corinne260
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I dream about zombies a lot. Although this was a while ago, this is my most vivid dream.

I am in downtown, in a coffee shop. There are people all around me talking, browsing the internet, doing what people generally do in coffee shops.
Suddenly, there is no one. I am completely alone in a place that was just moments ago teeming with life. Outside, there are signs of people having been there not long ago. A discarded newspaper on the ground. Parked cars lining the streets. But I am alone out here.
And then I am not.
As soon as the first one appears, I seem to notice them all. At first they don't see me. But when they do, I know I am in terrible danger. As they charge towards me, I run towards the one place I can think of to find solace: home.
Of course, in dream world, it takes but a thought of a place to get you there. I rush inside my house, thinking that the danger is possibly over, as I left downtown far behind me. The house is apparently empty, but I am wary. I rush into the back bathroom, as it is the closest room in the house without windows. Just as I am about to close the door, I hear footsteps. My father appears in the kitchen.
"Dad?" I call out timidly. He looks over at me, and I feel a rush of relief. I open the door a bit wider.
Then his eyes widen, and he begins to run towards me.
"No," I choke. When he's nearly reached the door, I slam it shut. I sink down against the door, sobbing, with my dad--not really my dad--pounding on the other side.

And that is where I woke up. As you can imagine, I freaked the fuck out. This is probably my most vivid memory from any dream I've ever had.

This happened a while ago, it just now occurred to me to write about it.
I was laying in bed, listening to music that was supposed to induce theta waves in the brain and help to cause an OBE. Suddenly, I felt the vibrations all through my body, the ones that signal that astral projection is about to happen. I got excited, but managed to concentrate on the vibrations. They intensified, running throughout my body. Then, I began to get the eerie feeling that I wasn't alone. There were other presences somewhere in the vicinity. I got the sense that they were either waiting for me or coming for me. Either way, I freaked the hell out. It took me a while to react, as I was in a state of paralysis, but I conjured the will to sit up, rip off my headphones, and turn on the lights. It frightened me so much that I still haven't tried it again.

The other night, I had my first lucid dream (kind of). It only lasted for a few seconds, but it felt like a lot of progress.
The only part I remember was that I was driving on the highway, and suddenly I had the thought, "Wait a minute. I don't need to drive. I can just move around with my thoughts." And I did for a few seconds, until I got excited and woke up. I don't know exactly what triggered the realization that I was dreaming.