memorable

At the beginning of the dream, my parents announced we were going to some event. It was nighttime, and I decided to watch an old movie. Then I realized it was the director's cut, so I stopped watching it. I went to the kitchen when all of a sudden, the event began inside the house. A bunch of people were there. I think there were maybe 300 or so. And the kitchen was gone too. And it was daytime now. And there was singing and dancing.

During the event, I became enemies (not friends) with a girl. I don't know what happened, but we didn't like each other that much.

At the end of the dream, the both of us got caught up in some flying machine that looked like it was flown by Orville and Wilbur. Then the plane was up in the air and the girl was thrown into peril. I had to save her. So I was trying my hardest, and then the dream was over.

No lucid dreams yet. Keep trying. Keep trying.

I was living on a train with my family (Don't ask me why we lived on a train. We just did). We met up with a woman at some point in the dream. It was pretty wintry outside too, now that I think of it.

Later on, I realized that the woman was going to blow up the train using my cat. Fortunately, I stopped her evil scheme and saved my cat along with it.

I rewarded myself by watching Patton.

Then as I was watching, my Mom grabbed my cat and planned to release him into the forest, which I promptly disagreed with.

I think right then, I might've realized that I was dreaming. Unfortunately, that's when the dream ended too.

Me and my family were traveling to Las Vegas (And I don't even gamble. What's up with that?). Apparently, I had a family that was falling apart or something like that. For some reason or another, I thought that if I could murder someone, I could unite my family again.

Later on in the dream, I succeeded. I killed someone.

On our last day visiting Vegas, I told everybody what I did as soon as we were clearing our hotel room.

The response? I was abandoned by my family.

And there you have it. Crime doesn't pay.

I was in a place that was rather hard to describe. The best I can muster up is that the place looked Egyptian, as if we were inside a pyramid or something.

A lot of people were watching The Matrix Reloaded, and parts of the movie were coming true to life.

I eventually did something wrong, and I went up near the top of the supposed pyramid.

It was at that moment that I saw a big square hole on one of the outside floors. Inside the hole was a big silver wormlike thing. This thing claimed that he would help me, but I guess I didn't believe him.

Then I realized the silver wormy was going to do something really bad to all those people inside the building, so I went back inside. And I was right. The thing showed up in a matter of minutes. With the help of a few others, I killed the silver thing and became a hero.

Then I learned I was Neo.

It ended, but it was cool while it lasted.

This was the first vivid dream I had after I learned about lucid dreaming. Unfortunately, the first half of it was almost all I could remember.

I was in Belize and I was attending a megachurch (Even though there is no such thing as a megachurch in Belize. Trust me, I've been there). During the service, a volcano erupted. Debris fell on the church. The service continued, and guess what? The volcano erupted again! And once again, more debris fell on the church. Even then, the service continued. By the time the volcano erupted a third time, I was already out of that place. And yes, debris fell on the church again.

I forgot the rest of the dream, but I do remember that I was on a dirt road. I know that sometime later, I ran into a fat guy who looked like Dom DeLuise. The rest I don't remember.

This was the first dream that stayed in my head for a while until I got interested in lucid dreaming.

As the title suggests, there was a killer on the loose. As the dream went on, I found all of my friends were getting murdered by this fiend.

At the end of the dream, I walked into a restaurant. It looked more like a very old hotel. The place was dimly lit. The fact that the place was made out of wood didn't help matters much either. There were lights in the building, and yes, they were light bulbs. However, they were covered by frosted glass and were installed on the wall. There were also lights hanging from the ceiling. They were shining on the tables.

Anyway, I was reading a newspaper and as I read it, I realized I was the killer's next victim. I immediately noticed the killer was already in the building along with me. Panicking, I ran around the restaurant and ran up the stairs. And that's when I woke up. The end.