Thread: Pepperoni's Dream Journal of Doom

Well, I decided I should post my dreams here and see what people think. I've been wanting to improve recall, even though I've always had dreams every night that I could remember most of. There's a big gaping hole in a bunch of my entries, because for a while I got out of LD'ing and only wrote them down when I was lucid. And these dreams aren't written for other people to understand them, so they're probably a bit confusing. Oh, and please comment if you feel like it!

05.11.2009

Capture (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My name was Otto Malpense... I believe. I think I have the Otto part right. I am almost quite certain that I got this whole concept from HIVE, one book I read. Now, being Otto, I was captured and put aboard a ship. The ship was large, and wooden, and I think I probably got this concept from learning about slaves in the Americas. I was to be held a prisoner there, alone with several other kids.

Otto Malpense in the HIVE book was a genius, and he (I) was in my dream, too. I somehow came up with a code that could crack all of the different hatches on the ship, giving me and the other kids a chance to escape. I should explain the whole hatch system. It appears that, within the ship, there were many different long tunnels that led from the bottom of the inside of the ship up to the deck, with hatches on the top. They were locked, but, as I said, I had found a long, complicated code to unlock them. But, for some strange reason, I didn't. I allowed myself to get pushed around a bit longer, although I'm really not sure why. It had something to do with something - although, I assure you, there was a very logical explanation for it at the time.

Then, it was Halloween aboard the ship. Some of the crew members aboard agreed that we should go trick-or-treating, although, since we were such bad people, we'd only get to go to one place. I gathered up the other kids, and we stepped out of our rooms onto what looked like a sort of a porch in front of the doors to our rooms (in the ship). It wasn't raised like a porch, it was just wide-ish and open-ish and flat-ish. We went up some stairs (not a hatch, like you would expect), and ended up in a room. We clearly weren't in the ship. There was a long table against one wall, with a bowl of what appeared to be candy in it. A man or woman - at least it was human - was dressed up as a witch, and gave us a bit of a lecture, but then offered us the candy. It was little cracker/cookie things, in the shape of various letters of the alphabet. They were in a small plastic wrapper. I realized that I had eaten those before. They were okay, I decided, but not anything amazing. Still, I had some. I was right, I thought, just okay. But I ate another, and found myself liking them more and more. Mmm, I thought, these are really good! I didn't have much time to enjoy them, though, because I woke up then.

07.11.2009

Escape (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Now, the beginning of this dream is sort of fuzzy, so it's kind of tough to remember it all. I think I remember that I was at some kind of a boarding school. There's not really much to this so, basically, it's pretty pointless. I ate a couple dinners, wore some strange clothes, and was friends with my sister and some other girl who had blonde hair.

Now, here comes the only exciting part. Since I got into trouble some way or another, I was put down this tube. I slid down it, and, at the end, I was very cramped and inside what appeared to be a ball. At this point in my dream, I was someone else, possibly someone who's name was Julia, or at least started with a J. Apparently, she hated being locked in small balls. Before long, though, I was back to myself. The ball was a light reddish color, with a swirl sort of pattern in blue and darker red. I realized I felt really, really, really cramped, and looked behind me. I was lying on a smaller exercise ball (the big one was an exercise ball, too). It was red. I stood up. The big ball must have gotten bigger. I could walk around a bit and everything. I started pounding on the walls, trying to find a way out, but all that that accomplished was getting the whole room to roll around a lot. My sister and my friend (the one mentioned earlier, with blonde hair) appeared, then, and I guess that the exercise ball formed into a room. The other, smaller ball either disapperared or went unnoticed for the rest of the dream.

I was very relieved to see some people that I knew, but then I looked down at myself and saw that I was naked. I was alarmed, but then I asked Bridget for some clothes. She didn't have anything extra on her. I looked around and saw Bridget's dresser sitting against the wall, plain as day! "Wow," I said. "Your clothes will fit me!" Then I looked at another wall, and saw an identical dresser. "Hey, that's my dresser! Cool!" I shouted. "No," Bridget replied, "that's Melanie's dreser." Shoot, I thought to myself. In the back of the room, though appeared a closet. I grabbed some clothes, after a short search, and put them on.

We started looking for an escape plan, then. Bridget crouched down and found what looked like a tiny door. It had the letters H.E. cut into it. "That stands for Holocaust Aborigines," she said. It might not have been aborigines, after all, aborigines doesn't start with E, but that's my best guess. I didn't agree with either of the letters, anyway, at the moment. I thought they stood for something else I can't recall. There was a little hatch in the door, and we looked through it. "It looks like it leads to a jungle," I said. Bridget and my friend were all for the idea of opening up the door and going out, but I disagreed. I thought that it would be stupid to land ourselves in the middle of some jungle. Also, I thought that an escape route wouldn't just appear - that it would have to be a trap, and that we should find a different way. So my friend crawled under a long table that was up against one wall, and opened a small passageway that led somewhere dark.

Well, we thought, let's go! So we went through the passageway, and ended up crawling up a long, very narrow flight of stairs, and crawling along some flat walkways between stairs. They seemed to be floating in the dark. At that point, I started to wake up. No, I thought, I'm dreaming! Shoot! I kept crawling, while trying to spin around or regain my dream. At the end of the tunnel, it worked. We appeared outside the passageway in a classroom, like Mr. Pawlikowski's at UB. A woman (probably Mrs. Meissner) was standing in front of the room, going over our lives at school and where we had scored points. We were all sitting in desks, listening to her. I clapped my hands together and tried to focus on my dream. In the middle of Mrs. Meissner's lecture, I stabilized the dream. "Who cares???!!!!" I shouted, very loudly. I can shout very loudly in my dreams, apparently. I really thought that I might have shouted in real life. Bill walked by, and gave me a funny look. "Sorry," I apoligized to Mrs. Meissner, "please continue." Mrs. Meissner did, and I got up out of my desk to do some lucid stuff. To Mrs. Meissner, I then said, "Could you please get me a paintbrush, some paints, and a canvas, in under five seconds?" "Sure," she responded, and left. She went up an elevator in the back of the room, I think, and my friend and Bridget and I were very interested to see if she could come back within five seconds. She couldn't, and I wanted to see if I could do a somersault in the air. The floor was suddenly brown specked, and as I focused on it, I realized that I thought it would hurt. This wouldn't work, I thought, so I tried to float up in the air. Just as that happened, though, an elevator beeped, and Mrs. Meissner appeared in the room, with a bag of something. "Here's your paints," she said, "and your paintbrush, and your wafers." She handed me some crackers. Great, I thought, crackers. Oh well. I tried to paint on one of them with my finger, without any paint. Some ultraviolet looking purple appeared, in a short streak. I was amazed! Wow, I thought, I'll go paint on the wall with my paintbrush! But after picking it up and taking a step, I woke up.

08.11.2009

He Got Blown Up... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Ok, well, this is a short dream. I asked a girl whatever had happened to Min Sou Li when he moved to Korea. She responded, "He got blown up by a bomb." The End.

08.11.2009

Still Blown Up... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All righty, a little tough to remember here. First of all, I was at some sort of a sleepover/campout/party thing. I was there, along with some other people. We were having a good time, when I decided that I wanted to make some popcorn. I got a bag out of the cupboard and started over the microwave. Suddenly, Bill appeared, and he said, "That's not a good way for a teenage girl to make popcorn," or something like that. He took the popcorn bag, put it in a pitcher, and held a sock full of hot water up to it. It started popping a little bit, but I ran in and yelled at him for being stupid, etc. He got kind of mad. He was weird a couple other times at the party, too.

Then, scene shift... I was in a strange room, apparently filing things. Mrs. Sebastian was sitting in the chair next to me, and there was a computer in front of each of us. She was showing me how to file stuff. When something new came in, she said, you have to type (in the upper right hand corner) who it was from, who it was to, the type of thing needed, and the room number. We were apparently at Heim Middle. I just sat there and pressed some buttons, because I still didn't really know what I was supposed to be doing. I read something about a bee, and then someone kicked me off the computer and told me to deliver orders. The files, even more apparently, went to the people who delivered. The first order didn't need anything to be done about, but the second order did. I took it to some person's room, and he thanked me and sent me back. The next order was more difficult. The person filing had forgotten to include the room number. It had to do with a bee and some honey, though, and I remembered what I had read on the computer. I came up with a complicated way to get the order in the right place. First, I had to go down to the library.

There were a bunch of kids sitting around the tables in the back of the library, for study hall, maybe. Mr. Saia came in and asked me if I was here to do something. I vaguely remembered that I had left something in the library, or maybe that I had to do something, so I said yes, I had. I was going to mention the order, but I didn't. He led me over to the shelf in the middle of the library, and explained that this was some sort of new special program that the people in the back of the library and I were going to do. He handed me some Christmas song book, and started going on and on about how difficult this was, and that we should try our best. So the tables disappeared, and we all had to stand up and go "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8," in rhythm, of course. We also had to do a slightly embarrassing tap dance. After a while, we took a break, and I sat down with a girl at the newly reappeared tables. We started talking, and I suddenly remembered this chain that I was supposed to deliver. I took it out of my pocket, and looked at it, but it turned out that the whole time it had been twisted up so it LOOKED like I needed to deliver it, but I actually didn't. Confusing. But I was relieved, although I thought it a little strange.

We then looked in the back of the book, where there were some little blurbs. The last blurb was about the chain/necklace I had just taken out of my pocket. I asked her about it, and she said that they were all her dreams. I thought that they were horrible, nasty dreams, and I told her so, but I don't think that anything was really wrong with them. And, of course, I was kicking myself later for not being lucid. Soon after that, I woke up.

P.S. It turns out that Min Sou was still blown up in this dream.

09.11.2009

Library, then Late (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm not sure if this was two dreams, or only one, but I will post it as one. In the first part of my dream, I was standing in front of my locker, looking at it. It was very neat and organized. There was a shelf in the middle of it, with some books on it. My coat and bookbag were hung neatly on their hooks. There was my gym bag on the bottom of it, and I put another, smaller (though otherwise identical) bag next to it. Scene shift...

I had to get a book or something for Monday reading day. I walked down to the library, which was completely different than the real one. There was a girl with me (Note to self: Who is this girl I don't know who keeps appearing in my dreams? Her hair color always changes - this girl had dark hair - and I'm not even sure if they are the same. I will have to ask tonight if I have a lucid dream, and I see her. Later note 1/16/10: probably just some dumb DC. Except whenever I have a dream, I always AM accompanied by a young girl. Different every time, but I'm almost never alone in my dreams. Strange.), although I didn't really pay any attention to her. The bookshelves of the library were really more like book stands, tilted back slightly. I picked up a very thick "Alice" book. It had a green cover and was very thick (duh). Mr. Saia came over and showed me where the rest of the Alice books were. They mostly had rainbow covers, but had familiar Alice titles. They, too, were very thick, but not quite as much as the first one. I picked out two to go check out, but then I realized that I already had books out, so I had to put two of them back. I only ended up checking out the green one.

Then, I realized that I would be extremely late for science class - apparently, I never even ended up going to morning reading. I rushed out of the library, with the other girl with me. The hallways were those of Maple West, though. I didn't go to science quickly, though. I just walked along with the girl. Part of me was very calm, but part of me was very nervous/scared, because I knew I was exceedingly late for class. However, when I arrived, it turned out that it was only 9:03! I was only three minutes late for class, barely noticible. I don't remember anything after this. I may have woken up, I don't know. I didn't remember this dream right after waking up, it came to me later in the morning.

11.11.2009

At Magda's House (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at Magda's house, and we were playing on the Wii. The room actually didn't look anything like her family room, but whatever. I was sitting on the floor watching her, wrapped up in my bedspread, and she was sitting in a chair, playing the Wii. On the screen, there was a boy who was playing in a playroom. He broke his leg, and some people had to carry him, screaming, from the room. He was dressed in pink. In another part of the dream, Mrs. Boissonault was in it. She looked through one of those window-thingies in a wall and told the boy how she was glad that he was feeling better. Anyway, that's not really the point. Scene shift (really important!)...

I was in my family room, which looked completely normal. Hmm, I thought to myself, wasn't I JUST at Magda's house? Why am I here? I thought this was a little bit strange, so I did what I always do when things are strange - I reality checked. I pinched my nose closed and tried to breathe. I was extremely surprised to find that I could breathe through it. The merest thought of dreaming hadn't even occured to me, and I still thought that I would wake up at Magda's. However, the rest of the dream was very clear, other than the fact that I didn't realize that the first part of my dream was a dream. I decided to try to do a somersault in the air. Silly me, I have absolutely no dream control. I fell on my neck. "Well," I said, "at least I know I'm dreaming now, because that didn't hurt at all." I decided to try to carve myself into a jack-o-lantern. Kevin appeared, and he asked what I was doing. "I'm in a dream," I said to him. He shrugged and disappeared. I went into the kitchen where mom was standing, doing the dishes. I opened a drawer and took a knife out. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked. "I'm dreaming," I told her. I walked back into the family room and tried to cut my hand off. I couldn't do it, it sort of hurt, but not really. I was a bit frustrated. Maybe I can transform myself into a pumpkin and then carve myself out, I thought. I looked up and told myself that when I looked back down at myself, my body would be a pumpkin. It wasn't. I told myself that underneath the entertainment center would be a pill that would transform me. I knew that it would be there, so when I looked, there were three pills. I picked one up, then decided to look and see if one was labeled "pumpkin". I tried to see, but I couldn't, and then I woke up. HIGHER LUCIDITY NEXT TIME, GUARANTEED!

27.11.2009

A Collection of Indistinguishible Dreams (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This writing is a collection of two or maybe three dreams which I can't exactly distinguish from each other. So that's why I'm not even going to bother.

I was with Michelle Dao, and we were in technology class. Not quite sure what we were doing there... For some reason we had to run away from some other kids that were there. Also, I think that we were in Hoover Elementary. And I have no idea why. So we were running away, and then we ducked behind this corner and we went into this room. And I go inside, and Michelle basically disappeared. And I said, hmm, I'm dreaming. Uhhh... what did I want to do when I was dreaming again? Um... summon a tornado. That was it! So I put my hands out, and I start moving them around, and concentrating on a tornado. And it started getting windy where I was pointing too, and it spun around and around. A marker got picked up in the whirlwind, and it spun around, too. I jumped into it, hoping to have some fun, but it was too small. I kind of whirled around a bunch and floated to the ground. I stood up, and tried to remember what other things I had wanted to do. Uhhh... turn into a jack-o-lantern! That was it! But then either my dream completely faded or I woke up. Either way, scene shift.

My mom and some other woman (Mrs. Meissner? I don't know, really. Maybe Christina? Either way, I think she had dark/black hair) were preparing for some party. I was supposed to help, too. So I rushed around, carrying all sorts of weird stuff into some dining room that I don't know about. And then Mom brought out this giant bag of M&Ms. It was absolutely huge, almost a foot high and probably two feet long. It was the "mansion" size. It was open in the middle, and I could see all of the M&Ms inside. It looked cool. Turns out, we never actually had the party - we just cleaned up afterwards. And I can't remember when I woke up, but I suppose I eventually did.

14.01.2010

Short Lucid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at this party when I realized that I was dreaming. It actually was my math class... with all the long tables and stuff, only the tables weren't there in front of me, except for the one in the back. I rushed over to get some champagne to drink and complete my goal, but I forgot to stablilize. I've really got to work on that. Then I woke up.

14.01.2010

Failed Attemps (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a bit of a normal dream before this. Not quite sure what exactly happened... but I was upstairs in this attic with this woman. And, somewhere along the lines I realized that I was dreaming. I don't remember realizing it... it wasn't instant, like, oh, I'm dreaming, or anything. But the attic morphed into this bathroom, or I walked into a bathroom, or something. I didn't use a reality check, like I usually do. I remember that the house I was in was somewhere more out in the country. Don't know how, I just do.

I put my hands out and spun around, and everything got a little bit more focused. I tried using all five senses... I could see, hear, smell, and I didn't actually have anything to taste. But I couldn't feel the floor with my feet. Looking back, I should have worked to do that, but I guess I forget. Anyway, the bathroom wasn't my bathroom, and the lights were out, but I could see okay.

I remembered my goal from before (drink some champagne or sparkling juice) and I produced a cup. I turned my head, reached out to the side of me, and picked up some cups from the counter. Then, I tried to get champagne to appear in it. It didn't work. I tried getting water to turn into champagne, first from the toilet. It tasted like toilet water. Then I tried from the sink. It tasted like sink water. Of course it would have been smarter to produce a cup with champage in it, but I didn't think of that until today, a whole day later. I tried pressing a button to get champagne to appear, too. I couldn't get the button to appear. I've really got to work on control.

In the end, I gave up and tried to do a somersault in the air. This has never worked for me, and I doubt it ever will unless I start from high in the air. Or use fairy dust. Anyway, it didn't work then, and I landed on my neck, again. At least it has stopped hurting now. So I went out of the bathroom, and right outside the door was my sister Melanie. She looked at me, and because it was just a dream I decided to be nice to her, just this once. I went past her without shouting at her.

Maybe I would try to find my dream guide, I though. "Do I have a dreamguide?" I shouted. Someone shouted my name. It was my mother. "Are you my dreamguide, Mom?" I asked. I was surprised that she had answered, and I didn't really want her to be my dream guide. "No," she answered shortly, "but why are you yelling this early in the morning? You're going to wake everyone up!" I told her to go away, this was my dream. She did. I shouted out for this character I had met in a previous dream. Then, I started to wake up. I tried spinning, but it was too late. I only spun in my mind, I wasn't in a dream anymore.

14.01.2010

Gloria, Etc. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After waking up from my previous lucid, I drifted back to sleep. Now I was in a library in my sleeping back, with my friend Gloria in a sleeping bag next to me. She was reading seven books, and had just finished organizing them on the lowest shelf of the bookcase right behind her. The books she was reading were in two stacks of three, with the book Black Beauty in front of the right pile. Other books she was reading included MAX and The Witch of Blackbird Pond.

I commented on her books, and that's really the only part of the dream I remember, except for a part where I gave Christmas gifts to some people.

15.01.2010

In Boston (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in Boston, I think. I believe that my name was Jenelle, or the girl I was with was Jenelle. This dream had a really interesting story to it, but I can't exactly remember it. I think I was visiting Boston or whatever at Jenelle's house, and there were a bunch of other story elements... oh, there was... um, I just forgot. But it was a really cool dream before I forgot it. Ah! I remembered... nah, I forgot... something to do with a stage? Some horrific problem? There was definitely a bad part to it. Um, beach balls? No... moving somewhere? My sister? Pizza? Video games... shoot, it was really cool.

Hmmm. What I do remember is going on this boardwalk during winter (but it wasn't that cold, or snowy) with Jenelle and looking for this stand that sold these leaf necklaces. Someone told me that the stand had closed down for the winter. It was just an empty, flat stand. Boring. And that is all that I can remember of that awesome dream.

16.01.2010

Fairyland and T-shirts (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is confusingly longish with holes in it.

O-K. My family and I were back at Allegeny State Park during the autumn. I was really excited to see what everything looked like during this season, so I immediately ran down the road and off into the woods, hanging on some trees and looking around.

Now, down the road was this stone house. It was really big, more like a smallish mansion than a cabin like you would normally find. It was around dusk, and the sun was setting, when this older lady with short curly hair walked up the road and saw me in the woods. She was carrying a basket... anyway, she said hello and I came to the edge of the road to talk with her. I don't remember our conversation, but she asked me about how old I was, what I was doing, and a bunch of other stuff. Not mean, more friendly.

Somewhere along the lines... no, there was something before that. There was this girl, Ellie... or Eileen, or something like that. Me and her and a bunch of other DCs and Bridget were camped out in tents somewhere. Then El-girl broke her leg or ankle. The rest of us had to go to this meeting.

So the meeting was on the stage in my school's auditorium. There was a long table across the whole thing, with chairs on both sides. The people running the meeting were sitting in the chairs, and there were different t-shirts stacked all over the whole thing. Everyone was allowed to take one t-shirt. Most of them were green, because people had already taken the rest. In the very back of my head, I thought it was a little bit strange that I was here, picking out a shirt, but not really that much. I browsed the shirts, and I found a small pile of blue ones with waves. I also found some purple ones with flowers by the logo. Picking it up, I found out that the shirts had the name of this flower company we had on them, with a little image.

The last kind of shirt I picked up was a darker purple with a really complicated design on it. I looked at it, and it was like a computer screen or something copied onto the shirt - it wasn't a screen, just what would have been on it. It listed all of the jobs that people in our company had done, and on the right there were the four people in our company - me, Elgirl, Bridget, and I think Gloria. Looking closer, I realized that Elgirl had broken her leg and couldn't have helped, and that the jobs listed weren't those we had done, and some strange people were listed for doing those jobs. Anyway, I dismissed it, saying it was just a misprint.

One more scene shift. I was on my bed, only it was a lot bigger and it was out in the middle of a green meadow with flowers in it. The sun was shining (Funny, in my dreams it's almost never bright. The lights are out or they're not shining that much. Huh.) and the whole huge meadow was surrounded by a darker green forest. My bed was neatly made. Elgirl was up there with me, and we were both fire fairies. I changed my clothes, and dropped the old ones on the ground. My clothes were a bright red-orange, and they looked like flame. We decided that we were both in a lucid dream. I didn't realize I was dreaming, but I decided that it was a lucid dream with me and Elgirl in it, because when you were a fairy you were dreaming. I thought it was strange because it didn't seem very dreamlike, and I didn't feel very conscious of my dream. But I spent the whole rest of the dream up there discussing lucid dreaming. I never caught on. Wow. And then I woke up.