Wilford111

Non-Lucid
Wake time: 5:17 am, 10/6/11
Recall: 8/10



I am in some sort of video game; the object being to collect the most magic stones (or whatever they were) before my opponents. I begin to panic as I try to keep up to have the most.

Somehow, in a way that isn't clear to me, I end up alone in Vickie's (my little sister's) room. I see that there is a microwave on the floor, and cheesecake and corn dogs on the top shelf of her closet. I reach up and grab two corn dogs, but before I can get them in the microwave Vickie and an attractive friend of hers with an English accent came in through the door.

I quickly hide the corn dogs in the mess of clothing and stuff Vickie has on the floor, and try to make small talk, in the hopes that they leave soon. However, it develops into an interesting conversation about Vickie's friend. (At one point, her friend becomes a bit irritated at me, though I'm not sure why. I think it was because I was trying to mimic her accent ...) Eventually they find out I was trying to snitch corn dogs and I know I'm in trouble.

The next thing I know is that I'm in the family room. I go into the kitchen, which now has a big mirror on the counter facing the family room. I walk up to it, so close that I can only see my face. (which has terrible acne on it) I'm disgusted by it, and as I slowly walk away, I see the same amount of acne all over my body. (I'm wearing a shirt, but the reflection shows me shirtless)

At that point I notice Shayla (my older brother's wife) nearby. I am utterly embarrassed and ask her if she saw the reflection. She doesn't answer, so I keep asking her, becoming more and more angry. I walk into the living room and see Jacob (said brother) sitting on the piano bench, telling me to calm down.

I now feel that it is hopeless, so I tell everyone to just forget it, and I head upstairs. I don't get too far though, before Robert (my oldest brother), who is studying his scriptures in the family room, says that he would like to have a word with me. I become grieved because I know that he is going to lecture me on my attitude. Still, I go ahead and sit down with him.

He turns to a passage in the scriptures and begins reading to me, putting extreme emphasis on pretty much every other word. He says this helps him better understand what he is reading. In the middle of this I suddenly come up with a way to more easily remember my dreams. (Although looking at the idea now, it doesn't seem too likely that it will work...) Right after that, I wake up.