non-lucid

It was dark outside. I was in the kitchen with my mother enjoying a bowl of warm soup in front of the stove. My mother was standing to my left as I ate. I brought the bowl very close to my face and very quickly, I realized I was dreaming! I don't know what caused me to know why I am dreaming, I just asked the question am I dreaming. After realizing it, I went all crazy and started yelling in front of my mother's face and releasing all the excitement I had. That was probably why it ended so quick.

I also had another dream, or it was after this one(I don't remember), and this time I was walking on a really long dirt road somewhere in the beautiful meadows. There were also other people walking with me. I tried to keep up with most of them but there was a girl I found attractive. She was Valerie. I saw her in a few dreams, I never got to talked to her in waking life. She looks the same in the dream.

I walked a little bit more and encountered a few animals on my way. There was a small dog chasing me. I'm not sure what it wants. I remember it was attacking some other time in the dream. There was also a cat behind me but it didn't seem dangerous. I saw the dog coming after me and when it finally did, the dog and the cat were fighting each other. It was either a good thing or bad thing. I was never sure which ever one wanted to eat me.

There's not much I can recall from this night, just a couple of things.

I was back at school again, not sure what sure what school, so probably Pacific again. The classroom lights were shut off like always in the dreams. The students are sitting around the classroom in the form of a circle. We were the last ones left, all the other kids moved on to bigger and better places. I was stuck with them.

There was only one face I remember. Her name was Leah. What surprised me the most was that she was a smart one where I actually went to school and she was also Asian. This surprised me because I don't see too many of them around the area I live in the real world. I talked to one but she barely knows English. Ever since I fell in love with someone from Vietnam, I started to feel excited when ever I saw an Asian person in the area I live in. So when I saw Leah in the dream, it felt like she wasn't supposed to be with students who fail lots of tests. Well, that was it.

I do remember it starting completely no where on this deserted land. There was no signs of stores or utilities anywhere. All I was able to see was a few people, people who lived in the city. There was something interesting about this city. This city, although not having the appropriate places like stores, rest rooms, homes, it was a city just originating. It was kind of western was still felt like we were the first city the world.

There was this desert I was walking on. The hills to my right were pretty high. My left side had a river streaming all the way in to the ocean. The river looked cleaned and so did the river. There was something that scared me about it. I saw the river and it looked a little too deep. I often saw people jump in to it but nothing bad really happened to them. I was probably exaggerating.

After a few minutes of walking or so, we finally reached a stop. The place we stopped at was a luxurious home. That was my curiosity. What was a beautiful home doing in a place like this? It never occurred to me to be a dream.

This home, it had people in it, a lot of them. I looked at most of them as upper class only because there was security at the front glass doors. I walked in to the place and found things to chance differently. There were these people who were talking about dreams, or how scary it would be if one of us entered a deep sleep while paralyzed. I talked about my recent experiences in this place, not real ones but fake ones. I told one of the people my dream about Amnesia. I was stuck in a castle haunted my ghosts/demons. Falling asleep was the worst part only because I knew what I was going in to.

We talked about that for a while and often times I would see images of dark areas of the castle in Amnesia. After that, I walked upstairs of this nice home and found nothing for me upstairs. All I really saw after dream talking was people having a good time being at this place. There was nothing left for me here.

I walked back outside of this home and saw a person, a girl. She looked to be around her twenties but then again you'll never sure because a lot of teens now in days look like they're in their twenties. This woman wanted to talk to me but as she tried to, I was flying on the other side of the river and back using a tool like the one I use in Just Cause 2. Often times I would fall in the river and there was in fact one time when I encountered a sea creature in it. I accidentelly fell to the river floor and hurried my way back to shore. A few seconds after I reached the shore, I saw a white shark coming after me. It was a relief to have survived this possible attack.

After making my way back shore, I decided to ride a horse, or something like it. I was riding this horse up to the first area where the dream first started. There was something behind us. There was a pit bull, it didn't look to happy. As I was riding, the pit bull was attacking my horse. He killed it but I never collapsed to the ground. The pit bull then attacked me with its mouth. I felt its bites but they never really hurt me. I petted the dog and it seemed to have calmed down.

I made my way and got off the so called horse and walked with a few other groups of people. We walked to an area where something new had just happened. For some strange reason, we had just discovered something I already knew about. I forgot what it was. Everyone else felt excited about this new discovery. I did too. I felt really grateful that the discovery was able to help us living in a time when everything was harder to work with.

There was something about this group of people that caught my attention. This group of people, most of them were another race. Most of the people I hear from, they called them white. In this dream, it felt as if the white people thought they were better than everyone else. There was only one black person there, and me, not black but Hispanic. I always think of this. Especially when I go on a server that's filled with people who have the money to be able to buy donation features or have the time to play the game. But while I was in this area, no one seemed to had shown any form of hatred towards me.

After this experience, I walked back over to where I first seen a white shark and appeared in a huge area. This area was a bit strange, hard to describe but I remember watching my father go out with another woman, not his wife. I had no anger towards him and I even saw the woman doing stuff to him. I felt a little disgusted after I saw my father lying on that couch with no shirt on. I never saw them perform any sexual activity but it bothered me a little.

I was spending a few nights out in Vegas. I'm not sure how it happened but I felt famous when I was on some kind of flying transportation flying over the city viewing all the shiny night lights.

Later, I landed in front of a parking lot somewhere in the middle of the city. It was this time when I knew I had a lot of attention on me. There was this one guy who was with me, trying to convince me to sign a sort of contract that can change the way I look like when out in the public. I listened to him and for some reason I thought of the name "Altaer" at that time.

Later, I felt in a whole new place. I was somewhere in the city exploring. I saw this man who was trying to sell me something. It was something that I've seen before. It was a box full of cards, albums maybe. I'm not sure what they were. I decided to get one just to see what they were. The man told me that there was something special about these things. It had something to do with a girl, I think of Janna but I'm still not sure. This girl, she doesn't seem so special but it did.

I was in a big lounge that looked a lot like a library I once went to a couple years ago. It was dark this night but it felt a little earlier than that because there was still some children awake at that time.

I was a volunteer at this place and my job was to take care of these kids and made sure they were reading their books. I probably had this dream because my father wants me to join some volunteering work with some other people at a local place. It's not something I'm looking forward to in this horrible city!

A few parents were here as well. There was a little girl who was supposed to read a paragraph from the book. As she started reading though, it felt like I needed to cry because these kids are growing up too fast.

I also don't have a kid.

Back at Pacific a same night, I was in Ms. Kelly's science class. The classroom was dark and only half of the students were there. I knew some of the students but I could remember them all. One of them was Adrian and of course, Ms. Kelly.

Kelly was lecturing us as she walked around the classroom and pointed at things. She didn't look much different than she did a few years ago I saw her. After all this time passed, I can still look at them the same.

Ms. Kelly brought something up to the class and see if anyone would respond. She pointed a stick somewhere on a board in a back and after a few minutes of waiting, no one responded. But just about when she was going to walk back to the front of the classroom, I opened up a few words out of my mouth. Now the only reason I thought this was strange was because I never talked much in the classroom when I was in school. I was always the shy one and only spoke up when someone asked me a question.

I asked the teacher a random question. "Do you think I'll get married some day?" She looked at me and tried to answer. I asked her another question, "Do you think I'll make a great husband?" The whole class were just listening. I stared back at the teacher and heard Adrian's voice whispering out, "He talks." The teacher responded, "Well, I don't know, do you like boys or girls?" I smiled and brought my hands up in the year in a sign of confusion. The students laughed at my response. I cannot remember anything else.

Still thinking about Pacific again, I started out in the same classroom, history. I was seated in the back of the classroom, waiting for the bell to ring. I've always felt this way in the classroom in the real world. It was the class of the day and I always finished my work just to get out of that place quickly.

After the bell rang, most of the students got ready to leave while a few others stayed and used the monitors in the back. I never left that quickly. There were still some things I wanted to get out of my head before I left the classroom, it's how I'm used to doing things in reality. These feelings that I had, they were sad ones.

The teacher was staring at me the whole time I was staring at my desk, or at least I thought she did. When I realized that, I decided to stay a little longer and use one of the computers in the back. My intention was to try and see if the teacher would say anything about her staring at me.

She was a friendly teacher. She allowed us stay on the computer for as long as we wanted, it didn't bother her. I was on the computer reading some of the messages I had on EcoCityCraft. Most of them were from Gold_Digger_5000. That's all I did. I wanted to play Star Wars but didn't wanted to get in trouble for it.

My time at the monitor was finally over and I would soon make an exit from the classroom. There was a problem when I tried. A few people outside were yelling out to everyone, "Don't stare at it!" I had no clue what they were talking about until more people yelled the words.

There was something just a few steps away from the classroom I was about to leave. It was something to be deemed as evil or satanic. I believed if you got near it, bad things would happen, but I never went in front of it so I wouldn't know.

It started in a time of quake and fear. Everyone was inside homes protecting themselves from the creatures that lurked outside. These creatures would kill anyone they have their eyes on. The weather was rainy outside but not so much of it. I stood in a room with the rest a lot other people waiting for an absolution.

I took no refuge here, instead I went out and searched areas out of curiosity. Then something happened. There was a dog to my left coming towards me. It was a big one, almost as big as a tiger, but I stood my ground and prepared to dodge and attack. The dog ran past me and attacked someone else standing behind me instead. A perfect time for me to escape back in to the building of refuge!

When I made it back in to the room, I appeared in a short, narrow room. Me, my sister, and both my parents were there. I had not realized I was dreaming until I raised out my right hand and summoned a lady. This lady was not just a lady, no. She was a ghost. And every time I tried to summon this same lady, one of my parents disappeared. This ghost scared me. The only one with me was my older sister. She's always there in my ghost dreams. I took it to be a great idea to stick a syringe in me and go to sleep from it. I did and woke up a little too sleepy.

When I woke up from the dream, or a little later(I don't remember), I was paralyzed. I could not move a single muscle. This always happens when I decide to really relax before going to sleep. I could not get up. I felt this sensation growing inside of me, it was building up. I don't know what it was but once I felt too much, I heard a loud scream on my left ear, a demon maybe. I'm not sure what it was but this was all I could get out from it.

The time is late in the afternoon, walking under the cold rain. My parents are walking with me. We're walking towards a toy store in front of the parking lot as I struggle making my way through the parking lot. I feel some sort of weakness. I don't know why but my feet are half paralyzed, so it's going to take a really long time to walk to the toy store.

My parents are already there. "Keep walking!", I said to them. I made my way under a parking lot light pole and stood here for a while. I'm taking a rest here. It's such a really good feeling I have here right now. No one is bothering me which makes it even better!

It seems pretty calm. I see a few cars pass me by and there's a school I see in front of me. There's someone in the crowd. She looks a lot like Trinh. She's wearing a red/white jacket and blue pants. I'm positive it's her! I'm going to walk up to her and get a better look.

It is her! It's Trinh! It's really Trinh! She looks exactly the same way she does in the waking world! I haven't had this great feeling ever since I first saw Quynh in a dream! I can't believe this non lucid helped me find out the way Trinh really looks!

I walked up to her and hugged her and gave her all the love she can get(not too far). I see her face and automatically believe this is all a dream. I will never have her in the waking world, friend or girlfriend, so I know her just standing her is all just a dream.

I'm kissing the this girl and as she kisses me back, she makes those funny lip kissing sounds. Her lips feel nice as well. Nothing about her feels strange at this moment. And even though she wasn't the first girl I fell in love with, she is still more admirable than the first, and not so much like a bitch.

Thousands and thousands of clapping hands were heard on this very big, plain field filled with people. All whose faces looked excited to see the one face that popped in to the field. Me. Every single person on this field was applauding as I was riding on a carriage. It was beautiful! I didn't know whether to believe it or not, so I just accepted the fact that it was all for me!

As someone was riding the carriage for me, I was staring at all the people in the crowd and only thought of how unbelievable it felt to have so many people clap for you.

The carriage was almost on its way to the other side of the field. This was the last chance I was able to say anything to the crowd. I didn't say anything, instead I raised my right hand and made a peace sign gesture which made the crowd raise their scream even louder! It was truly amazing!

After my few minutes of fame past, things got worse. I was on a journey, with some of my other classmates from high school, to go through the woods and find the point for going in it in the first place. I walked in to the woods but found it all to be a challenge, seeing how I was in bare feet. My other classmates went on without me. That's when another problem occurred. My right foot had something on its bottom. I picked it up to see what it was and found out there was a piece of wood stuck to it. My foot was bleeding. I tried to take off this piece off wood at first but it only bled more. I could remember the way it felt taking the piece out! I was grossed out.

There was only thing I could do in a situation like this. I had to go and find a teacher on the other side of this area I was in. I did and I did so quickly. I hopped on my left foot and quickly hopped my way over to the teacher's area. On the way, I shown my cut to a few kids and they were even grossed out.

Once I made it to the teacher's area, I tried to find a teacher someone on the street. This area also looked a lot like the area next to the abandoned theater near the location I live in the waking world. There was no sign of teachers, so I walked in to a home and found things to have change a lot!

I walked in to a home and suddenly felt like it was now a Minecraft experience! I was in small room filled with chests. One of them was an Ender chest. I walked up to one of my chests and only saw a few non Minecraft items in there. That's when I decided to go in to the wild and explore.

I did so and found something interesting on the way. The wild I just walked in to looked a lot like a dream I had before, a dream where most of it took place next to a really huge ocean. I didn't like it at the start. I walked in to a big section of 1x1 towers , flew to the top of one and found a player hiding somewhere in the bottom. His server name was 98Brando, the one who always assumes he's better than everyone else. I jumped on to the ground in front of him and we were now standing on a border between danger zone and safe zone. It's obvious what happened here. I jumped away from the safe zone and jumped in to the danger zone to attack him. I done this repeatedly until he died and I took his armor and items. After he died, I picked up his armor and he had all Protection 4 armor as well as really good weapons and items.

Then I woke up for a short while.

It's becoming harder to remember. I'm walking through a room filled with friends and strangers. I have this feeling that I starring in a Lizzie Mcquire movie without the actual characters. There's a seat to my right, in front of a wall. I'm going to take a seat.

It's strange. I'm feeling sorrow for some reason. I need to cover my eyes so these other people won't see my tears. I don't want them to know why.

I should probably stop crying, but I can't. There's a man looking at me. "What's wrong?" he says. I shouldn't let anyone know why I'm feeling this type of sadness for no reason. I don't see too many of my friends here, I only see a girl I saw on Facebook from one of my friends' list. Here name is Alejandra. She looks pretty, and there's a lot of pretty girls in here right now, maybe they can make my day feel better.

I'm going to take off my shoes then sit back down. There's this blonde girl sitting next to me. She looks Asian too. She doesn't seem to be interested in me, so I probably should try a move on her.

Something is happening! The dream is changing scenes. Me and the rest of the people were now inside my garage back home. Now that they're here, I'm going to comfort them by turning on a laptop in the garage and playing one of my favorite Eminem songs from Youtube. I put on "My Darling" and waited to see their reactions after listening to some of the lyrics. "I always thought if you're gonna murder somebody you should face them, tell em why, look them in the eye then waste then."

After this, it was time to wake up.

It began walking down the streets towards a Target store at night. I was walking down the street and felt the need to check my hands on the way there. The environment didn't feel so real at the time. I felt that performing a reality check would be a good idea. I looked down at my palms and only notice my hands. I never counted them, I think. If I do a reality check in reality I usually just read the word "Dream" on my left wrist. But something good did come out of this in the end...

I don't remember doing much inside the Target's store. I walked out of it after a bit and saw my father outside. I ignored him and walked over to the right side of the store. I saw a long way down to the far back of the store. There was probably nothing there. I walked over to that area and checked. On my way there I saw a recent friend I used to know in waking life standing in front of a store. Her name was Varaporn. She didn't look much like the one I saw when I was attending piano class with her but it still turned out good later.

When I finally reached the back of the store, I decided to go back to the front. As I was walking back, I saw Varaporn. I noticed she was staring at me, so I stared back and gave her one of my flirting stares. I looked away but before I continue on, she yells my name. I walked up to her to see what she wanted. Despite her not looking exactly the same as she does in real life, she was still good looking in the dream.

When I walked up to her, she escorted me to the store with a few other guys I used to go school with. One of their names was Robert but I couldn't remember the other one. The store we walked in to was a thrift shop. When were in there, Varaporn changed her face structure. I had no idea! She offered me "special services." At first, I was afraid to catch an infection from the woman. I made up an excuse and told her that my father was waiting for me. She didn't want me to leave but I also didn't wanted any diseases.

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At this time, I thought more about reality. I really wanted to have sex. Somehow I knew it was a dream but wasn't sure if I could still catch a disease. I did her anyways. I didn't want the dream to end already, so I walked up in front of her, made out a little, took down my pants, placed her on a sofa in front of me, took off her pants, stuck my penis in there(it felt like breaking), tried to thrust her but couldn't, made out with her some more and tired to thrust her while doing it, then I woke up.

After playing Just Cause 2 early in the morning, I had a dream about it. I don't much from it, most of what I remember was being on the ground.

I landed on an airway and was getting shot at by people on the other side. I was going in alone, so I felt outnumbered. Most of the people shooting me never weren't very precise with their guns but there was one person who did shoot at a long distance. After that person shot me, the bullets coming at me scared me. The enemy was looking straight at me and as I saw them aiming their guns, I tried to dodge them quickly by running. It was no longer a game.

I made my way past the airway and followed the parking lot near it. I walked near a full set of parked cars and I saw a man coming out from one of them and immediately starts shooting me. This man was confident, if I'd let him shoot me, it would be over. I quickly dispersed and moved back. This could not stop him though. He already had someone else waiting to plan my execution.

Now instead of an airway, we appeared on a street right in front of suburban homes. I ran quickly past one of the homes but see this one man coming out of one and immediately shoots a gun out of my left hand. There was something strange about the way he pointed the gun though. He had the gun pointed down, I'm not sure if this is just his style or just a very luck shot.

The man lectured me about something but all I thought about was his pointed straight at me. This was going to be my end. I was scared of losing then. I listened to what he had to say and hoped the outcome changed. He threw the gun to the ground but after doing that, he brought out a new gun from his right pocket and begin to ready his pistol. He looked straight at me and shot me somewhere in the legs(I didn't know he even shot me). Before he killed me, I got to say something to him. I looked at him and told him, "Only pussies use guns." He looked pissed then shot me. Then I woke up.

Probably not a good way to start a year...

I couldn't remember the beginning, probably only three small pieces of the dreams. I'd like to start with the demon I saw in a room where I currently live.

It was my room. I was laid back on the ground floor and night and just laid there staring at the window. The binds on the window weren't closed all the way. I had to get up and check because I sensed something evil outside. I also heard some voices coming from across the street. I was scared.

The feeling of fear inside me rose up as soon as I saw the window binds open up a lot more. But before that happened, I already felt an evil presence in the room. I closed my eyes and begin to feel it getting closer. Suddenly, I hear this loud noise coming in front of me. I couldn't open my eyes to see what it was, I was too scared to. Instead, I put my face towards this scream and started waving my hands all over it until it stopped. The harder I tried, the more force it used against me.


That was the first part. Here is the second.

I'm at a party full of drunken Jehovah's Witnesses and family members. The room was full of them! I walked around and talked to some of them I used to talk to in person. I just stared at them while they were resting upon one another. It was sort of weird because I knew this was not how they looked like in person! Anyways, later I saw an aunt there too and she was drunk as well.

Here is the third part. This dream contains sexual content that is not suitable for young ages! Look away kids!

Okay, so here's how it started out. I'm inside a mall, there was no one there but my accomplice at the time. I was in the middle of it and was preparing to ready myself for an exciting night, or mid-day. There was this woman(I don't remember her name), and she looked like she was getting ready too. Sooner or later, we already starting having sex. I remember we've only done one position. She got on my penis and tried jumping on it. She was having trouble, so I grabbed on to her and done it myself. Unlike all my other sex dreams, I felt a ticklish feeling this time. I liked it. But there was something strange too. As she was doing my penis, I was also making out with her butt cheeks. Then I woke up. Please don't think of me like that! I need something fun in my life right now too.

And while I'm here, I also had a sex dream about someone famous yesterday too.

Her name was Taylor Swift. We didn't making out a lot and I don't remember doing much with her really, all she let me do was feel her whole naked body. I felt mostly her rear end. It didn't feel too bad. When I was rubbing it around the it and stuff, it kind of felt a little sticky but smooth. Then I woke up.

This type of dream had always bothered me ever since I got attacked in 2011. I fear for my life every time I found myself alone on the streets, both in waking life and in dreams. I first began on a street somewhere in a big city, a city like New York or Boston. I was just walking down on the sidewalk until I met some thugs on the way...

I ran in to a group of people whose plan was to always attack me once every time I'm seen in public, alone. There were ways for me to avoid walking up to them but I just had no intention of going anywhere else.

I walked up to the group of people and just after a few seconds of going their direction, I get attacked. I don't remember how but I do remember seeing a tasty piece of pork chop somewhere in my mind. It gave off a sad feeling.

I continued walking down the same street until I met up with a few other criminals and joined their group, only because it was my job at the time. I didn't feel any sense of friendship towards them either. Something inside me told me that these guys may only be using me to get some information off of the enemy. The city I was now in was somewhere in Mexico.

My purpose for being here was not needed. I was not this type of criminal, so I decided to flee the country, or die trying. Crossing the border was never my goal, but too leave such a horrid life of seeing others die and performing evil deeds was a goal I had to finish out! I've done so by walking just a few steps next to this Mexican village and ending up in some kind of a peaceful borderline where nothing evil would ever occur.

I killed a man just to get in this area. I had not told this to the authorities standing on the borderline, instead I lied to get away from the life I'm in. However, the person I killed came back from the dead to tell me it was okay. I fell to the ground and cried at the man's generosity for not turning me in. And it was at that moment when I realized, I was a bad person for lying. Then I woke up.