Get shot much?

This is all three dreams where I got shot.

This one was the very first, and it goes back sometime to when I was a kid entering my early teens 9-10. There was some party being held in my house, there was a large number of people as well. It was so much that I still wonder if this was someone else's party. I was just coming through the front door to see this party being held. As I looked around, I saw an older girl with black long hair coming out of the kitchen and she left to go up the stairs that was supposed to be the hallway in real life. She looked stressed, and she was in a hurry.

I wondered what was making her so upset so I followed her up the stairs and found her in a bright attic with an average sized window that the sunight was coming through to make the wood that this room was made of, shine a bright morning tanish gold. If you watch Smallville, just imagine clark's room up in the barn with the stairs and window in the same place, but everything looks like more of a room than a level, and it is completely empty.

I was walking up the stairs, rising into this room and I saw her through the bars that held the stair rail. She was looking out the window, obviously with her face in her hands, and as I walked and was about to reach the last steps, I asked "are you okay?". At that moment it was like she flipped. She turned around, and immediately shot me with a pistol. I woke up after hitting the wall.

2nd dream, not much, but it was just as vivid as the very 1st one. This one happened around my college time. It was a good dream, I'm guessing that I was comming from a trip. I was using the city bus just after saying bye to the other people. These were people I knew from my past that were going to catch their own way home. I was in a good mood, It was sunset, but the sun wasn't quite near setting yet so everything was still lit.

I sat in the back of the bus, and for no reason what so ever, some dude that I think was smiling, pulls out a gun, and within that split second I couldn't respond. He shoots me, then the vividness of the dream fades as a voice of a woman starts talking about how the bullet caused damage, how the bullet jolted my body, and how the shot caused paralysis.

All I remember after getting shot was looking down at the floor as the sharpness of my vision blurred, and I think the person perspective switched about 3 times between mine, over my shoulder, and in front with the sun showing behind me through the window. All this with the voice in my head of that woman. Another thing in the confusin was the fact that I didn't want to end up in a wheel chair. That idea scared me. I woke up from that.

Now the 3rd and final one. This one was the most vivid, and real, but the most quick. I don't remember anything before just where I'm starting off. I was comming out of my original room, and it was evening again, but the sun was just done setting. I turned around, and looked down the halway into the front living room. My brother was on a chair in front of the couch aparently talking to the blond guy in a white dress shirt and pants that was facing him. but because I was behind and away from the couch, I couldn't see past their shoulders.

The guy saw me after my little brother did, then pulled up a shot gun from the area that was out of my veiw. Then "click-click" "BANG!!" I felt the jolt through my entire torso as it jolted. Some how I caught the door frame, and was still standing. Then I touched my chest where the diaphram was and saw blood, but it was a little amount (the idea that a shotgun is short range didn't even cross my mind). Then I looked up again, and saw that my brother was still sitting, I think he was looking at me. But I wondered why he wasn't doing anything. then, "click-click" "BANG!" another jolt, I felt this one better then the first jolt. I stumbled backward. "click-click" "BANG!!" I felt this one too as I hit the door at the end of the hallway. I believe my body bounced up against the door due to the jolt. All I remember is sliding down the door, but only a bit. I'm not sure what happened after that as the veiw point turned away from me, but I'm sure I woke up, scared, and I checked myself mostly my diaphram for some reason for blood. But I was looking for the first amount of blood from the first shot, not the 2nd or 3rd. Then I realized that I was awake. This one made me wonder what it was about, but I was relieved.

that's all three. But the strange thing is, that I don't quite remember any other feelings after or before I got shot. Other than the fear of a wheelchair, and just being curious. The guy in the bus was (I think) wearing a blue jacket. And The woman from the party was about around her early to mid 20's if not a tiny bit younger, slim, her hair was down to the middle of her back and it was straight. She was wearing black jeans, black shirt that was a fabric but was kind of tight, and it was long sleeved, and black shoes. And the last guy was a blonde, probably around mid 20's-early 30's, hair was done but wavy. I bet if he got his head wet it's cover his eyes. And I can't help but think he had dark green pants on. but his shirt was loose completely but buttoned.

But these dreams are the reason why I want to lucid dream. I just need info from both sides so I know what I'm dealing with when I get to these parts of my brain.

Well, I don't end up getting shot very often. If I do, I either don't feel the pain (but I'm still crippled) or wake up when it happens. One time, I was in a shootout at wal-mart, holding a gun that looked like the Battle Rifle from Halo 3. I thought to myself (because dream logic is so straightforward) that these could be airsoft guns. I then received a shotgun blast to the back of the head, and it felt like airsoft BB's. The second I realized that, it went from an intense shootout to a lack-a-daisical event. I remember looking around for a new airsoft gun, and then having a small skirmish.

I've had dreams like that, exept my shooters were assassins going after me for reasons unknown. But I know that feeling of the jolt you talked about, its wierd. I've also had major war fights in my dreams where i get hit by a traitor with my group.