Thread: mikeac's SD-1 Workbook

I recalled five dreams today. They were all non lucid, just so you know. I will update them one at a time.

10-31-10.1: Breaking and Entering
I was walking to my home, and a large group of people were moving around in my house, and they were holding some sort of futuristic gun. The police was already here for some reason, and they were breaking into my home. They were immediately shot down by the men and women in my home, and a firefight began. I ducked behind cement, and the man next to me was shot down. I picked up his shotgun and started to sneak into my home. I only shot down one person who was heading straight toward me. I got through the back entry, and there weren't many people there anymore. All the enemies were leaving my home, shooting down the last of the police. I killed as many as I could from behind (I know, it's a horrible thing), but their leader was retreating. All he had was a bat. I pointed my shotgun at him, knowing that I probably will miss, and I pulled the trigger. When he didn't fall to the ground, I yelled, "DAMMIT!" For some stupid reason, he ran into my house through one of the busted windows with only his bat, and I quickly cocked the gun and shot down. I looked at his body, his face was young, but he was balding and had pure white hair. The dream skips, possibly a couple months afterward, and I am in the same home with everything fixed. I was calmly reading something, then someone burst through the door. He was a man in a suit, and he looked PISSED. He had brown skin, a mustache, thick eyebrows, a small nose, and I could go on. He balanced something on his head, it looked like a huge green-metal candle on a large glass plate. He said with a smirk, "I have come to avenge the death of B." He spun the candle thing onto his hand, then back onto his head, like some sort of greeting. I picked up a small pistol from under the table, and started shooting. I shot his suit, his candle, his head, and his legs, but all had absolutely NO EFFECT. I started running into the bedroom, and he said, "Don't even think about going in there!" I thought I could go into the bathroom and break through the large opaque glass window to escape. As I ran into there, a HUGE bodyguard looking man chest-bumped me onto the bed. I got wrapped up a blanket, and I could feel Candle-man hanging over me. I whispered, "Please don't kill me..." He replied, "It's too late for that son." He smashed me with his candle, and I woke up.

10-31-10.2: Lame-Ass Class
I was in an odd classroom. It was my 7th grade classroom, with my 8th grade teacher, with students from my Geometry class. I turned in an assignment, and the teacher said, "It's supposed to be nine pages." "Oh right," I replied, and pulled the remaining pages out of my binder. I sat in my sea, and noticed there were a few people I didn't know in this class. I was about to do an RC whe the bell rang. I jumped out my chair and walked out into the hallway. I went onto my iPod Touch and checked Facebook. 64 people were online, wow. And you aren't even allowed to use Facebook at school, so I turned off my iPod. I woke up because my dad flushed the toilet across the hall and the water pipes were creaking.

10-31-10.3: Friends Over
For some reason, I had about twenty of my friends at my home. I walked out one of my rooms to find my friend Z talking to some girl. I picked up a rubber ball, and threw it at Z's head to joke around, but it missed and hit the girl's leg. I apologized, and she slapped me in the face. How nice. I walked with Z and told him about a game my bro and I made. I explained the rules, and he agreed. It was my brother's idea of extreme dodgeball. The balls were made of metal coated plastic. (Obviously this game never existed in real life) My friend Z tossed one of the balls, and he 'accidentally' threw it at my face, and I blacked out.