School - fragment I was in school. It was during one of the lessons. Every student in school had to take their stuff from lockers, as school would sell them. I took a jacket and shoes from it, and said quietly I'm going to lock it, and take the key with me! Then a man appeared and told me Oh, don't forget about leaving the key near the entrance! He probably haven't heard what I said. I went outside and met with other classmates. We sat down on the stairs. Nobody knew if we have anymore lessons, so we waited. Burning people I was in home. It was during midnight. With mother we went outside. We had a visitors, an Ukrainian family. We locked them in a building sperate to our home, and ignited it. I didn't knew about them so I asked Why are we burning it down? Mother replied Because there are Ukrainians inside, and a cat too! We watched as people burnt to ashes. I asked myself Shouldn't I get a trauma after watching people burn? After a while of looking at the ashes I concluded Nope, I'm fine. Truck driver and zombies I saw a fortified, sealed compund. It was full of zombies, the world was close to apocalypse. I was a truck driver. I drove through some tunnels, thinking each time how my truck would fit in. I drove inside one of the tunnels. It was weird, there were lots of pillars in the middle of the road. I couldn't maneuver through it. Enraged I went on a rampage, breaking everything with my truck. Suddenly I broke down the fortifications of the zombie compund, setting them free. I drove away, breaking some cars and other objects, laughing from people escaping from rotting menace. Suddenly my truck broke. I was running, escaping from zombies.
I only remember a dark place with a white sign, and a truck, car or a bus. I think 2 other people were at the place, or else it was me and another. 1 of them or were getting teached to drive or something. Red text means I'm not entirely sure that this is true, but I think it is.
I was in abandoned industrial area of some city. I bought an old factory for a really low price. Next I started buying weapons, and recruiting gang members. We were preparing for a big robbery. In the downtown we were waiting in a truck. This was a sunny afternoon, people were walking on the sidewalk, there was no traffic on the road. Our target were two huge skyscrapers, where stock exchange offices were place among banks. I took a Spas 12 shotgun and loaded it, then took some ammo with me. When we were ready, we ran towards the building, and quickly proceeded to do our job. We cutted out the power, so alarm won't sound. On the other hand, elevators won't work. This would slow down anyone who could try to get to us, while were going to move towards the rooftop. People were afraid to do anything against us. We quickly took the money and escaped. When we got to rooftop, my associates betrayed me. I quickly dropped the money and dodged their shoots. I decided to take them from surprise. I jumped from the rooftop. They thought that I'm dead, but I jumped onto the cleaners elevator. I moved up, and attacked them from behind while they were trying to get to the other skyscraper. They striked back, but I dodged every of their shoots, leaving no one. Instead of going to the other skyscraper or using the cleaners elevator, I ran down the stairs. The police arrived then, but I managed to shoot them out. I ran to the streets, took the truck and escaped. A few weeks later I was in a hosing projects. I took a telescope, and watched people with different lenses. I went to the local corrupted police officer, to get information, and send some troops to some place.
February 05, 2015 IT'S NOT RIGHT... Zukin and I were in some other country and we found a Dönner Kebab place. But they were trying to put bacon on it. We spent hours arguing with the people about the fact that Dönner shouldn't have Bacon in it, and that we weren't going to pay for it unless they made it right. It was a full dream about arguing about food. Monster Trucks I was with my brothers B and E, and we had rented a monster truck. We spent some time in parking garages and ended up spending the night at a museum with a group of people. We played games, made videos and took lots of pictures. I didn't think it was as late as it was, but when I saw the sun rising, I remembered that my brothers and I were supposed to be home for my parents' anniversary. They didn't want us to leave, and I didn't want to leave either, because I had a thing for one of the guys. But we had to leave. E was driving, and we took a wrong turn, but didn't realize it until much later. We went down this whole race-track-like mesa path in the desert. We got all the way through it, and I was freaked out because E was driving really fast, and almost passed a real race-car. We stopped at the end of it, and this man tried to recruit E to be a racer for him. He commented on how E had almost beat the professional racer, even though he'd never had any training. But E turned them down because he had to get us back home. But the car broke down. Somehow B fixed it, and got on the wheel to drive us back home. We carefully drove back down the mesa path, watching for oncoming traffic since it was pretty much a one-way road. When we got home, we parked at the bottom of the driveway. We got out of the car, and an old family friend got out of a car that had just parked behind us. She was with a younger woman, and she came up to me. She hugged me and said, "So, I hear you've started nursing!" I said I hadn't had a baby, so I couldn't be nursing. She held up a diamond necklace, and said, "well, I can't just give this to you if you're not nursing...!" And the younger woman with her tried to get her to give it to her instead. We get inside, and I hug my mom, She starts crying a little, and I am confused a little. I assume she just missed us so much. She and dad gave us a huge scroll with a riddle on it... it took us about an hour to solve. At the end, we came up with "and we'll have a new /./" We were so confused about this. But then B was like "Wait!" and we figured out we had made a miscalculation. It was supposed to say "and we'll have a new son." They were telling us mom was pregnant. Which was sooooooo weird. Because after my little brother, they made sure they couldn't have kids anymore... I would have gotten lucid from this if I hadn't suddenly wondered who's old room the baby would have, and worried that it would be my room. My life seemed to be upside down in these moments... LIBERATION I was in a group of people on a different universe... we were all part of the same working group, but we were oppressed by the more "popular" members of the cleaning group. We were walking back from a day's work, and one of my companions was falling behind... the work he had made him break pout in uncontrollable acne, and everyone made fun of him for it. There were about five of us in all, and after work on this day, I was so infuriated with how they were left to fall behind, and we came together and one of the inhabitants of this other universe helped us get back home... It involved taking video and pictures and we were all huddled together... We got home, but all missed that friend who had helped us get home. At first none of us talked about our experiences... but about a year from getting back, this girl from the other universe was so famous and like an idol in our own universe. When I told people I had taken one of the most iconic pictures, nobody believed me... so we showed them the video from that time, and my face flashed in the camera. I had the face of Emma Watson.
02.02.20152-2-15 Fragments - Truck broke (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream Fragment (+0.5) There was some track racing and the trucks also had consciousness. Suddenly, one truck lifted on just the back tires, as was vertically pointing to the sky. One of them had an oil problem due the weird position and broke down.
25.01.20151-25-15 Fragmented dream - Racing with a tractor. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in some country alike home. The house looked very big and there was a huge barn on the east side of the house. There were a few tractors and some trucks and the owner told me we could race while I drove a tractor and he drove a truck. I did not think a tractor could make it to beat a truck: I got into the tractor and its driving was weird. We got to a non pavimented road and there was a huge traffic jam, all with usps delivery vans.
I am a floating awareness, following a young buy as he runs from a man and woman. They are chasing him through the exterior stairways on a large ship. As he runs from them, he turns a corner and gets the attention of an officer on the ship who hides him underneath his coat. Quite well hidden actually. His pursuers catch up to the officer, who directs them on their way up the stairs. I float up to the top, and see through the man's eyes as he looks through thermal imaging goggles at the officer, and sees the boy underneath the coat. They yell out, and begin to run down to get him. The officer quickly puts the boy down and tells him to run. Now I am in physical form again and there has been a large conflict started between an apparent good force against an apparent evil force. They are using telekinetic weapons, superhuman strength, and guns to kill one another. I don't feel nearly powerful enough to do anything but die in this fight, so I run for my life as I hear some people approaching, and bullets ricochet off a nearby wall. The ship is now an old Victorian house as I sprint down the hallways and down to the main entrance. Seeing an older woman standing there, I tell her it's not safe - that there are people chasing me and they will probably ask her questions under duress if they find her. I turn to run out the front door, but see many thousands of police officers with guns out front, all standing in a massive array facing the door. I open the door, and drop my sweater I'm holding onto the ground and immediately put my hands up. They seem uninterested in me, as if they know I'm not a threat to anyone. So I pick up my sweater and walk through their formation to the back, where I look for a spot to sit down and get my bearings. There is not much room with so many police, but I manage to find a small spot up against the fence behind a hill. As I sit down, my sweater turns into a giant inflatable boat / mattress with 3x 20 ft long air chambers. Other people lean up against it and rummage through my supplies. The closest one to me hold up several boxes of cereal and asks me where my things are. I only have a single box of life cereal and I show it to him. Behind us is a large hill, and we watch as large Mac trucks drive up and down it, going off jumps, doing flips and 360s. A jeep is with them, and they crash into each other, sending the jeep flying through the air, doing stunts, and landing back on its wheels - neither of the vehicles are damaged at all. I think it's really strange how that can be, and am suddenly driving the jeep! I am low on gas, so I pull up next to the Mac truck and get out. I have a few spare gas tanks, and think that other guy is probably low on gas too, his bigger truck surely uses more gas than my jeep does. So I begin fueling his truck instead of mine. Then I consider that it might take diesel instead of gas, so I stop. Walking back to my jeep, it is now parked further away, at a gas station pump. Some friends walk with me through the crowd of tall gas station attendants - all dancing and looking very intimidating, but acting harmless. There are 4 of us, so I get into the back of the jeep. The back of the jeep transforms completely and I am floating above a field. My friend Rob has created a type of emblem for himself out of 4 cubes, and I am told to create my own emblem. It is described to me how the system works, and how by changing the adjacent cubes, others change to match it on the edges. It already makes sense to me, but through their explanations of how to use the system, and what to watch out for, I am confused and end up making a lame little unicorn pony. Everyone watching me do this starts laughing. No one is even sure how I made a unicorn pony, but that aside, it's the lamest thing they've ever heard of. A little frustrated, I poke at it, making random finger gestures, and manage to add armor to it, and laser cannons, rocket launchers, and a disposable tail like a lizard. I continue to poke at it, and the armor gets upgraded each time until it is quite a badass unicorn pony. A pony even Satan himself would think twice before messing with him. That silenced the critics! The pony stands there, covered in thick spiky armor - charred black, and with no gaps between it. Most parts of the armor are actually on fire, and give the pony a frightening aura of flames and smoke. Protruding from each of the shoulders are some sort of laser cannon that looks like its from 3000 years in the future. The unicorn horn has been modified into a serrated spike of death, coated in metal and adorned with extra spikes. On its back is some sort of rocket launcher or mortar with a laser guidance system.
I had a dream that I was in our school gym hanging out and talking with my friends on the bleachers. It must've been the "FACT" class we have on tuesday and friday. There weren't that many people besides us on the bleachers, and there were just a few people out in the gym playing basketball/volleyball/etc. Also, the gym was bigger and the bleacher seats were wider apart, and might've even been different colors. I just remember joking around with my friends and thats about it. I then also remember a dream where I was at one of my friend's house, outside, with another friend. We were trying to hide from my friend whose house we were at, for some reason. We ran around his yard to the front, then we tried to make it to this lot full of woods and hide in there, but as we passed his house from the front he was in his red ford ranger and spotted us, and gave chase, jokingly of course. We were going and somehow, through dream magic he ended up on the other side and on the other side of the street, which is a church with a big sign, and he runs into the sign and destroys it. He gets out and he's like "oooh crap..." The dream skips and I remember a whooole segment of people building a new sign and rennovating the church someone saying "I'm glad they're replacing that old, crappy sign". I also remember going in the church and, not only was it in a completely different area, it was a whole different (and smaller) church, and the lawn was overgrown, it was also dark, like the sky was just black. The new sign was made of like stone and had vines on it.
This one's from December 01, 2014: Have Mexican parents (I'm not Mexican IRL). I'm a kid about 10 years old or so. The dad drives a truck (like a tractor-trailer). I climb on top of it like on top of a train and ride it there, hanging on to bars up there, as the dad drives it. The mom is probably in the front seat. This truck also flies, kind of like a plane, but at a lot lower altitude. It doesn't transform or anything, just starts driving then keeps flying then lands and drives again. The truck went mostly through/above country roads instead of interstates. We run out of gas & money and stop in a town. We have relatives there but we want to pretend to be rich or something, so we go hang out with this random rich lady who's got two dogs and a kid. At first we pretend just fine and make friends, but then she finds out that we're super poor and end up doing work for her. I'm not sure what the parents did, but I did a lot of cleaning. For some reason both of her dogs and her kid piss all over the house, and I have to take care of it. The lady likes me, and I also do some more personal assistant stuff for her, and organize things.
I was walking down a dark road in an unknown place. It's in a suburban neighborhood. I was looking for bus/jeep/car to travel. I was in a truck. Not sure what kind. I was in the passenger side of the front seat (right side). G was driving. We were going to have drinks (images of my hometown near the plaza at night). I said to him that if it seems unsafe since it's at night, we can go to my home instead. He gave me skeptical look. I assured him it's just for the drink. I was on a cliff. I was drinking beer (?) with two people. Faces are unclear. There was a huge winged dragon beneath us, trying to climb up. I didn't feel fear. In fact, I was dubbing what it was supposed to be thinking or saying, like "Hey, guys, how do you get up there?" or "A little help please?" One of my companions had his foot stuck somehow, so part of him was dangling. It still felt all in jest. He looked like a middle age warrior. The dragon spew flame at us, but I didn't feel any fear or heat. I was hit directly and all I could think of was how I was supposed to feel.
Although I cannot remember exactly, I have been planning to get from UK to France. Because somehow I was unable to fly or use a boat, the plan was to go in a truck. Some friend of mine had a father that could arrange that. The father was ill or disabled and would go too. I remember going to a boarder office somewhere at the harbour. I purchased some tickets and then returned to the loading bay where the truck was. Two builders were loading loads of bags with cement on the truck. There were bag everywhere. Then I when we were just about to leave, the gather got stubborn and decided that he didn't want to go. Without him it would be impossible. I was sitting by the door, doing something, I have a feeling that it was somehow spying on him or plotting something to trick him. thats all I know.
Dream - Lucid I was at work. Everything seemed quite dark. It was very early in the morning. I was working with this guy that came from another department to learn the bakery IWL. I was filling all these drawers that filled up this tall cabinet-looking thing with things we would need for the day. I was trying to go fast because I had a certain amount of time to be finished with it. I then had to take a break. I went and laid down in a bed for my break. I think I was talking to the guy who was still working as I was falling asleep. I looked at the clock to check the time, and break was about over. I got out of the bed and continued what I was doing. I then had to go do something else, so the other guy had to take over. "You know what to do, right?" I asked. He nodded a yes in response. I hoped he wasn't insulted by my question. I then "remembered" that he did that all the time, so of course he knew how. I woke up and it was weird; I didn't feel like I had fallen asleep at all. It was only an hour or so later than when I went to bed. I was burning up, so I turned the heat down and went back to sleep. ~ I was in this area, I believe it was a basement, that had these small cages filled with, what I called, "chinchillas", though they looked more like small white mice. There was also one with white cats in it. The chinchillas and the cats were all different sizes; some were big, others were quite small. I saw that a medium-sized chinchilla had escaped. I went to scoop her up to put her back in the cage. She bit my palm pretty hard, and it hurt! I carried her over the the cages regardless. I then noticed how small the cages really were; they were small and narrow, and the chinchillas were shoved in there so crowded up. There were two cage doors that would slide open and closed, one on each side of the cage. The chinchillas in the cage were trying to escape by sliding the doors open. I put the one back that I had gotten back inside the cage. The others kept trying to escape. I didn't blame them, but I didn't want them to die out there either. I thought about using different primary colored wooden building blocks (ones I had when I was young IWL) to build on some more room. I laid down a few blocks for a foundation when I noticed that another had escaped, this time a much smaller one. I couldn't find where she went, but then, I saw that a medium-sized white cat had also escaped. She was stretching, as cats do. I hoped that the cat didn't eat the chinchilla. ~ I was getting up for work. I was in my room in the house I grew up in. Ugh so early... I was then at work. I wasn't quite sure what I was supposed to be helping with. Shannon was there, this other woman, a tall, kind of fat Indian woman, was also there; she was also supposed to be a manager. Christian was there as well, an assistant manager from another store. There were also a couple of regular employees there as well. I knew there was this new thing where I was supposed to move these racks over to this certain area for the managers to transport to another store via driving this weird, short truck. I moved the things that needed to be moved. I then realized I really needed to pee. There was a bathroom "stall" that looked like the tall racks, only hollow on the inside with a toilet. You could see right into the stall. Ugh...I really needed to go. I made sure no one was paying attention, and I went into the stall. It was very small and cramped, and I could see outside (it was like looking through open blinds). I then saw Christian was there. I quickly pulled up my pants and exited the stall so he wouldn't see. I talked to him for a bit. He was about to drive one of those weird trucks. I had a nervous feeling while talking to him (he is actually pretty attractive IWL [yes I know I'm married; I have no intentions of getting with him], and I can tell he finds me attractive too). He then got in his short little truck and started to drive away. I waved, and another man in another similar looking truck that looked like it had a green interstate sign for the side of the truck waved back. I waved again as Christian's truck went by. Then, Shannon and the Indian woman pulled up slowly in their truck, very close to me, then drove away. The Indian woman looked at me as they went. I then wanted to try to pee again. There was this box next to the rack/bathroom stall that looked a little bigger than the rack/stall. I had a feeling you were supposed to push it in there when you wanted to use the bathroom, because then, no one could see you. Someone had already done that, I think it was Nicky. They were in the now covered stall. I still had to pee.
DJ Log: August 20, 2014 – 2:00AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I am staying the night at a friend's house after a large party. He has a roommate who sleeps in the corner of the room. I am not at all interested in the roommate, but he is flirting with me and won't leave me alone. My friend has a huge bed, so I pick a corner and try to go to sleep. The roommate pushes me off the bed and tries to drag me into his bed in the corner of the room. He keeps holding onto me and humping me. I finally get fed up and pick up my things and leave. I am a bit upset as I am leaving because I cannot find my camera bag. I look for a little bit then decide to just leave, assuming I had lost it at the party. If I left it at the house, my friend will give it back when he finds it. Just as I am walking out the door, my friend says, “Hold on a second. Here is your camera stuff.” He hands me a milk crate full of loose camera parts. I can see that the lens is detached from the camera, but I am happy enough just to have it back. I walk outside into a parking lot which is elongated in shape and has a couple of construction vehicles parked in it. I put my things into the truck and get in the driver's seat. As I am warming up the engine a bit, I am talking to a guy who is standing outside about what just happened. He asks, “Do you think it may have been a bad dream, or do you think it really happened?” I reply, “I don't know. It was just weird. The guy wouldn't leave me the fuck alone, so I left.” He gives me a rather strange look and points behind me and says, “Well then, what about that?” I turn around just in time to see a large amount of water blasting against the driver side of my truck. It was a strong stream of water similar to what would come from an open fire hydrant. Through the windshield and passenger side, I see the water fly through the air and against some of the houses on the other side of the parking lot. As quick as it started, it stops. I look left again and see a large truck with some kind of sprayer on the rear of it. I turn back and say to the guy, “I'm glad that my driver side window was shut when that happened. If it wasn't, that would be a big mess.” He just looks at me blankly. I stare back at him for a moment, thinking that he looks a little familiar. I am trying to connect the face and name, but cannot make the connection. Suddenly, another huge blast of water hits the side of my truck and passes through the air. This time, the water passes by slowly and hovers in the air as a solid blob of water rather than a spray. I look at it for a moment, then I look at the guy outside my passenger window. He stares back at me with a blank look at morphs into a surprised/shocked look as I become lucid. I rev my engine and tell the guy, “Now, it's time to fuck with this asshole for fucking with me.” I put my truck into reverse and fully depress the accelerator pedal. I roast off some tire while backing and whip the steering to the right and the truck does a 180 slide to the left. I stop for a moment and survey the scene. On the other side of the sprayer truck is a bunch of people with horses in a small corral made of temporary fending. The guy I was talking to is running away between a couple of the houses. I look back ahead and see a guy get out of and run away from the sprayer truck. I press the brake and accelerator pedal and start a burnout in the truck. When I see the tire smoke start to wrap around to the side windows, I let off the brake and aim for the guy that was spraying me with water. I steer around a bit to keep the tires spinning and sliding, yet moving forward while burning out. I run over a row of metal posts and a couple of signs while chasing the guy around. He ducks behind a stack of wooden crates full of corn. I turn and smash into the crates and run over the guy. I decide that I should fly out of there, but I can't get the truck off the ground. I look on the dash and see a button labeled “Fly”. When I press the button, I suddenly wake up. Fuuuu, I hate those wake-up buttons.
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DJ Log: December 21, 2013 – 9:30AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I'm driving my truck when I stop at a house with a “Firewood for sale” sign to get a load of firewood. I pull in the lane and find the guy working on some stuff in front of an old log house. After loading a bit of firewood, he shows me how he uses a hydraulic cylinder to level the house. Part of the foundation has sunk so he has to jack up the foundation and add stone to level the house. As he is working, he is telling me how he is going to put an addition on the front of the house and connect it to the garage. As we are talking, it starts to rain a little bit. I tell the guy that I have to go and get the firewood into the garage so it doesn't get wet. I get into my truck and find that I do not have my keys. I look out and see my cell phone laying on the ground. I go pick it up, but there are no keys. I get back in the truck and look at the rain on the windshield and I wake up. After waking, I remember that I still have half a load of firewood on my truck. I pull up the weather map and see that rain is coming very soon. I go out and pull the truck under the loafer shed and it starts pouring rain as I'm walking back to the house. Needless to say, I'm glad the firewood stayed dry.
1. I was inside some sort of building, I guess it was a school. I had been walking with my classmates who were all wearing red shirts. I'm not sure what I was wearing but I knew I was getting tired of standing around like everyone else. I left the line I was in to go to the restroom up ahead. It was REALLY small and the stalls were all red. As I was walking to get into one of the stalls, some guy inside peed on my arm. "Dude what the hell are you doing?" I asked. He didn't reply, so I just tried to ignore the fact that there was a dangerous guy in the restroom who couldn't aim, and by the way, he also peed all over the floor. I finally got into my stall and took a pee. After I did so I left the stall and I think I washed my hands(oops). As I exited the restroom, I noticed my entire class now walking towards the stalls. "What did I do wrong now?", I thought, thinking that they were all coming towards me because of something I had done. Next to me I saw a friend I knew from Drivers Ed. a while back, his name was Wesley and he looked almost exactly like drake, but a little lighter on the skin. For some reason I started dancing right in the middle of the floor. I was doing the kind of dancing you would see in clubs, like how people dance to House music. Wesley commented on my dancing and said that I looked funny doing it. I told him I was a pro and kept dancing. Soon my entire class passed through us and interrupted the show I was putting on. I remember Sgt. Twine telling me to "get in formation, cadet", and by the way he was in charge of the class I was with. I didn't want to get my vibes totally murdered so listened to him. As I came outside, I left my class once more and sat down and talked to my friend Rory from Sophomore year. We were about to play a game of chess and he was setting it up. While he was doing so, a pretty girl came over to me. She was dressed in almost all black, but not in a gothic way. She was in despair about something, and I knew it. I asked her, "Whats wrong?". As I did so I felt a strong sense of attraction towards her, and after I finished my sentence, she said something short and came in to me for a kiss. "Wow this is going somewhere fast,", I thought. As she gave me a kiss, I kissed her back. "Dont you have a boyfriend?", I asked. She said, "Its difficult". I suddenly felt really in love(lol). She was coming in for another kiss, but then I "remembered" something: that my friend Rory, who was right next to me, had a crush on this girl. I told the girl that we could take this over next to the wall. She agreed, I told my friend Rory to continue setting up the game, and that I wouldn't be gone for much longer. As we got away from Rory and sat down against the wall face to face, I asked her, "So whats wrong?". She started telling me a long story about her boyfriend and how he wasn't being nice. Here is basically what she said summed up: "He doesn't let me come to his grandmas party, or any of his families birthday parties. He doesn't even let me come to his birthday party. Whenever I invite him to come to my birthday parties, he always gets mad and doesn't come." I zoned out for a minute after she said all of that and looked at the parking lot in front of me. A small smart car was going into a parking spot a few spots away from us. It didn't get into its parking spot right, so it moved a few parking spaces to the right to fix that. I noticed that It could have parked closer to the truck next to it, but hey, the guy can park where he wants. After that I thought to myself, "My entire mission in life right now, is to stay self aware and have countless lucid dreams, but yet I'm not getting them." This really saddened me and I felt like I was getting no where with Lucid Dreaming(Lol I said all of this to myself while inside of a dream, I'm definitely getting somewhere. I'm almost lucid at least once every night.) I looked around but didn't really pay attention to what was going on. I then saw my old friend Zach, back from Junior High, and because I saw him, I thought that I wasn't dreaming. After I looked back at the girl I was talking to, after looking around for a while, I saw that she had turned into another girl I knew from class in school. Her name is Tara. I looked at her and she was just kind of paralyzed in the position she was sitting in. Her arms were in the air in front of her, and she wouldn't move them. I asked her, "What are you doing? Are you ok?", but I got no reply from Tara, and she stayed in the same position. After this, the dream ended. 2. I was driving my dad's truck( which I have never driven before) around a parking lot. The parking lot was crowded and I was supposed to park somewhere. At one point, a truck got in the way of my path, so I got out of my truck. I grabbed onto the back end of this other truck and pushed it into its parking spot. "It rolled out of its spot dad, this isn't our truck", I told my father. With that I got back in the truck and continued driving. Later I remember hitting the back of someones car. It was a brown van and I hit it as I was backing up. My dad really didn't notice half of the stuff I was doing, and by just saying, "Dont worry dad I didn't really do that" he really believed that nothing had just happened and that everything was just fine. But it was not. Not to longer after I hit the back of that brown car, I crashed into the side of a building(or a pole I think, not sure). This accident had totally messed up the entire grill on my dads Silverado. With this I started to cry, because I knew I was in big trouble( just for the records, I have no idea why I always cry in dreams. I almost never cry in real life.) My dad let out a big sigh and we got out of the truck. I also noticed my sister get out the truck as well, I never knew she was in the back seat. Somehow, a cop car arrived and when he got to the scene, he got out of his car and approached us. I told him what had happened, but he didn't seem to care. Instead, he just put me, my dad, and my sister all in a pair of handcuffs. The officer told me that everything would be ok. With that, he left the area we were standing in and went somewhere else. When I noticed he was gone, I tried getting out of my handcuffs, and to my surprise, they weren't even tight enough. I could slip my hands out of them with ease. I only slipped one hand out however, just so I could get it back in if the cop came back out. Looking at my handcuffs, they looked like thick strands of twisted metal. Their design was pretty sloppy. When the cop put them on me, he didn't even make them tight enough. I could move my arms from out behind my back and put them in front of me. I told my dad that I was really sorry and that I didn't mean for any of this to happen. He said it was okay. I put my hands into my pocket and felt my phone. As I pulled it out, I saw that it was broken in half. "This must have happened when we crashed. I tried putting it back together, but I knew it wouldn't work again. I decided that because of the fact that I already crashed dad's truck that I wasn't going to show him my phone right now. (BTW, I am not that bad at driving in real life, Im actually really good). 3. I was outside of my school, getting on my bus at the bus ramp. I get on my bus and prepare for the ride home. Before we even leave the bus ramp, we are stopped by the bus driver behind us. My bus driver tells everyone to get out of the bus immediately. I get off along with everyone else and we are put against the bus by the other bus driver I do not know. She has a gun, and that gun is a pistol, except for it has 2 barrels instead of one. She tells us to stay there and if we move or do something she tells us not to, she is going to shoot us. There was alot more to it than that, but I don't remember the main reason for this entire "hostage hold up". I moved to try to stop the woman from killing us, but she shot me and I died. Somehow, everything starts over and Im alive again, like I just restarted the dream from a certain point. I try stopping the lady again, and again, she shoots me and I die. The dream restarts again and I try just escaping this time. The lady shoots me once more and I die. This continued on, and the dream restarted itself somewhere around 10 times. I don't remember anything more.
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