A few nights back, I did something I've never done before in a dream.

There was a stranger on my front lawn, and he was putting his dog on a boat. The dog had his you-know-what backwards, going out more towards his rear end than his stomach.

I thought this was oddly unusual. Then, my Grandma walked up to me and pinched mine. She was acting all hyper and kind of weird. She said, "O.K., time to go to school."

So, I got in the car with her and she drove me to school. Down the street, I saw a crushed up motorcycle. A few feet away was a body of a man lying in the middle of the road. He was looking away from the car, so I couldn't see his face. I was horrified! I started yelling at my Grandma, because she obviously wasn't seeing this. That's when she told me it was alright, and that the police would take care of it.

She drove right over the body, like it was just a dead squirrel in the street. I was closing my eyes, hoping that we wouldn't hit the body- but my Grandma didn't let the car touch the body. I opened my eyes up, and turned around to look out the back window. I saw the man's face, coated in blood and smashed up brains. There was a small pool of blood around his head.

I was wondering why things were so weird. I began questioning, "Is this a dream?" That's when I woke up before I could do a reality check. Perfect timing! lol

Hopefully, that'll happen again and I'll do a RC. Maybe I'll get lucid then