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Ok... I guess I should start.
Fisrt off, I rarely remember more than one dream per night. Mainly they blend together, or if I wake up, I dream the exact same one. Wierd. I guess I should rate my dreams by colour:
A Normal Dream
An Attemped Lucid Dream
I may also relate or try to interpret my dreams.
Mkay, this one was wierd... I was at a fair or something with my friends. Well, first me and my friend went around the corner. That's when we saw these swings that went high into the air. I went on one, and another friend went one the other one. They would swing far far up, then come down, almost hitting the other person. (They were going opposite ways) I saw two boys we hang out with on the ground waving to me. They were in a croud on the other side of a fence. I was distracted, and I leaned over to see one of them. I fell off the swing at it's highest. I was surprised that it didn't hurt at all. I dissmissed it and went to see them. The dream skipped ahead to when me, my crush, my guy friend, and me were all walking down a path. The moon lit everything. It was quite pretty, and We were walking ona dirt path. I think we were heading to a lake. My friend had her arm around my crush, and I got this horrible heartbreaking feeling. Then I realized... "Hey! This is a dream, I can do whatever the hell I want to!" I promptly pushed my friend out of the way, andtook her place. He began to pull away, but I just thought, "Ha, no! Stay with me!" Then I kissed him, and he kissed back. :P
I was at the high school, and I was having trouble finding classes. And when I did find them, they were so stupid. I decided to go the cafeteria, and all my friends were there. Simon was there, and he was talking to me. I promptly walked away, bought a coffee, came back, and spilled it all over his pants. (This may be a combintion of him screwing me over at the Halloween dance, the impending trip to the high school, and the episode of Degrassi I had watched the night before where Liberty spilled Coke down JT's pants)
A semi nightmare. Last night I dreamt MB died. Me, him, and two other boys were sitting on the ground in sort of formation... Like a square. The ground seemed green, and everything else was pitch dark. I could only see M, and one boy out of the corner of my eye. I have no idea who he was. I knew that there was one other boy right beside me. I was looking at M. We were talking, and he was smiling. All of a sudden, someone came and hit him on the back of the head with a chair...:? I just knew he was dead. I began to cry. Suddenly I was standing in front of one girl I don't like. She said to me. "Out of all the times I hung out with you? You never hit me with a chair!" I felt that she was trying to comfort me. It was then I became inconsolable. I began crying silently, and my head was spinning. It had just hit me: Mark was dead. He was really really dead. I told myself it wasn't happening, and then I woke up. I had tears on my face.
I don't know why it hit me so hard. I guess it was just the feeling that... he was right there one day, and then the next he wasn't. That absence... just knowing he wasn't coming back anymore. I think I don't take him for granted anymore.
I was in a car, driving along the country road near my house. Suddenly we stopped at the creek, and to my surprise there was another driveway there... And a huge house! The car pulled into the short driveway, and I got out. In the house, someone asked me,
"What are you doing here?" and then I answered,
"I wanted to go back. So I did." Then I realized... I WAS BACK IN GRADE SIX!!!!!!!!!! The only thing was, it was the other grade six class. There was a six, and 5/6 split. I had been in 5/6!! All of my friends were in the other sixth though. This wasn't a school... it was like a boarding school, only it was the teacher's house! It was pretty cool. Out in the back there was this slide, but it was really long and steep, and it was made out of that stuff they use in gym... Those mats? I would slide down, then land on a big cushion. There was one time, I flew high in the air, and I knew that I would come down on the cement. I landed on my butt, but it didn't hurt. Everyone came up and asked me how I survived that. I told if you land on your butt, it won't hurt at all. Then I went into the washroom. It was kind of rustic, with only three stalls, each made of wood panelling. I went into one and realized there was only a little bit of toilet paper. It was covered in multi-coloured dots, obviously paint. It was signed with one of my current classmates names!
When I came out of the stall, there was Simon there... He said "I need to ask you something."
"Wanna go to grad with me?" I said.
"What grad?" I then remebered I had gone back two years, and he would have known nothing about grad.
"Another grad. What did you want to say."
"Want to sit with me outside?"
I nodded and went outside. Me and few other friends were standing in the fall leaves, talking and then I realized... We're back again! We're two years older! But I still knew we weren't, and it would be two long years before we were back again... but I was with my friends, and I had started over...
I think I had this dream because lately I've been thinking what would have happened if I were in that class, and what would I do if I could start over? It made me realize that I've done what I've done, and I can't change it or go back.
I had four dreams last night!!!! Three were lucid, and that was awsome!
Well in this first one I walked into the basement of my friend's house. It didn't look like her basment, but I just knew it was. I saw Markthere, and he looked at me and kept asking me if he could speak to Stephanie. He asked a few other people, and then he found her. I looked over and he seemed to be trying to convince her of something. She finnaly said yes and they went into a room and shut the door. I stood there, my expression kind of like :o I had a pretty good idea of what they were doing. This was clue 1: because Mark would never do something like that. Ever. So I continued chatting, sometimes looking at the TV, somtimes just walking. Suddenly we were all seated at a table. I was inbetween Mark and Sarah, and I was talking to Sarah. Mark was speaking to me, but I couldn't bring myself to look at him, after I knew what he had done. There was some more stuff about trees and ladders and such. But as I was sitting at that table, I thought to myself "This is a dream. I can do what I want." i don't think I was thinking clearly, so out of all the things I could have done, I knocked the table over. He looked at me to say something, and that's when the dream blocked out
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I then found myself outside the window to a room. I knew it was Simon's and that Kacey was in it. So I took the screens off and climbed in. She was sitting on a wooden chair next to the bed, which was disturbed by a large line on the left side. I went to the door. The room we were in was dark except for a light in the hall. I was at the door when Kacey told me
"You can't go out there. He doesn't know we're here, and he is right upstairs."
I ventured up to the base of the stairs. I then was struck with glee. I need to get out, I thought. I giggled all the way to the window. You know how when you are about to get found, so you are this adreniline rush makes you hyper? Well that;s what happened, and I began fiddling with the screws on the screen. I couldn't climb out, so I went and got a chair. I climbed out. Thinking for some reason about Mark and Stephanie.
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In this one my mom was drving me down the steet, and I was looking for my friends. I saw them, and my mom wouldn't let me out of the car. She kept saying "In a minute, just let me find a better place to let you off." I was getting so agitated