. They started to laugh and got an ax and baseball bat and took them to our tires. Whatever, we were still safe. I saw and heard glass breaking as they did this, but I wasn't sure what it was coming from. We watched these douche canoes fuck up our car. I kept thinking about our parents, and how empty it felt without them.

I then decided to call 911. My brother was just going to call the police, but I felt we needed urgent help. I misdialed it at first, dialing 912 or something instead, and then redialed and was given hold music. I didn't care, I'd wait if I had to.

My brother then had to get out of the car for some reason; I think the cops were there. The guys saw the opportunity and tried to get in the unlocked door, but I locked it and the back door (which was also unlocked for some reason) quickly, before they could get in. They were mad, and I gave them two birdies, one with each hand. This infuriated them, and one pulled a gun on me and started to shoot. He hit me in the neck multiple times. I saw the hole in the barrel light up with each shot, and felt the shock of being hit. I was in shock, surprised that he had actually opened fire. He seemed surprised as well that he had actually shot me. I was holding my neck and saw a cop in the back window. I held my hand out to him and he reached back to me.

I then was out of the car, I think with my brother, walking to an ambulance. I was getting dizzy and woozy from loss of blood. We walked by the guys who tormented us; they were sitting on a curb smoking (at least one was smoking) while police searched their car. I hoped they were going to get arrested. I was then laid on a gurney on the back to the ambulance, which was actually on an open trailer being pulled behind it. I heard them say they could see my bone and my heart, which is how bad the wound was. I was then being driven with my neck wrapped up tight in a scarf. No one was back there with me.

Sleep from 8pm - 3:20am

I got accepted to JPL school in Texas. It's not just a campus, but a research center and exhibition park with all things space. It's somewhere up in the hills, so high, that they have to carry up even helicopters.

I'm excitingly trying to call my brother to tell them I got accepted to JPL, because he was going for a visit there. But there is no signal so I'm going to wait till I skype him from my room.

I'm with my old classmates and a teacher having orientation. After that we take some escalators down into living habitats, which are huge building towers. The escalators and everything is full of visitors, tourists, people who work and live there.

We stop on the bottom of the escalator, because friend of mine M wants to get a drink. One bar is closed for some celebration, so my friend and someone else pulls out half full bottle of pear vodka and make mixed drinks at outside tables of another bar. I wonder where they have the bottle before.

Then we take a people mover that dips deep down into a wall and ends up at a boarding platform. We need to cross from Tower A to Tower B where we have living quarters. We sit down in nice cusioned seets on this transportation device that looks like a disneyland ride. It has about 7-10 seat rows. The attendant comes by to check our resident cards and I scramble to find one in my backpack. When she scannes it, she tells us that we have to wait for the next one, because this one is full. But it clearly is not, so we feel discriminated against because we are from another country.

So me and 3 other males ask how to get to the other tower and we are told there is some service tunnel. We get there and there are many heavy doors opening and closing fast to let fast moving people moving carts through. They are going really fast , we can't even see them coming or going, just a blur. Somehow we get through few doors, I see those guys running through them, diving through pipes and openings in the wall. But we have to turn back, because it becomes more dangerous and people just can't get through there.

I was preparing for my vocation exam and then got into a car with my pal and my sister. They have packed back of the car with random stuff. I started driving my car but it felt weird. I realised that it's not my car but rather my another sister's car. I adjusted my seat and drove onward. It was really dark, but I could see buildings and road as if it was bright day - they were surrounded by darkness.

Suddenly I found myself in my school, in front of a classroom where exam would take place. I met many people that I haven't talked with for a long time. A teacher appeared - woman, long dark hair, wearing a gray suit - and told us that it's time for first group to enter. I wasn't signed to that group so I had to wait with few other people. We were waiting and waiting, and the exam didn't ended for their group so we all went out for some time. Then another teacher - a skinny, black haired woman in early forties - appeared and started shouting at us, telling us to get back to school. I recognised her as my previous maths teacher.

It was a dark, cold night. I've got arrested, though nobody ever told me what I did. After a few days they were moving me to another prison, to a seclusion cell. They were moving me in a huge cage, halfway to new prison we had to stop in front of some building that was a mix of hotel and a school. Police officers had to leave me for a while. I used this moment to escape from the cage, remove handcuffs and get some better clothes. There was a radio nearby, I turned it on and heard that police already knew about my escape. Luckily they didn't knew my appearance. A police officer came closer and asked "Excuse me Sir, what's your name?" I replied "Uhm... Robert Frankowicz." We stood there silent for a moment, then he asked again "What was your name again?" to which I replied "Robert Ziemieniewicz." The officer only made "Ah." and went away, clueless.

I decided to check what's going on around - there was some kind of party in that school, where people I saw before in school were partying. There was also some kind of contest and students were preparing for it. As I was wandering the school, police finally found out who I was. I ran down a hallway, then using backdoor I escaped to nearby grove and run into a city, through dark alleys to a hospital. Time of day changed from night to a warm, summer day. I found a stash I left before, full of deadly weapons. Again, police somehow found out that I'm there. What's more - they sent psychiatrists after me. I took some explosive pasta and spread it all around the hospital while escaping from them. I was desperately looking for detonator, but I couldn't find it, so I ran to a nearby parking and stole a car.

I was driving with really high speed, hearing a voice saying "And so he escaped the police and psychiatrists. For months he was driving recklessly, until one day." I was driving in a city near my home town, still with really high speed. When I was on a curve, the car swinged and hit a street lamp. My perspective changed to third person. I was a black, bald male with green t-shirt and jeans trousers. I got shot out of the car, still holding steering wheel in my hands. I flewn towards another street lamp, which was really elastic. It bended down and shot me back at a metal bar, I hit it with my stomach and started puking blood. Voice said "The hit was so hard that it damaged intestines badly, making him puke out his own blood."

Night of June 10th, 2016: Gym Class // A Wild Ex Has Appeared!

Here are two dream fragments from last night:
In dream fragment #1, I was in some sort of gym class. It wasn't in my school's gym, but rather a huge, dark room with no windows and reddish-yellow lighting. Many other girls were in there, and we were told to do a few different tasks, one of which I remember. We were asked to run from one side to the other. My feet got incredibly heavy as I did this though, and it felt like I was moving through water or as if I had chains wrapped around my ankles: slow. I turned to ask the other girls what was going on but I got no response
In the second dream fragment, I was peering down a hole in the ground into the "bedroom" of my ex boyfriend (the one represented by the more intelligent gorilla in last night's dream). It was dirty and cluttered, and he sat in it.
//dreamcut// We are suddenly in my grandmother's basement, him on her couch.
I don't remember any more than that, but I'll update this if I do.

Night of June 10th, 2016: Gym Class // A Wild Ex Has Appeared!

Here are two dream fragments from last night:
In dream fragment #1, I was in some sort of gym class. It wasn't in my school's gym, but rather a huge, dark room with no windows and reddish-yellow lighting. Many other girls were in there, and we were told to do a few different tasks, one of which I remember. We were asked to run from one side to the other. My feet got incredibly heavy as I did this though, and it felt like I was moving through water or as if I had chains wrapped around my ankles: slow. I turned to ask the other girls what was going on but I got no response
In the second dream fragment, I was peering down a hole in the ground into the "bedroom" of my ex boyfriend (the one represented by the more intelligent gorilla in last night's dream). It was dirty and cluttered, and he sat in it.
//dreamcut// We are suddenly in my grandmother's basement, him on her couch.
I don't remember any more than that, but I'll update this if I do.

Night of June 8th, 2016: Missing Shoes / Fishboy

So, in this dream I ended up on my school bus without any shoes on (I had black socks). As I arrived at school I decided I would go to the gym and take my tennis shoes out of my gym locker. On the way there, I ran into a police officer who offered to open the locker and retrieve my shoes for me.
Here, the dream cuts away from me and instead goes to a 3rd person view of the officer, with me nowhere to be seen. He is seen walking into some sort of mall/store/restaurant thing and getting sidetracked, but I heard him say something along the lines of "It's too much trouble to open the locker; it'll be more cost effective to just buy her new shoes."
Not sure what happened after this but I switched into a completely different dream. I was being chased (in my front yard near the tip of our pond) by 4-5 teenage guys with unknown/fuzzily remembered intentions. Possibly to hurt me? Either way, one was British and seemed to take a liking to me. He, jumping into the water, turned into a strange black fish resembling a catfish without the whiskers, but more blob-like, and started singing. I remember saying, "Don't you dare turn this into a musical," despite my fear of the whole turn of events. My whole yard flooded, and he was following me through the water. The water was murky and dark, and he went under. I, of course, was very freaked out and hopped onto the back of my friend Mallory (no idea where she came into the dream, but who cares) and tried to hold my feet out of the water.
I desperately pleaded her to help me take my feet out of the water so the fishboy couldn't get me, and she suggested I just take my feet out of the water. Oddly, my feet were stuck and my vision suddenly impaired.
I then woke up.