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Dream 1: I'm in my old 5th grade classroom. I look around and I'm amazed at how vivid this was. My class is doing a paper and I look at the heading that reads my name and teacher. What I thought was weird is that the teacher name is Mr.Gonos, who has been dead for three years now. I look up and he's talking to me. I don't remember what he's saying, but he looked like he was talking sarcastically, he was always pretty sarcastic anyway. I think to myself "Wait a minute, your dead, and I'm in your classroom, I must be dreaming!". I'm lucid at this point and I do a nose pinch reality check. I try to remain calm and close my eyes and just try to relax, but it feels like I sort of pass out and then I open my eyes and I see my substitute teacher for the year after Mr.Gonos died. Btw, she is smoking hot. I think I lost lucidity at this point because things were more normal and made more sense. Her sister who was a full time teacher at the school came in with a box of stuff. I don't remember what the two of them were saying but it sounded like they were arguing.

Fragment: For what I vaguely remember is that I was in sandbar sort of area in the inter coastal. There were a few people from school in the water with me. We were running towards a anchored boat. I definitely remember that a kid from my school was laughing his ass off about something.

Dream 3: I know I had other dreams but I forgot to record them earlier when I woke up so the memories of them are long gone... But anyway I remember somehow getting into this room that I'm 95% sure that it was some part of my school, even though it really isn't in waking life. So I'm sitting down on the floor with other kids that I regularly hang out with. The scene kid group walks in and the one kid that we used to hang out with hugs his scene/emo girlfriend and her and other scene kids walk to the far end of the room while he sits down near us. I say something like "What's this queer doing here" and he said some other stuff, I think he said something about my mom. I start bagging on his girlfriend and he's pissed now. He says something else about my mom and I think I was pissed off now. I go for a one-legged take down on him and he sprawls on me and I weave out using this technique I learned in my BJJ class. I look back at his face and he looks at me, except this time he isn't that fag kid, he is my friend who I'm cool with.

Dream 1: All of what I really remember from the first dream is that it was a WW2 scenario and I was just mowing down hordes of Germans, pretty epic though.

Dream 2: I was at school and the dance club, which is non existent in waking life, is practicing or something like that. The funny part is that my friend was the only guy in this dance group, and he looked really stupid in the dream. After awhile, my old general music teacher from 2 years ago told everyone that we had to leave. Then I'm standing outside my school and this kid is skate boarding. I'm sitting there watching him when these guys with Jamaican guys come up with a bunch of funny looking boards, I guess they were famous dream characters, because people were taking pictures of them. They were taking pictures with me, even though I felt really confused and weird. My mom then picks me up from school and for some reason my rabbit is in the car. We drive to this place that what I think is a school, and my mom walks in. I'm stuck in the car with my pet rabbit until these people tell me to get out and they take our car to this device that looks like its sucking everything out of our car. At this point I'm still holding my rabbit, pissed off and I could tell my rabbit was too.

Dream 3: I wake up in my dad's bed and I feel pissed off because I had to go to school, even though I'm on break. I know by now it was a false awakening and I do a nose pinch reality check (I guess it's carried over by now because I've been pinching my nose every time I wake up.) I was like "wait a minute, I can still breath!". I looked at my hands and they looked like they were twisted and broken. Then I tried the put your finger through your hand reality check, it didn't work, not that it mattered. So I'm lucid at this point and I attempt to stabilize the dream by spinning (I was amazed by how real it felt). I stopped spinning thinking that it was stable enough, so I decided to do something I was about to walk out of my dad's bedroom thinking to myself I got to find someone, when I woke up.

Hopefully it's the first of many. Merry Christmas to everyone and Dreamviews!

It all starts out with me, Brad, and Alex (who is the hottest girl at my school) inside of what I think is Brad's parents car. We are driving down this unknown highway and all of a sudden the topic of female masturbation came up. For some reason in my dream I was oblivious to the multiple slang terms I know in waking life, and asked "What do you call that anyway?" Brad seemed to feel awkward talking about this with Alex, but I was intrigued and she didn't come off as awkward and we kept on with our conversation about sexual things. At some point we got up to a forest looking place with trees and dirt roads and we stopped when Alex saw this half deflated, worn down soccer ball. She went and got it and looked at it and said "It's a piece of crap!" and threw it at my face. For some reason it smelled terrible in the dream, and she was laughing. We got back in the car and drove further down this dirt road and it sort of cut to this next portion where the car was in park and Brad wasn't in the car anymore and it was just me and Alex, except she was completely nude, "playing with herself". She asked me to f** her and I said "Oh, you wanna have some fun?". I got up to getting my pants off and I had my "fun gun" in hand, and then the dream faded away. Wish it lasted longer.