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Just like my first lucid dream, this was after a night out... I'm starting to think I can only lucid dream when I'm drunk...

I was lying in bed, on my side. On the other side of the bed I could see a figure forming and I realised I was falling asleep, but my brain was awake. The figure was blurry, but it suddenly turned into my boyfriend. We just lay there for a moment before I woke up and he disappeared.

I realised I'd just had my first WILD experience, so I didn't move until my body fell asleep again. He appeared again, next to me. I began to lose vision as things became blurry. I remembered a technique I've seen in Amity's blog where she demands clarity and it happens. So I said out loud, "I demand clarity" and everything became perfectly clear again.
I rolled over and saw Amity. Everything looked so real, I began to believe it was reality. Amity reached over and held my hands. She pushed my left index finger through my right hand to prove I was dreaming. I asked her what I should do now that I'm finally lucid (as we've been discussing lucid dreaming for nearly a year). She said, "It's time to mess with reality." She held my little finger and bent it right back, breaking it. She giggled as my face screwed up, waiting for the pain that never came. I did the same to the rest of my fingers on my left hand. Then decided to pull my left index finger right off. It detached like rubber, stretching and snapping back after it broke off.
Then I woke up.

So I finally had my first lucid dream... I think. It's sort of the same situation as my false awakening, as I'm unsure if it actually happend the way it's supposed to happen.

I was running down the street, away from my friend, travelling south. We were just playing a game, but I as outrunning her. I made it al the way to the end of a very long street and decided to go back. But I didn't want her to see that I was making my way back so I decided I would run East, then North, the West and go in a big square to get back. The idea was to get back before she does so that I can surprise her.

I turned east and ran until the next block, then turned north. I found myself in a forest. The sign said 'Elephant Forest'.
I was wondering why it was called Elephant Forest when I saw a wall of trees in front of me. It looked like the forest just stopped and gave way to air not too far ahead. There was a sort of doorway of trees that looked out of place ahead of me. They were all lined up too close together to be accidental.
I walked between them and into the doorway they made. I stopped suddenly, realising that after the doorway was a huge drop. I was standing on the top of a masive cliff and down below I could see the forest continued.
I had an amazing view of the whole landscape and to the horizon. In the forset below, there were two different kinds of trees. Trees with dark green leaves and trees with light green leaves. Most of the trees were dark, but the ones that were light were places perfectly to make the shape of an elephant.

I backed away from the edge and turned around. It was becoming dark and I was tired from running. I decided I was probably going to fall asleep.

This is when I entered the second dream.
I woke up in the back of a car. There were two DCs in front and one to my left. I recognised the one ot my left, but can no longer recal who they were. For whatever reason, I decided to try my reality check and was able to push my left index finger through my right palm. It felt very strange to be doing that. I turned to the person I knew and asked, 'Is my friend chasing me still?'
'Yes' He replied.
'Is this a dream?'
'Yes'.

(What I did not realise at the time was that I was in two dreams. I thought the forest was reality).

I sat in the back of the car and wondered what I should do now that I'm lucid for the first time. A voice came from behind me. A small, high-pitched voice, right at the back of my head. I turned around and found a small panel of the car seat to be removed. Inside looked like a mini version of an aeroplanes cockpit, maybe ust a little more futuristic. The voice I heard would have come from a person small enough to fit in the mini compartment, but there was no one inside. This distraction made me lose lucidity and I felt like I was watching myself, trapped behind glass, unable to control anything.
The person next to me held both my hands. He held up my right palm and pushed my left index finger through it. Once again, I realised it was a dream and became lucid, thanks to this DC.

I was not lucid for very long before I woke up on the forest floor. I was convinced that was reality since I was just lucid in a dream (I never thought my first lucid dream would be inside another dream). I woke up as soon as I stood up.

I woke up around 3am and remembered parts of three seperate dreams from that night. I wrote them down in my drowsy state and can't quite recall the squiggles I put on the page. This is what I can translate:

A girl I work with owns a dragon (apparently this is common knowledge).

Later, while giving birth and my colleague goes away for a long time. She is very upset, so I house sit for her and run her errands, etc. She leaves some money behind.
She has had the dragon and it's babies encased in bronze.

Eventually, the dragon wakes up and Anne comes back. We all celebrate.

Afterwards, Anne looks for the money she left behind and acuses me of stealing it when she can't find it. I let her think I did for a moment before I show her what I bought her. I don't know what it is, but I bought it as a present (presumably with her money).

I am very excited to play with the dragon.

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I'm at a school disco and need to charge my phone. I plug it into the main computer system, off of which the music and music videos are playing. The contents of my phone are now shown on the large screens for everyone to see. In my phone history, they find a porn site and I am very embarrassed. No one yet knows it's my phone but I decide to sit in the corner and wait as they'll soon find out.

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Someone at work points out a hickie/love bite on my neck and I laugh, telling them I'm surprised they're the only one to notice it.

I am watching a family friend play a video game on the TV. He is being selfish and not letting me play. He is playing really well and it looks like fun.
Finally, when it's my turn, he doesn't let me continue onto the new levels but instead, I have to replay the levels he already did.
I pick up the controller, which was a large, plush pig with playstation-type controls on it's belly.
The character on the TV looks like Conan the Barbarian and fights with his hands.
I try to control him like my friend did, but for me, the character is slow. He is doing everything in slow motion and I cannot pass the first part of the level.

I can't remember any dreams from last night. But ther was a moment where I woke up and felt strange. I can't explain how I felt... Maybe like I was floating. Anyhow, I knew something was different. I looked at my right hand. In my dazed state, at first glance, I had six fingers. I was so terrified and my heart started beating really hard. I felt like someone was watching me, like someone was lurking in the dark. I decided to focus as hard as I can and recount. I blinked and counted five fingers.
I don't know if I was dreaming or if I saw an extra finger because my eyes were blurry.

I'm on a train or bus, walking through, trying to find a seat.
I find two free ones to my right, in front of me. I sit down and shuffle over to the window seat. I realise my legs are too long and my knees are pushing against the seat in front. They hurt slightly. I have to open my legs to fit them in.

My boyfriend is sitting on the window seat across the aisle and there's someone sitting next to him, between us. We wave at each other and he jumps over the seat in front and sits next to me.

My boyfriend and I are leaving a club. I wait outside the door while he gets the car. A medium sized man, slightly chubby and a bit chavvy with a plain white t-shirt and shaved head, approaches me qwith his friends and whispers in my ear in a different language. Sounds like Russian or Czech.
I tell him I don't understand and his grabs me in a sexual manner and says 'sex'. My boyfriend hurries back and sees this man with his hands on me. My bf is considerably smaller than him, but he jumps and karate chops the man in the neck. He jumps again and with a stiff, open palm, jams his fingers into the bridge of the man's nose. The man falls backwards and is stunned, allowing us to escape.

We are wlaking down the street (not sure what happened to the car). He says that everyone is staring at us. I hadn't noticed before, but now I can see that everyone walking past us is very focused on us. I turn to my boyfriend but he has turned into my ex, who is dressed in womens clothes, with outrageous make up.
He asks if I mind if he changes into comfortable shoes (I assume he's wearing large heels, but I don't check).

Suddently, we're in some kind of public transport. I know it's a bus, but it looks like the back seat of a taxi. Every seat looks exactly like the back of a taxi and the bus is a cylinder, constantly rotating as it makes it way down the street.
It is a small space and we're sitting with people we don't know.
We realise we're quite drunk at this point and the spinning 'bus' is only making it worse. The ex has changed into jeans, removed his top and attempted to take his make up off but smudged it across his face instead.
I think to myself what he is doing here in London as he lives in Australia and how he got his car here (I am now under the impression that the car I never got into at the start is in fact, my ex's car).

I am now on a train headed somwhere I don't know. But it is clear that this is a medium-long journey. Definitely to a different town/city. I am with my brother and I am still drunk. It is early in the morning.
My brother and I are having a conversation and everyone on the train is listening and staring and us. He says he has the early shift at McDonalds in a few hours and I make a big deal of asking why he came out and started drinking if he has to wkrm so early. I am slightly enjoying the attention of the carriage of strangers and play it up for them.
He says he had to switch shifts with our cousin because of her 'V'.
I quesiton him as to what that means and he just stares at me wide-eyed. I realise he doesn't want people listening. I look up to everyone and say, 'maybe we'll continue this in private'.
Everyone turns around and ignores us and we whisper to each other. I ask if he means our cousin lost her virginity (which I previously assuemd she already had) and he nods.

I am now at a large train station waiting for my train to Winchester (where my boyfriend lives). I can see him and a girl sitting at the bottom of the staircase (I am standing at the top - it is a very large staircase, leading into the station). I assume the girl is his best friend. They are both overlooking the incoming trains.
I see the train to Winchester pull up beyond the bottom of the stairs.
I decide I can't make it in time as the train is scheduled to leave in two minutes so I walk to the bottom of the stairs and sit down. The next train will come four minutes after, so I decide to wait.

I notice that the train doors don't close, so I decide I can make it afterall. I run over to the door, but as I get there, they close. I press the button to make them open but the train pulls away with everyone inside staring at me.

They say that keeping a dream journal will help you to remember your dreams and also have lucid dreams, so I have decided to start one.

Last night, I dreamt about a mildly famous, gay, internet personality. He took my brother and I to McDonalds. This guy goes behind the counter and gives sexual favours to the person serving us. I don't know who he is or why that's happening but it's common knowledge that the McDonald's employee is quite dirty.
We receive our order in a massive paper bag. My brother can't carry it from the top because it's too big so I carry it from underneath.
All the fries are sitting on the top and poking out of the bag, right under my nose.

As we walk out, we come to a spaghetti-western style town and I've lost my McDonald's. We are now with our Nonna walking down a very familiar path. We've all been there before.
Nonna stops and take several large £1 coins from her purse (each coin is bigger than her palm) and she puts it in a charity box for an animals charity. I make sure she hands the box into the asian shop next to her so the money doesn't get stolen.
She speaks to the shop keeper in an asian language I don't know, but somehow I understand her. She says, 'And a pound for you' as she hands the shop keeper a pound.
A homeless man casually walks into the shop and opens the till. He takes ten pounds and walks out. Everyone watches him but makes no attempt to stop him.

Outside I talk to my brother. He tells me he is sick of living with Nonna because he has no freedom and he wants to move out. He feels he can't do anythign for fear of upsetting her. I think to myself that he should wait until he finishes university as he only has one semester left. But I wake up to my 7am alarm before I can tell him.