yay other lucid dream, and i do stuff besides trying to fly yay
PARTY UP IN MY ROOM LUCID DREAM
I cannot remember how I realize that I am dreaming, but I do realize it. I remember being part of a different family, and people believe that I am a witch for I can fly around. I hid in my room and Mr. Salt accuses me of being weak and having no dignity. I look down from my window, it is raining hard. “Look there she is!” Mr. Salt proclaims, “cannot even confess her sins, she is so weak!” I leave the window and I am in my house flying around and my “brother” begins to throw things at me and beat me up. This is getting quite annoying, because it actually hurts and so I think of a way to make him stop. “Stop it, this is only a dream, stop it, it’s only a dream” I keep saying, but he doesn’t listen. Then, I decide to use my wonderful acting skills to stop him. “I love you so much, I never got to tell you this but I love you so much and I just want to stop hurting you.” He stops in his tracks and begins to cry along with me. “Yes, it is working,” I think to myself. He tells me how sad he was when I found out I was a witch, and that he got so jealous when I started flying around the house. I tell him I have to go to my room, because I have to clean my room (plus I figure I can do something better in a lucid dream). I cannot find my room, and my dream brother is so confused that I forgot where my room is . I enter the master bedroom and spin, and I find myself in my own real room, lying in my bed. “Damn it, so close,” I think, but then I rethink, for this could just be a false awakening. I see the digital watch next to my room and look at it: there are no digital numbers! I look at it again, the numbers aren’t coming. Yay, I am still dreaming. Xander is there playing a video game, and some other people are playing cards. I decide that I would like to summon a random person, so I proclaim, “Random person, knock on the door.” A few seconds later, open the door and there stands my 7th grade PE teacher!! She comes in the room, and she starts to dance with me. A few minutes later, I tell everyone to get out, because the party is becoming really stupid. So everyone leaves, and I close the door, think of my lover boy (bf, whatever he is), and I open the door, and there he is! He is wearing this freaking flower suit, and I pull him in my room. I put him on my bed, and we begin to make out. I am so amazed how real it feels, how it’s just like actual life, and how familiar it is. After a minute or so, I realize I don’t have to be doing this, “Hey, this is a dream, I don’t need you, I can get anyone I want, like Tom Welling! Go get Tom Welling for me.” “ok,” he says, getting of my bed, opening the door, and closing the door while exiting. I let everyone back in but only Xander is there, so I begin to show off to Xander how I can do backflips off my bed. “Look, I’m dreaming! I can do anything! Look at me Xander look at me!” “That’s nice Jessica,” he says, continuing to play his video game. I get tired of waiting for Tom Welling, so I open the door and there he is!” Awwwwww, he looks so cute. “Ok Xander, leave now!” He takes his mini tv and game console and exits my room, and Tom Welling and I get in my bed. He starts kissing my neck, my face, and finally my lips, but it feels vague and unreal. (probably because I have never actually kissed Tom Welling IRL). It gets boring, so I tell him to leave. He exits the room. “Now what?” I think to myself. I begin to take in my dream, realizing more that it is a dream and how everything and everyone looks so real! It amazes me, even though I have had other lucid dream where I have concentrated on my senses or flown around town. I go downstairs, and see a calendar with a dolphin on it. “Right the lucid task!! I can do that!” I spin but I’m not going anywhere. I go downstairs; I see that my sisters have made chocolate chip cookies. They don’t even talk to me, they ignore me as if I weren’t even there. I get bored, which is a first in my lucid dream, because I can usually find something interesting to do. I decide to try to spin again to the ocean and talk to a dolphin, so I go into the living room and spin. However, I have spun again to my bed. “This probably still isn’t a dream,” I think to myself as I do a reality check. And yes, I was actually in my bed this time, failing to talk to a dolphin oh wells…
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