Thread: The Wolfess' Dream Journal

Originally Posted by Delphinus

Aw, Newblet...

You're dream recall is going down fast.

You do keep a dream journal, right?

Yup. My recall's going up now, though. I was just bad about keeping loyal to it... I stored all my dreams in my brain, then it went all overload. like, "WHEEOOWEEEOOOWEEOOOO." You know, alarm sort of thing. xD And dumped.

But I do remember having this dream, somewhere in there...

Not again...
I got chased by a rapist in my neighborhood, into my house. I slammed the door in his face. I ran down into my basement. It wasn't the first time that it happened (in my dreams, lol). It happened in the same place as the first time it happened (again, in my dreams xD). So, I ran into my basement, which turned out to have windows. Then I was playing video games with my brother, racing cars around a track. My cousins were also there. He handed me the controller. We were playing a racing game (uh, already said that...), then I was transported into the game... which I didn't notice. I failed at it, so I said, "I fail." So yay, another dream remembered! o: xD

Magnetic Matter
I'm in a pool with two others. One shoots a tampon across the pool. We chase after it in the pool, to the other side. They get it. However, something black, like non-matter (Spiderman 3? xD) appears in the sky. It's black and sticky and dark - really rather frightening. But when it starts to fly towards the other side of the pool, I feel myself being dragged after it by a somewhat magnetic pull.

Dream ends.

Note: last post was 17/18, my bad. xD
/Note

Night of 2/18-2/19/2009.
Lucid: No
Dreams: 4
One:
Cinderella Story
I am at a ball. Before me, I see Jesse McCartney (I have NO IDEA). He looks at me longingly, the music playing in the background. His foot taps just the slightest bit - barely enough for me to notice. Then, he suddenly swoops me up in his arms, without my feet touching the floor, and swings me in a circle. I laugh. I giggle out, "You do know I'm not doing anything, right?" He just laughs and continues to dance with me doing nothing. XD
**Note: I have no fixation on Jesse McCartney or anything - he was a random DC xD Probably wasn't even him, but my mind just sent out this "IT'S JESSE MCCARTNEY" message in the dream**

Two:
The Sister
I'm at my house, coming out of the bathroom with my hair wet, draped down my back, and pajamas on. I'm walking to my room, and suddenly my friend walks out of the bathroom behind me and says, "Let's blow dry your hair."

Three:
Manatee With Broken Chains
I'm watching from the outside, like a movie. There is a speed boat, going fast through the water. On the back are two chains, connecting two people to the back of the boat - they're under the water. One chain gets hooked over the other. Suddenly, a man flies up and lands on the back of the still-moving boat. Another man drags himself over the edge. He looks at the first man, and throws him back into the water. The first man's chain has a black strap at the top, like a shoulder strap on a duffel bag. The second man doesn't notice, and jumps back into the water. He slowly starts to go up, above the water, then back down, apparently gradually adjusting to the dry air again (I have no clue). As he steps back up, the boat slows and stops. Suddenly, he realizes that the snap is broke. The white foam in the water shows red, blood. He cries, distraught and sounding frightened, "Who bled?!" But I'm sure he already knows.

Four:
Accusatory Happenings
I'm in a house - presumably my house - searching from the front to the back, the entire thing, for my dog. There's an entire team in my home, searching for him in a huge wave-like sweeping motion. I distantly remember doing the same for my first dog, Jack, (in another dream) when we lost him. We reach the back, and I sit on a cooler with awful despair. I feel heartbroken. Then, I'm on a platform. A green van pulls up and out climbs a kid from my school. He accuses, "This is all your fault!" I shake my head cry, "No it's not!" He glares coldly at me. "Then Jack wasn't your fault, either?" In the dream, of course, it was my fault. I wince. "Your dog died because of CHEESE PUFFS!" he sneers, laughing cruelly. My mind skips back to memories.
On the same cliff, only covered with white (snow, ew), I climb out of the passenger side of the car that I was in. My dog is out as well. I can clearly see that the cliff is going to break - there are cracks - and I'm desperate to save the bag of cheese puffs in front of me. I get on my hands and knees and reach forward for it, but as I reach forward and grab it, the whole thing collapses, and my dog slips off the edge. I scream.

The dream ends.

Dream fragments:
* sitting in class, taking notes, teacher, from 5th grade. Chris (kid from school)
* two puppies

Lucid: Semi
Dreams: 2
One:
Another Bad Way to Start the Day
I had a dream that it was 6:36 AM, when we usually leave for the bus stop at my house. I'm rushing to grab my things to leave. Suddenly, it's 6:38, and the bus will be coming any second - I have only the smallest chance that I can make it to the bus stop. A moment later, as we're about to rush out the front door, the bus lights flash twice outside our front door. We dash out the door, but it's too late - she's already rounded the corner to the next street. However, Sophie, Logan, a little girl that couldn't have been 6, and the girl's mom, as well as myself, run down the driveway. We start to chase her down the street.

Dream ends.

Two:
Dare to be Dumb
I was in a white room, debating whether or not I'm dreaming. I don't think to do a RC, and so I don't do one. I think, "Maybe if I was lucid I'd know better." I'm semi-lucid, trying to know if I'm dreaming or not. I'm confused.

Dream ends.

Lucid: No
Dreams: 1 or 2
One:
Queen in a Coffin
I am in a tunnel, searching, trying to find my way out of an elaborate maze. I finally reach what I believe to be the end, stumbling forward into a wide space. In the middle of the ground in front of me, on a platform made of white cement, there is a coffin - however, a door opens (still horizontal, the doorknob sticking up in front of me). Blue light pours out of it. I feel myself step inside, then I'm watching myself like it's TV. There are tons of hockey players down below me - two teams, I understand. One white and one blue. I'm the white team. Suddenly, I see combat - hard, physical combat. My team is beating the snot out of theirs. I see myself, as soon as everyone but myself and one of the other team's players are left, grab onto the last remaining player. I start to swing him furiously and quickly in a circle. I'm watching from very far above. Then, I see myself leap into the air, the other body holding me in place as I do a spin much like that a figure skater would make. Then I release the man, who goes flying, and hits the wall with a loud crack before sliding down it. As I land, I see a huge, upside-down tornado-like statue, made of ice. It's beautiful. Then I slide into a booth next to my friend, offered a cake and a crown. I'm now the queen of this place. I'm happy about it.

The dream repeats itself 3 times, with only the endings changing; different people I'm beating up, not getting offered a crown as I already have it. But the coffin and the ice rink and the hockey players remain frighteningly the same.

Dream fragments:
None

Lucid: No
Dreams: Only partial bits.
Dream fragments:
* A big room of people.

Lucid: No
Dreams: Only partial bits.
Dream fragments:
* Being a soul from the book the host; trying to escape going back to another body on Earth, because I don't want to take another life away...

Read The Host by Stephenie Meyer if you don't get it (I doubt you will).

Lucid: No
Dreams: 1
One:
More than a Stranger
I am standing in someone else's house, not wearing pants. Half-naked, I'm standing in their mud room. I'm faintly anxious that they'll come home, but not too worried about it. My pants are in the wash upstairs. Suddenly, I hear the garage start to open. Panicked, eyes flying wide open, I flee up the stairs. Quickly, I run into the bathroom, which is connected to the washer and driers in the place. I yank open the door to the drier, pull out my pants, tug them on not so carefully, and dash for the exit. {Dream Ends}

Dream Fragments:
A Broken Promise
I shout, "You promised to let yourself be removed!" I'm talking, of course, to the parasite that has stolen my body. And it doesn't even make it to the real air; it's trapped inside my head. I'm a prisoner in my own body. What if I were to fade away... fade away forever? "You promised!" The words are an angry snarl, but I can't break loose... all I can feel is the wordless sorry from the soul that took over my body.

Lucid: No
Dreams: 2

Betraying The Brother of Love and War
A dream within a dream, is the only way to start this off. I dreamed these, thinking they were real, and only later in the dream did I realize that they were, in fact, dreams within my dream. Bold indicates a dream within a dream.

I am standing next to my "boyfriend's" (I don't have a boyfriend in real life) brother. He's a bit taller than me. His hair is just longer than his eyebrows, dangling a bit in his eyes. It's blonde. His eyes are a beautiful blue. I grip his hands carefully - gently, lovingly - and my heart flutters once. He's looking down into my eyes. Then the distance between us closes, and I'm locked in a passionate kiss. "We shouldn't be doing this... He'll be gone in two months, to Afghanistan," he whispers to me. But I can only swim in his blue eyes, like the ocean.

I am carried away to Afghanistan.

There are poor people, all over. Children with dirty clothing, poverty widespread. And then there's the gunfire. The tanks in the far distance. The sight of a man much like the one I kissed moments ago - but so much different, too. The American Army camouflage dances on the edges of my vision, and I only feel a defeated sadness fill the tips of my fingers with lead before I turn and walk away.

Then I'm in school. I'm walking on a white sidewalk, around a bend. The sun is shining in front of me. Again, the boyfriend's brother (never did figure out either of their names) is with me, about five feet ahead of me and on the left side of the sidewalk, while I am on the right. Suddenly, a short kid who goes to my school (only comes up to about my shoulder) steps in front of me. His shadow blocks me; he's only six or seven inches away from touching me. I silently cringe, sending a look that pleads for help in BF's bro's direction, but he just smirks. The boy walks on, and I hear BF's bro say, "Must think he's hot, huh?" I glared at him before rolling my eyes. Then I get to my next class, in the portable. In the room are BF's bro, Clark, Kyle, "Hot Kid," and one other guy. I look at Kyle and feel my heart freeze with sudden terror as our eyes lock. Then, the bell rings after we're in there for only moments, and I'm released to go to my next class. It turns out that this one is where we learn about Dream Journals. I see on the projector screen (which is hooked up to the teacher's computer monitor, getting her output) the DV Chatroom, but there's nobody in it. It's a dream journal, and only one person can see it... or rather, that's how it's supposed to function. However, we can see this, as it is an example. I read the output.

[E-A] --> They put drills in my vagina
[E-A] --> OMG YEAH, I KNOW, SEX
[E-A] --> Who knew other girls could be so cruel?

Then I saw BF'S bro's DJ, which described our kiss... we had unlocked the secrets of shared dreaming! It said something along these lines...
"She took my hands carefully, gentle and almost motherly. She was more tender than a mother, and this love was definitely more than what a mother felt for her son - which I didn't know was possible. I looked down into her eyes, and I knew it was wrong... but I couldn't help myself. We kissed..."
There was a really big paragraph about it, but I can't remember much more than those things.

Finally, we got let out of this class, and I was walking with my friend Erika to lunch. She says, "I'm not going to commit suicide!" Her voice is breaking, like she's going to cry... sort of whiney. "They have someone watching me 24/7!" I replied, "Is that what they did with Jessica?" (Jessica tried suicide, a girl at my school, and blamed it pretty much all on me). I ate, then left, and went home on the bus. I sat in the front seat and got let off at my driveway. I went to sleep in the dream, and woke up the next morning really early, to go to my grand parents. My parents were still asleep. We go to their house in the car, and pile out. Hannah, Sophie, Logan, Andrew and I are there. I text my mom, "Hi," and she replies a few minutes later with, "Rise and shine...," and as I read it I can hear the sarcasm. I answer her, "Sorry." She doesn't reply again. We are trying to work out sleeping arrangements; there's a King mattress, which Sophie, Logan, and Sophie are laying on, and a Twin, which is my bed, and Andrew is curled up in. I glare at him, s hove him o ut of the bed, and get in it myself.
Then I'm in another dream journal (physically, I'm standing in a room like a portable, with blue-ish tainted walls. There's a table, and there's a few people in it including myself - probably the people from the class room). A girl appears, and a welcome tune chimes something like, "Welcome to Dream Views chat!" We whisper along with it, and she says, "Ookay..." and moves into the next room.

{Dream Ends}

Taking Chances with Starting out Fair
The second dream of the night wasn't so bad.

I'm sitting in a theater (downtown, not revealing its name... stalkers), with red, comfortable chairs, where plays take place. They're arranged in a circle around the area. Sitting two seats away is mystery boy from the first dream; I glance at him. Someone on stage, like a priest, asks us to greet someone (i.e. "Good morning *shakes hand*," like at church). With another glance at him, I slowly reach out and take his hand, but don't shake it. I hold it there, warm, and feel him gazing at me, but not in a bad way. Not staring. He seems relieved, and out of the corner of my eye I see him slowly shake his head with a smile on his face, as if he's thinking, "I can't even believe she did that," but he's glad I did. And then the play is over, and I'm at home on my computer. Suddenly, an IM window pops up, and the message I see is, "Will you go out with me?" (probably "will u go out w/ me??"). I know the screen-name is his, and so of course I would say yes! Afterward, I was in my house, waiting. I saw my coat, grabbed it, and pulled it on. When I got outside, I saw an angry black girl staring at me and I see her crammed into a truck with her boyfriend. They are squealing across the street, tires protesting the entire way. I look to see my boyfriend (I still don't know anyone's names... I'll ask them tonight if I can... maybe make out with him officially >D) and I do see him. He holds out his hand to me, opens a door, and allows me to get in before him. I smile at him, and climb in, squeezing his hand carefully before he gets in with me. We're going somewhere, but I don't know where.


Dream Fragments:
* Explore (sex ed.) - Brittany and Bree battle! O: "Yeah, you got that right, I just called you Rhoa!"
* I'm standing in the door of a bathroom, when suddenly two black girls storm in, and as I'm watching, another boy follows and stands next to me. I'm stunned as the taller girl starts peeing standing up into the toilet, and the other girl is encouraging her. "You think I can't do anything a boy can?!" she yells at him. "Well, now then, I just proved you wrong now didn't I?!"
* All the snow is gone. YAY =D... I woke up and almost cried because it was still there... T__T

Lucid: No
Dreams:

**To be edited

Lucid: No
Dreams: 1


I can only remember waking up and feeling disoriented and confused. I had a lingering image of a crowd of people, all different colored clothes and such, like an airport.

Lucid: YES
Dreams: 1

Dream: It was a dream almost like any other. I loved it. It all started out - on Spring break! - at school, of all places. We were in the gym. We were sitting in our squads when Mr. Intern told us about how blablabla...I didn't really listen. "You learned twice as much with me than you would have with just Mr. DeGroote," was the one thing that stuck in my head. IT turned out that a permission slip was due the next day. I didn't have it. I walked up to the "desk" (which was really a table w/ papers all over it) and asked for a permission slip. At first he grabbed an extra for me then said, "Wait. Go reconstruct your own." I was stumped as to how to do THAT, but I sighed and went back to whatever we were doing. The next thing we were doing in class was getting into groups to do something. There were four groups; I was in the group with my friends. Suddenly, I had an idea as to what to do about the permission slip. Mr. Intern was off telling a group what to do. While he wasn't looking, I grabbed a permission slip, crumpled it into a ball, and chucked it at the girls' locker room, thinking I'd grab it later. I looked around for my group. They were in bright orange shirts, so they stuck out...but I couldn't find them. I asked, "Where'd my group go?" and someone pointed out the door. I looked and saw orange just disappearing. I ran after them. Suddenly, the bell rang. I hurried to my locker, thinking school was over. I tried to grab all my things, but everyone was gone before I was. I thought I was going to miss the bus. I started running. But I stopped when I saw my friends in the cafeteria, sure that I'd already missed my ride anyways. There were three orange shirts; Erika, Peyton, and Kirsten. I slipped into the cafeteria and sat next to them. I said, "I need to call my mom." Kirsten nodded. "So do I; I'm late for lab!" she complained. I was blushing, feeling stupid for thinking school was already over. A random guy saved me by showing up. He started saying crap and I kept firing back stingy comebacks. I burned him pretty bad a few times, rewarded by my friends' laughter. Eventually, the guy left. I was about to leave when someone asked, "Aren't you staying for the [track] meet?" I wondered aloud, "There's a meet today?" They replied, "Duh, it's a Thursday." I glared. "I knew that." Obviously it was a Thursday, because they were wearing their bright orange bike trip shirts. Anyways, I said, "Oh," but left anyways. Suddenly I was at home, in my room, playing on the laptop and chatting with my friends. I was talking to Peyton, when suddenly Erika and Sarah crawled in through my window. I was thinking, What the hell are you guys doing in my house?! and yelled out, "Geez, you creepers! Get out, wouldja?!" They obediently did so. I typed up to Peyton, "hehe hi peyton remember me??? its erika" just to scare her. Peyton had shown me part of her conversation with Erika earlier. I said then, "lol jk, its cookie. but erika and sarah r such creepers! they just came through my frickin WINDOW!!!" Then I went to addictinggames.com and played a game. The goal was to win by having your character make out with a two-headed purple seductress enough to make her two happy bars go up so both were full at the same time. Then I went upstairs, into the kitchen. Some of my family was there; Mike, Sophie, and my mom. This is where it hit me. Weren't we just in Florida? I asked myself. I'm sure I was in Florida when I went to sleep. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously, not remembering a minute of the trip back. The only explanation was that I was dreaming -- but it felt way too real to be a dream. I could feel everything, down to my heartbeat and my hands against the cool counter where I rested them. I wanted to do a reality check, but I was afraid that no matter what I did, it would say I was awake. I looked at my mom. She said, "Yeah, Brook, you're still asleep in Florida, and I'm not liking it. I might wake you up." "Please don't!" I begged. I sighed, and decided to take a risk. I turned and leaped headfirst toward the ground, and as I hit it on all fours, I knew I was a wolf. However, I still felt revoltingly slow and ultimately human. I was running up the stair s(on all fours) but I felt hands, not paws. I glowered and concentrated on being canine. When I ran, it was amazingly fast - completely wolf. I leapt out the open back door and ran across our back yard. I was free, and very lucid. I wondered what I should do. I decided that I would make a rainbow appear. I turned around and thought of a reason why a rainbow would be there - obviously, because it rained. I turned back around and there it was! A rainbow! I grinned. I thought that making a rainbow just wasn't enough. I wanted to walk on it. I remembered that it had been the lucid task, and regretted not getting on dreamview's to see April's (I could definitely think straight, because I was definitely thinking about what month it was -- correctly!). But I started towards the rainbow anyways. I thought it would take too long just to walk there, and it would waste time. So I wanted to teleport myself there. I turned around and thought of a reason why a door would be there (a door was my choice of transportation!)... someone had dropped it from the sky. Maybe not completely logical, but I was stunned when I turned around...it worked. An old, pale green door sat there, with a brass knob. I stood up and returned to human form, then moved forward and grabbed the knob. I looked over towards the start of the rainbow - there was a tree and grass, next to pavement. I imagined opening the door and seeing that, then turned the knob. To my amazement, there was the rainbow, right in front of me. I stepped through the door, then ran forward onto the rainbow. It was solid. I reached the top, then grinned as I saw that it swerved back to the left, like a turn in a water slide (and about just as slippery) to the left - so I lay down like it was a water slide and slid all the way down. I whooped when I saw the pile of gold and silver coins. Grabbing up a bunch in my arms (half the pile) I saw another person, but didn't think anything of them as they grabbed the other half of the pile and the $80,000,000 check at the bottom. They were one of my friends apparently. We ran back to my house and through the door. "Look, mom!" I yelled. She looked at all the gold, then said, "Get rid of it. Put it back where you found it." My jaw dropped. My friend and I exchanged looks. I mouthed, "let's hide it." She nodded. "I'm waking you up soon, if you don't get rid of it," my mom warned. "No, please don't wake me up!" I begged. Then we ran out the back door and towards the woods. As I reached the woods, I went to a path, about 3 feet wide. I had an idea. I had to shapeshift into something the other girl could ride, a mount. First, I thought of a lion, like Aslan. I shifted, and the lady started to climb onto my back, but I toppled over. I frowned, then shifted into a horse to try again. Again, she tried to climb on, but I toppled over. Frustrated, I shifted into a human and looked into the forest. I saw that it was dark and spooky. But on the ground I saw something else - something far more startling. It was a dying unicorn, with silvery blood. I looked up and saw a small girl dressed in black, with pale skin, black eyes, and dark hair. She said softly, "She will not make it..." Not far from her was a small horse, completely white. The girl murmured, "His name is Valiant." I called quietly, "Here, Valiant..." a plan growing in my mind. As the colt slowly walked towards me, I felt the dream fading, and, sad that I could not finish it, but knowing that it was time it ended, I accepted that it was ending. And awoke as Valiant reached my side.

Nice! That was a cool Lucid! And you had lots of control... i remember my last LD... I was limited by bars and high ways... lol! Good job!

May 30, 2009;

I'm sitting in the grass. I'm thinking about dreams. I thought something like, "...in the lucid," then I correct myself, "No, THIS lucid." I reach down and grab the grass inbetween my fingers. It feels exactly real. My goal was to stabilize the lucid, but I lost lucidity moments later.

I'm only posting my lucids, instead of all of my dreams, until school's out (this Friday!!!) when I can resume full-time lucid attempts. Until then! ;]

You're back!

Aha! Yup. I missed dreamviews. ^^ I had an awesome dream last night. I'll post it when I get a chance.

^_^

Originally Posted by thedreamingwolfess

Aha! Yup. I missed dreamviews. ^^ I had an awesome dream last night. I'll post it when I get a chance.

I hope you get the chance

Stop flirting with Wolfess, now!
That's my job....

Originally Posted by oniman7

Stop flirting with Wolfess, now!
That's my job....

How could I flirt with TheDreamingWolfess when... Even you... You'll probably stop flirting with her when you'll know who's our rival :

Let's stop now.

This is the dream from a few nights ago. ^^;

Lucid: No
Dream:

My brother, dad, and I were walking close to a pond. My dad had a fishing pole in hand. The line went into the water, and in the shallows, an enormous fish was flopping about. My dad yanked the line and reeled the fish in. He threw it on the mud, killing it. My brother exclaimed, "Wow! We haven't even been here for a minute and we already caught a giant fish!" Two people walked up to us, a man and a woman, and gestured towards where they were fishing. They had three fish, each of them equal in size of our own. "We've only been here for awhile! There's so many fish here!" A few other groups were scattered around the pond. Suddenly, I saw in the sky an airplane, old-fashioned. It looked like a remote-control airplane, a toy. However, as it neared, it basically giantized in a matter of seconds. It careened straight towards my head, turning and barely missing. I ducked and covered my head. The plane flew away. Randomly, a meteor started falling. The scene changed to show a globe. A miniature earth was falling towards Earth! Nearby, a few more mini earths started raining down. All of a sudden, a meteor shower of earths was happening. Surprised, I woke up.

Lucid: No
Dream: No recall.

Lucid: No
Dream: No recall of night's sleep.

Lucid: No
Dream 1: All I really remember is that Sawyer (a kid that goes to my school) was there. We were at school, on a ramp to the portable. It was near the last day of school.
Dream 2: The first thing I remember is a bad feeling in my stomach. I remember thinking, Just watch. She's going to say that we have to move... Sure enough, my mom walked up. "We're going into debt. Grandpa died. We have to move to his house." I inwardly groaned. The next scene, we were at the old, beat up house. There were stairs on the outside. There was no paint on the entire house - it was just wood. All the paint had chipped away. It was an old, beat up house. Next I remember someone being there. I'm not sure who. I had cards of some sort, and I ended up in a duel against a giant demon. He was 10 times bigger than me; a huge, black monster. I was sure that I would lose. But, to my surprise, I started whooping demon butt. I won the duel. Random people thought that I should have a dog. The dog came with the house apparently. If we wanted the house, we needed to take the dog. It was a beagle. There were two other dogs, but the beagle was cute. So I took it. And the house. The next thing I knew, my mom and I were in the car. My mom drove up the stairs (they were outside, as I noted before). I screamed, scared out of my mind. She was obviously either drunk or insane. The car (our black 2005 Yukon XL) nearly flipped over. I was in the passenger seat. Not satisfied with that, she turned the car around and drove up the stairs from the opposite side. I screamed again. This time, the car did flip. I was sent flying into a wall. Luckily, a mattress was there, but I hardly touched it. I gripped its edge so as to cushion my landing. I started yelling at my mom for not listening to me. I was mad that she had endangered my life because she was stupid and didn't care what I thought. Dream ended.