Dark Kikyo's Dream Journal

Today I had a dream that is resonating in me. I know I have had this first part of the dream before, though I must have forgotten it because I don't have any memory of the last time I had it. In this dream I am a tough princess who has lost her kingdom to an invasion. I am also not myself, I look different and have a different personality. This is an elaborate dream and is very long so I will put out parts. Here is a map of the layout of the house for reference if you want, because I will mention places in the house and it's so fresh in my memory I can put it down. I will also mention that I knew I was dreaming but felt no desire to control anything because I was interested in letting this dream play out. Click the image to make it bigger.

Spoiler for house layout:

The part I have had before: It starts where I am standing in the main room of a house that I procured for me and the rest of the people that escaped the kingdom with me. There is me, my best friend from real life playing the part of one of my best friends, another girl who is my other best friend and kind of resembles my real best friend but she does not exist in real life, a young blond kid with an army hair cut who looked about 16 and troubled, and a body guard/ warrior who had protected me while we escaped. We had received word that one of my fathers court had also survived and he was making his way to us. He was also the only person who had the ability to to verify my inheritance. The last time I saw him he had put the slip in my hand that verified my inheritance but he had forgot to sign it. I was listening to my two friends talk about him, apparently they remembered that they had had a crush on him, when he arrived. I met him at the door and instantly took notice that he was very handsome. He brought his things in and settled into his room (im not sure where his room was. I'm guessing he just stayed in the bottom right corner of the house next to the sitting rooms table), while I walked around the house. I walked up to him after he was done and welcomed him. I got the sense that he liked me by the way he smiled at me and his body language while he thanked me and said he was happy to see me again.

I was feeling light and happy, like how any girl feels when she's just got swept away by a handsome, charming, man and I was strolling slowly up the small walkway through the house when I herd giggling coming from my other best friends room. I looked in and saw the new guy kissing on the neck of my other best friend and grinding his crotch against hers while she sat on the edge of her bed. My happy feelings instantly turned into disappointment and I sped up my walking until I reached the meeting room. My best friend noticed how I looked crest fallen and asked what was wrong so I told her what had happened. She took on a look of disappointment as well and she told me she had also hoped that he had liked her. We sat there talking about how much of a lucky skank our other best friend was when the body guard came in and said it was time to take the slip to a place to get it exchanged for my inheritance.

We all walked there together, the whole time I ignoring the new guy and how my other friend was staring at him dreamily. I noticed that I also had this odd feeling, like a haze of badness was hanging over us. We reached the place and I handed the slip in. Once it was out of my hand the bad haze went away, then returned again when they handed me a check with my inheritance. I remember it was a lot of money but I can't remember exactly how much it was. The whole time I was waiting for my check I noticed the new guy was staring at me with an interested look on his face. This confused me, but I ignored it and walked back home with everyone else.

I was sitting at table in my room, feeling depressed, when I got a strange feeling I was being watched. I looked out my door into the sitting room to see the blond teen sitting at the sitting room table, staring at me with a creepy look on his face. I kept going back and forth from looking at him to staring down at the table when he got up and sat down on the other chair at my table. He told me how he watched me often and that he was interested in me. As he explained this he scooted his chair closer and leaned toward me, which made me uncomfortable. I told him I wasn't interested but he wouldn't hear it. He got even closer and started to stroke my arm slowly while telling me how beautiful I was and I repeated that I didn't see him the same way and I was not interested. He got a dark look on his face and got so close his body was almost pressed against mine, his face inches away while he put his arm around me and started groping me with his other hand. I tried to shove him away and told him to leave me alone but he just kept going and I started to scream at him to stop while I tried to struggle away. I thought he was going to take it farther, I remember wishing the new guy would help me, partly because my character wanted him to and partly because I already sort of knew what was going to happen next because I had this dream before, when suddenly he stormed in and tore the teen off of me. He told him never to touch me again and if he ever saw his face around here he would make him sorry. The teen ran from the house and we never saw him again.

After the teen left the new guy turned to ask me if I was OK. I asked why did he care and he said he felt protective of me, his face had a look of longing for me. My face got hot, and I started to figure that what had happened with him and my other friend was just a fluke when I noticed the body guard standing in the sitting room, watching us with a sad look on his face. Well, when I say noticed, I mean with my senses. I didn't see him physically, I felt he was there. I could feel his sadness emanating from him.

I'm going to end it here because I feel this is already long and I don't want to annoy people, pluse this is the entirety of the part of the dream I have had before and the next part will be a continuation that is new to me. The next part will be out soon for anybody who wants to read more I hope you keep reading, this dream is one of the long, elaborate ones that I rarely get.

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I had this dream sometime in the last year or so.

My friend and I were walking down the street when suddenly I noticed Johnny Depp standing up ahead. My friend is completely in love with him so I told her I would go say hi and see if he would talk to her for a bit. I walk up to him and said "Hey, I noticed you were Johnny Depp and I was wondering if you could talk to..." While I was talking he started to walk away, so I started to follow him. "Excuse me, I just wanted you to say hi to my friend. It's not like I want you to sign her or anything like that. What is up with you??" All through my talking he had continued to walk away faster and faster while looking back at me over and over until finally he stopped and said "What!" I stopped and looked at him before repeating myself. He said "Ok, fine. But before I do I want you two to follow me to my house." We looked at each other and did as he asked. We followed him all the way to this red brick, square building and proceeded to follow him up these black, metal stairs like the ones you see on the side of buildings, except these were the way to get in and not the fire escape. He stopped at a door and we followed him inside. The room was dark with dark walls and in the center of the room was a huge, rectangular, solid, wooden table. Behind the chair that was at the head of the table was an odd, circular contracption. The chair itself was one of those big, elaborate, fancy chairs. There were also three other people in the room, all sitting on the left side of the table. The only thing I remember about them is one of them was skinny and ratty looking. Me, my best friend, and somehow my brother who had joined us at some point, all sat on the other side of the table. Johnny sat in the big chair and started talking about some strange ritual stuff, then started chanting when suddenly tons of ghouls and evil, devilish creatures starting pouring out of the odd contraption, which turns out to be a portal. Over the noise I hear Johnny say "There are different stages. The last one alive wins!" The room then changed red and a group of one of the creatures started to attack us. The skinny ratty guy was the first to die. I'm not sure how, I think he was just attacked to death. The room would change colors and every time it did a different type of creature would attack us. I remember running around the room amidst the chaos trying to survive. Ever now and then I would see Johnny sitting in his chair watching the events, completely unharmed and calm. Eventually the three other guys were all dead and it was just my brother, best friend, and I left. My brother was fighting the creatures off and my friend was avoiding them like me. The room had gone almost black and Johnny was saying something I can't remember, then I woke up.

I honestly cannot remember where I was when I had this dream or when I had it but It will definitely be one of the most remembered.

I was going to do a thing where I update my dream journal every day with the dream I had when I last slept, but seeing as how my most recent dream is being difficult in remembering, I decided I would update with a memorable dream that deeply affected me when I had it. I had this dream about 4 months ago, and it was really odd, so bare with me here.

I dreamed I had become pregnant, and thanks to a new technology that makes pregnancy easier, my pregnancy was made easy. When I first became pregnant I had to put on a fake pregnant belly, and after wearing it for a few hours the baby was transported into the fake pregnant belly and almost instantly became the size of a normal baby, and came out of the pregnant belly to be taken care of. The baby is still, however, considered to be developing and when asked how old she was I had to answer 1st trimester, 2nd trimester, ect until the day she was susposed to have been born, and until that time the baby didnt really do anything but lay there in her carrier and wouldnt start growing until her susposed birthday. Well, up until she was in the second trimester I carried her around and showed everyone. My mom had her one week and my friend had her a few days. Then, in her second trimester, she talked to me and said "Goodbye mom" over and over, and looked as if she was falling asleep, but I knew she was dying. I kept gently shaking her and repeating "no" over and over, and amazingly I managed to keep her eyes open until I was able to fill a bottle with apple juice and start feeding her. It took her a minuet, but she finally started drinking and fully recovered. She then started to grow so I went over to my parents to try and get some milk for her instead of apple juice, but they didnt have any baby milk so I went to the store with my mom and walked around looking for the milk, for what seemed like forever, until I was able to get some and went back home with her. In the time It took me to get to my parents house, to the store, buy some milk, and get home, my daughter had grown to the point where she could walk and had longer hair. I'd say she looked about 4 years old even though all this happened in the same day. When I unlocking my door I woke up.

At first I was confused, but then it struck me about the similarities. If sad, real, things involving babies saddens you or disturbs you then don't read on.

Spoiler for :

On November 2011 I went into an early labor in my second trimester, and my daughter was still born. In the dream, it was in her second trimester that my baby almost died, then when I saved her she started to grow like how she would after her supposed birth date, which means the baby in my dream was supposed to be born in her second trimester. The only difference is in my dream I was able to save her.

I think this dream is connected to this event and trying to tell me something. I plan on looking more into this eventually.

I would say the scariest/creepiest hallucinations I have ever had was when I was probably around 8 years old. I was dreaming that I was being chased by a bear through the woods that had tall, thick, brush and when I woke up I found the bear laying on the foot of my bed roaring at me. I freaked out and honestly thought the bear had followed me into the waking world (it was my first hallucination) but after a few seconds the bear sat up and started talking to me, though I can't remember what was said, I think it was about the dream I had just had. We had a few minuet convo before it finally vanished. The other hallucination that creeped me out was around the same age as the first and it happened in the morning on the day before Halloween. I was having a dark dream that I can't remember exactly about witches, and when I woke up I saw the words "This is the night of all hallows eve" floating above my face, and a female voice had read it slowly to me. I was creeped out the whole day by that.

I have had tons of lucid nightmares, but the one that comes to mind right now was I was on a different planet after earth blew up. I was walking around a town looking for some girl I was into (I was a guy in the dream) then the world started to end. I ran into a small room in the side of a wall and crouched down while things started happening around me. I knew I was dreaming and that my dream wanted me to leave the room and find the girl but I kept telling myself that this is too scary and forced myself to stay in the room until I finally managed to wake myself up. I was scared out of my mind and It felt like it took me forever to wake myself, I was starting to think I was stuck in the dream.

There is another horribly awful thing that happened to me in a dream before, and I'm not entirely sure which one it falls under, if any, but I will tell it and see what you think. I was in an organization that I was tired of being in and decided to leave it with my friend. We were running from them, as they were hunting us down, when finally they caught up to us and I got captured. I knew that I was dreaming but never had any desire to try and control it. They tied me down to the ground, got out a knife, then stuck it at the base of my leg and drug it up, ever so slowly, to the back of my knee. I felt everything like it was really happening, it was the most painful feeling I have ever had, I felt like I was going crazy. They removed the knife and I woke up in a cold sweat, finding that my leg was very sore on the same place they had drug the knife. That dream happened when I was in high school.

The first dream I remember happened when I was about 4 years old. I will also mention that this is the only time I have ever dreamed of a real place in perfect replication. Other times I have ever dreamed of a real place there is always something different about it, like the way it looks or the layout.

The dream started with me sitting on my bed looking up at the abominable snow man. He was HUGE, his head almost touched my ceiling. No words were exchanged between us but somehow I knew that he wanted to play hide and seek with me. I jumped up and began hiding in different places around the house, but he always found me, and when he did find me he would roar very loud and frightening, making me become scared and running off to the next hiding spot. The only places I remember what happened in detail was when I ran outside to our mailbox. I managed to squeeze inside it to hide, scared for my life by this point. He found me not long after and knocked the mailbox over causing me to jump out and run as fast as I could back into my room. I jumped under the bed making sure to keep quiet. Not much time passed before I herd him enter my room and saw his feet next to my bed. Everything got quiet until suddenly my bed was thrown off of me with a giant roar. I cowered, screaming my head off, when I finally woke up. I remember lying in bed looking around my room until I managed to convince myself that it was all just a dream.

I think this dream is either responsible for my deep fear of the abominable snow man from Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer, or was caused by that fear. Either way, that movie is involved. I have been afraid of that guy my whole life, and still am today, just not as much as I used to be when I was little. I used to run out of the room whenever he came on TV and I wouldn't come back until I knew that his scene was over. He is just, so incredibly creepy looking. I can stand to watch his scenes now but I by no means enjoy it.

Lucid dreaming for me is a way to try and escape the horrors of my dreams (technically nightmares but seeing as how I've only ever had nightmares I just call them dreams)

The last lucid dream I had was about a week ago. I was standing in a building and I could feel that something bad was about to happen. I remember thinking that I was not in the mood for my bad dreaming and that what I really wanted to do was to fly, because the dreams where I have the ability to fly are the closest to a happy dream I will ever come. I stood at the door staring into the sky thinking "Fly. Fly! FLY!" and I was beginning to think I wouldn't be able to until I slowly, but surely, started to lift into sky. I got above the trees when I started to remember my past reactions to flying dreams; I tend to freak out when I get too high. Remembering this, of course, made me freak out and I started to descend. This disappointed me and I started to concentrate my hardest on staying up and after hard work, and many roller coaster like motions, I finally managed to fly straight and confident, leaving all my inhibitions behind me, not to mention the on coming tragedy of what staying in that empty building would have brought. I flew for the entire dream until I woke up, relieved that I didn't have to suffer through another nightmare.

This dream made me particularly relieved because usually in my lucid dreams I'm only able to change details that are already happening as an attempt to make them less scary or more convenient, like making something pop up or someone change to make the events easier to get through, but this time I was able to change the dream entirely making it a completely different dream. That rarely ever happens. I'm happy that I was able to avoid the bad things but I also usually prefer to avoid these types of lucid dreams because I enjoy interpreting my dreams to see what my subconscious is trying to bring to my attention. Beggars can't be choosers I guess .

Last night I visited one of my dream places. I have many places that I tend to visit frequently in my dreams. Last night the place I visited was the small home business of the male veterinarian and his wife. This is the second time I have visited this place so it has officially become a dream place because I know I will visit it again in the future.

The dream was I was at a home (I say at A home because I was in a place where in my dream I lived but the place doesn't exist) my family lived their also, the person I remember mainly is my mom. I can't remember in detail what was happening before the main event of the dream happened, but the main event started out by me seeing my cat with its front leg broken in half. I was saddened by this but I went on with my life. It wasn't until a few days later (which passes by very fast in my dreams) when I saw my cat living its normal life with its broken leg that my heart strings finally tore. Seeing my cat has to use the broken end of its leg to walk on just to be able to get around made me panic and I started to look through a number book for a number to a vet. I called and the receptionist answered and told me to hold. She never returned and I hung up and called again. The continued to put me on hold until eventually when the phone was answered there was nobody on the other end. I kept calling a few more times until I remembered that the reason why they wouldn't take my call was because the vet I was calling and I were at very bad odds. That's when I remembered the other vet. I remembered him and I knew he was from another dream so I looked for his number and couldn't find it. So I got set out to go to his house, and after what seemed like a very long time of traveling along cliff side paths and treacherous obstacles I finally reached his house. I went in and found that he had aged decades and he was telling little kids stories that I can't recall. After a while he noticed me and I told him about my cat. He just kept smiling at me until I freaked out and asked "Is it possible to fix my cat, or not??" He just chuckled and said he could do it. He left the room and I stared at his wife until he returned. When he did return he was back to his original age, which is about 35 or so. I then realized I would need to go back and get my cat so I watched him walk around his house until I got woken up.

I slept 9 hours that dreaming session from 9 am to 6pm. I know other things happened during that dream, and I have flashes of memory of the events, but nothing discernible. The thing about the dream was I knew that I had seen this place before in another dream and that I was dreaming, at the end I was about to make my cat magically appear beside me using lucid dreaming so I wouldn't have to go back through all that, but I got woken up before I was able to.