VarrhenSpecter

I woke up in sleep paralysis and felt something furry sitting on the side of my bed. I had my eyes closed because I didn't want to be more scared than I already was. This furry creature was talking to me about myself. He pointed at different areas of my body using his claws. I was hoping he wouldn't stab me with one of them. I got to feel its hand even though the rest of my body was trapped from moving. I think it was a giant bear. I imagined it white.

I tried to imagine a new dream scene my picturing my self escaping my dream body out towards the exit door in front of me. Often times it wouldn't work because I kept losing my train of thought. I even pictured myself sinking in to the bed and popping up in to a new dream scene. None of that work. One positive thing did come out of this, though. I never yelled out for help. However, I did wake up mad.

When I woke up, or I thought I did, I found myself in my parents room. I was confused. I got up from bed and immediately walked over to the living room to ask her why she laid me in her room. I was angry with her. I didn't get her exact answer. It wasn't until I woke up again when I realized I had a false awakening. I woke up upset really about it(for not reality testing) and tried going back to sleep but couldn't because both my sisters and nieces started making noise.

The dream began at the front entrance of a grocery store, one where I have been to before but I cannot recall its name. Me, my mother, and my five year old niece walked in to the store and were heading towards the frozen foods section in the back. I then began to recognize the sad, friendly atmosphere of this place when I saw the crates of boxes, forklifts, and bright white lights around this big factory. I saw several people and families walking around the store and going on about their business, or at least that's what I thought. I paid more attention to the people walking to or standing around the check out lanes.

When we finally got to the frozen foods section, my mother decided that it'd be a good idea if I took my niece towards the children's play area located right next to the frozen foods. And so I grab my little niece's hand and walk her there. When we finally got there I noticed something strange about my niece. I slowly let go of her hand and saw a smile pass by her face. She usually has tantrums when she sees something appealing to her. This could probably be one of the reason I woke up after this moment.

Back in history class, with no teacher in charge, the dream is just beginning.

The sun is out and shining, but there is hardly anyone around. I'm seated somewhere in the classroom and remember looking up at the board. This scene has got to be my dream sign! There was no teacher around, so I wasn't sure what to do. I do remember walking outside for a while but there is like almost nothing I can recall.

The dream began changing places. I was now standing next to the ocean, right next to a Minecraft biome. There was spruce trees but I found no snow around. At the time, I was asking for someone's help, a moderator's help. Their name was Netsui. I sent them a message but accidentely wrote out, "/hoe", somewhere in the sentence. I apologized after, even when I felt that Netsui was useless as a moderator(most of their staff really don't know what's going on in the server, they help keep taking great stuff out from the game itself too).

I later entered a scene where I found many friends and strangers. I also had vivid thoughts about some of their pasts. This area looked a lot like docks, but it also looked like an area where it was always trashy and no one bothered to clean up any of it. I was walking around a corner and found another server player. I walked up to him. As I was following him, I saw him break a chest placed under a tree and there was a lot of materials that popped out of the chest. There were redstone, lapis, and about 5 or 6 eyeballs. These eyeballs were usually used to scare people, so I decided to use them on one of the residents in town.

I walked up to a two story home next to the docks and slowly approached one male. I gave him one of the eyeballs and asked him if he could show this eyeball to the first person who knocks on the door. I also gave another eyeball to a kid walking in front of me. These eyeballs scared the hell out of me, though, they didn't scared anyone else.

After ding dong ditching some residents in town, there was a new place I wanted to explore. I wanted to go in to the building located in the back corner of this small little town. Upon entering, I found one of my cousins laying back in one of the apartments. She was pregnant at the time(no, it wasn't me). My mother, who was in the building at the time, agreed to have her stay here a few nights, to accustom the baby's needs. I also noticed a back window in this room. I don't remember anything after looking through it.

I walked up stairs to search the rest of the rooms. I entered the second floor, finding only detailed information about some of the people I met sometime in this dream. One of them was a woman. She had red hair, looked really old but used make up to hide it, and she looked a lot like one of the staff from the school I am currently attending. These thoughts that I had about her, I was placing her on a hated part in the mind. When I thought of her, I saw her working for the gaming industry, being successful in all that stuff. It was the only idea I had about her. It's probably jealousy but, my jealousy isn't towards her. It's someone whom I hold closer to the spear of love and hate.

I woke up thinking about school. I might not be so successful in the class I'm taking now but I just have to. I have to pass the class, even if it's not the career choice I want.

I started out in the dream in front of the street I am living at. It was in the afternoon when it took place. The dream immediately centered around Quynh Nguyen. Not that I saw her anywhere in the dream, she was still in my mind. I was searching for her, like I used to do in reality. Sometimes in the waking world, I wasn't able to find Quynh around the school when trying to apologize numerous of times. The Stalker image fit me well but, it's been a year but I still can't stop remembering the times when I felt so alone in that world. Quynh is not going anywhere.

I was walking towards Dwight Way and tried my best to search for Quynh, or even Trinh. The feeling felt a lot like ones I felt before in person. In my mind, Quynh was nowhere to be found. I tried looking and talking to people, just like I did to someone else years ago but, there is no way she is going to come back the same way I first saw her, even if I did summon her, she's turned to the evil witch I just want to get rid of.

I walked a little bit more and noticed my mother was walking with me now, but we weren't looking for Quynh anymore. This time, we pulled up to a few teenage boys who had something to offer us. Firepower. Tools like flash bangs, grenades, and explosives. They weren't able to accustom our needs at the time though. We had to wait out the rest of the day until we got the goods.

These boys had also offered us to see some of these weapons in action. We did, after unknowingly being teleported in to a home where the feelings of my mind started to change. This room was about the size of a normal bedroom. There were maybe six or five people with me at the time. There were also triggered explosives set up all over the floor. Luckily, these explosives were not set.

There were times when people in the room played around and pushed each other.I was pushed once and when someone pushed me, I accidently almost turned off one of the explosives. And last but not least, I remember someone trying to tickle my behind, which was one of the things I hate from happening in dreams.

I'm having trouble recalling dreams I have on school days, I can remember dreams better on the weekends.

I was on Sterling Avenue, the street I recognize for its loneliness, I was standing in front of the barber shop staring at the areas around me. It seemed like a gloomy, depressing day. I saw a bridge over the middle of the street I'm facing. On opposite sides of the bridge, I see groups of different criminals. I could only remember two groups, the bald people group and the swag group.

I walked over the bridge to see what the bald people group were doing. They revealed off a violent setting for me. Before I got off that one end of the bridge I walked back to the side I just came from, the swag group. These group of "swag" kids were small but we outnumbered everyone else and even though we had a large group, the swag group didn't have the guts to walk over the bridge and confront the bald people group. We had to find another way out.

There was a hidden passage way to my right, I didn't tell my group that though. One of the kids found it themselves. After that, he yelled to the whole group that he found an entrance. We all rushed in to the entrance door and reached the streets to Sterling Avenue.

Once we got out we were out to seek some justice from something I had no idea about. We all ran super naturally down the streets like a rebelling army. At this point it was already dark but some of the fast food places were open on the side.

We didn't stop rushing through the streets until we reached Target, a public community store(if that's what you call it). I was the only one who rushed in to the store and prepared myself for robbery.

When I first entered the store I tried my best to look casual. There weren't so many people in at the time. The first section I struck was the school section. I saw a few crafting materials on the viewing board, grabbed them and started pulling them out of their packets. I'm not going to tell you it's good to steal but the satisfaction in taking these things without fearing anyone, without worrying about anything else, it filled me with satisfaction. I have yet to steal something expensive from this dream.

Some of the things I got a hold of, I only threw the materials inside the boxes to the other side of the store. Sort of like that scene in Zombie Land where you see those two guys destroying objects and dropping them on the floor to get some fun out of it. That wasn't all that this dream had to offer though. There was a few people walking around the store, a few women. That's when I thought of the idea that boggles my mind in waking life. Murder. I thought of killing one of these women, just to feel what it's like to actually try and perform it vividly.

I looked around the viewing walls to see if I could find a sharp object. I didn't want these women to see what I was doing, so I was on alert. I saw a knife, one medium sized on the top of a counter. I made sure no one was looking. The tension inside me was growing and one of the things I thought about was how good it felt to not yet get caught. I picked up the knife and concealed it on my right pocket side. The ladies were walking to the other side of the wall, I slowly followed. One of them were by themselves viewing items. I took the knife out and aimed for her neck. I slashed her neck once hoping it would be an easy kill, but it wasn't. The neck was a bit ruff. I kept on slashing her neck until she bled. She never did. Then something happened after she turned around. When she turned around, I found it to be my mother. I stared at her and watched her slowly fall to her death. I was never this evil, especially not evil enough to kill my own mother.

I struggled to do anything else but to watch her die. I did notice a few strange faces coming off of her face. I noticed an evil of some sort, a devil maybe, he told me how evil this was and how evil I had to be if I wanted to enter that type of life. I felt hopeless to do anything else, so I quickly rushed out of the building and went through the flames of fading dreams.

This is the only part I can remember after waking up from it a few hours ago.

Me, my sister, and my mother were stuck in one of the most dangerous countries in the world, Mexico. It was getting dark and we had to find a home quick or we won't even be able to make it through the night.

The sun slowly begin disappearing and before we could get anywhere it was nearly the darkest. I didn't know what we would do, if we didn't find a safe place to reside in for the night we were bound to die. Though it actually never happened but it's a thought that I kept in my mind.

We were starting to get worried, especially when we were together. There was absolutely nothing else we could do but face death. My mother suggested we find a spot somewhere in the park to stay for the night but we already knew we wouldn't last.

There was a guy who suddenly came around a fence in front of the park we were facing, he tells us, including himself, to end our lives already. If we're gonna do it we should do it now. I was worried about it all and even now, I'm thinking about how sad it is for my mom to have been going through this with us. There was no father at the time, we were alone.

It was dark outside. I was in the kitchen with my mother enjoying a bowl of warm soup in front of the stove. My mother was standing to my left as I ate. I brought the bowl very close to my face and very quickly, I realized I was dreaming! I don't know what caused me to know why I am dreaming, I just asked the question am I dreaming. After realizing it, I went all crazy and started yelling in front of my mother's face and releasing all the excitement I had. That was probably why it ended so quick.

I also had another dream, or it was after this one(I don't remember), and this time I was walking on a really long dirt road somewhere in the beautiful meadows. There were also other people walking with me. I tried to keep up with most of them but there was a girl I found attractive. She was Valerie. I saw her in a few dreams, I never got to talked to her in waking life. She looks the same in the dream.

I walked a little bit more and encountered a few animals on my way. There was a small dog chasing me. I'm not sure what it wants. I remember it was attacking some other time in the dream. There was also a cat behind me but it didn't seem dangerous. I saw the dog coming after me and when it finally did, the dog and the cat were fighting each other. It was either a good thing or bad thing. I was never sure which ever one wanted to eat me.

I was at it again. Quynh is still haunting my dreams with feelings of suicide and murder. I'm sitting in front of my kitchen table, staring at the memories when me and Quynh were arguing over our friendship. We recently stopped chatting on Yahoo but I thought of others ways to gain back friendship in the dream.

I was losing myself and never knew when to give up on this girl. I messaged her in the dream and sent her a few photos of different areas of the world. I'm not sure why. She sent back a message telling me she didn't want a virus opening up one of my letters.

I turned around and stared at the front yard in front of me and wondered what this feeling felt like and why it felt so sad while I was thinking. I heard my mother in the next living room and it only made it worse because the more I saw her sitting on that couch on this boring day, I wanted something bright to come my way.

I later appeared in my own room, thinking. The room was dark. I laid upon my bed and thought more about Quynh. There was only one option I was able to perform to get rid of these thoughts. I wanted to kill Quynh and commit suicide. It was the only thing I felt was something to wait for. Then I woke up.