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I get into town and I am at my old house. I go downstairs and everything is mainly gone except for a chair and small TV that is in the corner. I am watching TV for a bit and my uncle comes down and says hi. He asks me what I got my brother for Christmas and I tell him nothing yet. He seems worried and tells me it is the 24th. I rush upstairs and go to find some clothes to wear out. When I look in my closet I notice I have many orange polo shirts. Wondering what these are I look at them and notice they are the orange country club employee polo shirt. I wonder how these got here and think of Steve. Suddenly Mark Hauth is in my room for no reason. I go into the kitchen to talk to mom and forget about buying presents. I talk to here about this experiment back and shoulder surgery I recently heard about. A major incision is made in the back and a strange device that pulsates every once in a while is fit around the incision with screws. The person uses something like a back scratcher to activate the device.

I am in some sort of lake house. I go outside and I am on a dock. I walk around on this dock that is
set up like patio and I sit down on bench that is there. The moonlight casts onto the wooden flooring
illuminating everything with pale blue light. My family is in the house and later I am talking to a friend,
I cannot remember who then the dream ends.

I am driving some old people home from my high school. It is really hard to drive for some reason.
I go down Rt 23 and the old people tell me to slow down because they think I'm going to fast. I get up
to where the courthouse is and suddenly find myself on a dirt road that had just rained so it is very
muddy and a steep uphill. I try to get up but the car is going all over the place. I slide to the other side
of the "road" and I see this big yellow tractor coming so I quickly manage to get to the other side and a
silver SUV comes up behind me and almost hits me. I try to get some traction on the mud but I am failing
miserably. A short while later, the dream ends.

I am on the edge of a forest and there are a few of my friends around me. There is guy a with
bright red hair that somewhat resembles a joker or an elf or something standing up front. He is
supposed to be Hagrid I think. He shows us this furry little rat. I forget what it did but somehow
it multiplied and you could make an army out of them. I was thinking about army rats when
the dream ended.

I've had a similar dream before. But I remembered more...
I am in some sort of airport terminal and I am trying to find a BZFlag map I created several years ago.
Don't ask me why I'm looking for it in an airport, but the map was pretty awesome. I'm walking
around for a little bit and I get a message from my crush on my phone. I forget what she said but after
sending messages back and forth, I called her and was suddenly in the kitchen at my house. This didn't
phase me and I just went on. I asked her if she wanted to help me study. She eventually agreed then
the dream ended.

I am in some sort of hotel with a bunch of friends and I am looking for my crush.
I do reality checks so much now that I often do them just to do them, this is the case
here. I do a reality check just to see if I'm dreaming, nothing prompted me. I don't
think I'm dreaming but I try to put my finger through my palm anyway. To my astonishment,
it works. I become lucid for a few seconds walk around the hallway. I think, hey "This
brings my lucid count to 3!". Wrong, its 2. Later, the lucidity faids just as soon
as it started and so does the dream.

Today I was also hellbent on becoming lucid again, so I did the same thing I did the first time. It's like every single day I think I'm going to lose my dream recall and then it comes right back to me. Anyways, I preformed a successful MILD today, and had kind of an odd dream before it, here it is.

I'm with three other girls at my school. They want to show my a secret room. It has sort of a secret passageway through the wall. We all go in. The compartment's kind of small, like a boiler room. There are a couple of urinals there. The girls go there to pee.

"Okay?" I think to myself.

I just turn to a different direction and wait for them to finish. Afterward I show my friend Elmer the secret passage way. During this dream I end up going there all the time or something like that. Then one time I hear someone over the PA saying

"C.J., we no where you are, just come out."

Apparently I'm in trouble. Instead of talking in the office we go to a movie theater and watch a movie that Elmer made. It's basically documenting how Elmer told one person about the secret room who told a bunch of other people. The whole movie is in text, but not plain, like fancy animated text. Something like this: YouTube - RoosterTeeth.Com Member Video Contest Entries Part 1

Afterward I tell Elmer that I feel very sick. My nose is bleeding, I have a scratchy throat and I'm crying blood. After that I wake up at around 7:45 a.m., 4th of February 2011. In waking life, I'm actually sick too. I ask my dad if I can stay home and he says okay. I fall back asleep.

I'm in my apartment. I believe I'm writing in my dream journal. The text I write is appearing on the building across from mine. For some reason instead of writing about my dream I just write "42". I then quickly delete it. I hear something on the radio that some Colombian Gun show hosts will be coming in, and to not be alarmed if you see people armed with guns. "Uh oh." I think to myself. "That can't be good. I quickly run to the door and try to lock it but it's too late. Three people armed with red dot sighted M-16s kick open the door. They don't say anything, but they have a smile on their faces. Everyone (my aunt and a couple of my cousins are there) goes into the kitchen and sits down. I turn to my dad.

"We have to do something."

"Just sit down." He replies in a whisper.

"But-"

"Please."

I realize I'm being an idiot and that I shouldn't be a hero. My dad's cellphone begins to ring. I take it and quickly turn the volume all the way down.

"Thanks son." he says.

My older cousin next to me keeps trying to whisper to me but I tell him to just be quiet.

Everyone, including one of the gunman, slowly transitions into the living room. One of the gunman take my aunt's laptop. My young cousin pleads (she's only 10).

"No no, that's mommie's computer."

"It's okay sweetie." My aunt tells her.

"Well if you didn't want them to take it you should've probably hid it." Says my dad.

He's right. I go into my room to see if there's anything I don't want them to take. But it's too late. My computer, my most prized and valuable possession, it's gone.

"No, anything but the computer!"

I start to panic. I decide to go to the lead gunman and ask him for my computer back. I go into the living room where he is. He's black(I'm guessing Colombian but probably not), has crazy hair with orange highlights in it, and wears a suit, along with the other gunman.

"Excuse me sir."

"You have an email address?" He asks me.

"Y-Yes."

"It's gaz isn't it?" (it really isn't but in the dream it was).

"Y-Yeah."

"Maybe I should get rid of you, what if you remember." (I think he means his face)

No I really start to panic. The dream fades out. I realize my computer is still here, and everyone's stuff is in order. Usually I would just brush this off with a sigh of relief and get out of bed. But not today. These are my dreams, and no one pushes me around in my dreams. I decide to attempt a MILD. I rest my head. I repeat the mantra "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming", "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming". I fall asleep and find myself in the living room, but the dream collapses and I wake up again. I try again. "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming", "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming". Once again, I find myself in the living room. The lead gunman (I'll call him Larry) is making his way through the door with all our stuff. I rub my hands together and look at them to stabilize the dream. I slowly feel all my control from my waking body transfer to my dream one. It feels good, like I'm letting go. I run through the door into the hallway. I try to spawn a SCAR-L, but it doesn't end up happening, but I don't need it...

"Hey! That's my stuff you have there!" I yell to him.

"And what are you going to about it?" He asks me.

I charge towards him. We get into a intense fight. We are both masters of kung-fu. I throw kick after kick, punch after punch. He lands a couple on me as well, he's got some good moves. Every counter he throws at me I counter back, striking with my elbow, my foot, and my fists. One of the gunman throw him nun chucks, big mistake. He hits me a couple times, but I grab them from him and start whipping his ass with it. He's okay, but no match. I land one final kick on his stomach. He's had enough. He stumbles away grasping his stomach. I jump on his back and put the nun chucks around his neck.

"Oh no santa, there's a couple of gifts in your bag that I need to get back." At first I'm fixated on getting my computer back, but then I realize that this is only a dream and I don't really need them.

"Oh and one more thing," I tell him.

"next time you see me, I'll have guns."

"Holy fuck." He says as he stares at me in amazement.

I get into the elevator. Two other people get in too. There both me. One is the me that is asleep and dreaming. He wears a white turtleneck sweater. He has his eyes closed and a smile on his face.

The other guy is lucid me. He wheres something like a black trench coat with the collar popped and a black shirt underneath. His eyes are open and he's got a scowl on his face. He's pissed and ready to kick ass.

I think there was another person in the elevator but I can't remember.

"Well there's gonna be a lot of guys down there, but this is a dream, and you know what that means? It's time to kick some ass."

The doors of the elevator open. I expect a fight, but everyone there just cowers at the very sight of me. There's about two dozen of them. I just grab them by their jackets and throw them on the floor, one by one. There are other people in the lobby who're helping me out too. I got to the mailbox room to see if any gunman are hiding. I find a bunch of nerds wearing batman costumes (the 70's version).

"Get the fuck out of here!" I tell them.

"Hey this costume's classic." One of them yells at me as I walk away.

The day is saved. I've comeback to claim my territory, I have saved my people. Job well done. Out of nowhere I start thinking about super models. Behind me where the elevators are supposed to be appears a stage. The curtains open and around a dozen topless models are on stage dancing.

This is enough to destabilize the dream.

I wake up at around 9:00 a.m., 4th of February 2011.

Job well done indeed.

There are people everywhere but they are dangerous. Near a bridge I see a man with a woman defeat some of the people and I meet up with them. He leaves me the woman and then goes searching for something. (A lot more happened but I need to improve my dream recall.) The woman and I walked around for awhile looking for shelter.

Later I'm in a classroom, most of the people aren't dangerous anymore. I'm talking with a classmate when he remarks, "Stop it dude, your vibing with me." A hazy outline of my classmate appears next to him after he says this, and I realize this is a bad thing so I leave.

I realize I'm dreaming, it doesn't occur to me to try and control anything, but I know I'm in a dream and I write down on a white board, "Lucid dream," in fancy letters with a purple marker. Hoping that this would make me more lucid. It doesn't. Haha. I don't reality check though I feel as if I should and then I'm confronted by a black woman...

She was a doctor in another life, and this is about where my recall ends, not long after I met the black woman did I wake up.

Last night I dreamt that I posessed a magic cup. It was just a regular drinking cup.

When I put it up to my ear I could hear someone talking on the other end. I continued to listen to it, but everyone around me thought I was crazy and wanted me to put it away. Part of this dream took place at my old high school.

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Dream
Lucid Dream

So, I've been frustrated recently with not being able to recall my dreams, however this one pleased me, since I became lucid. And it contained copious amounts of sexual content, which I edited. >.> Anywho, I was laying on the couch watching Criminal Minds when I fell asleep...

I found myself in a cell, and looked around myself. I saw my friend Nathan sitting on a bed, with tan sheets. He had one foot up on the bed, and just nodded at me. On the other side of the room, my brother, Miguel, was simply laying down on another bed looking at the ceiling. I asked them what was going on, to which Nathan replied,

"We went back in time, and got arrested..."

After that, memories of this arrest came back to me. So I simply nodded and stood up. I walked up to the cell bars and tried to see outside the cell as best I could. Indeed, it appeared as if we went back in time since everyone else was wearing things that you'd see in Medieval times. Chain mail, peasants, guards carrying maces... you know. Anyways, I turned back around and leaned against the cell bars, and saw Nathan drawing with a marker on the stone wall. He goes on to explain to me that we got here by drawing a portal with a marker. (I lol'd) He said he was trying to get back to our time period, but the portal wasn't working like it was before. Nathan would draw the circle, but then the mark on the wall would simply disappear. I asked him if I could try, and he tossed me the marker. I walked up to the bed and stepped up, getting close to the wall. I drew a large circle, but it just disappeared like before. I tried again and again, to no avail. After awhile, I simply gave up. Nathan convinced me to try again, and this time, the circle took the appearance of the surface of water, and when you touched it, it felt like your hand was wet, although there was nothing on it. So we all simply slipped through it, and appeared in some building.

We were in an elevator, and I heard the woman next to us talking to her daughter. I didn't hear what she was saying beforehand, but one thing she said caught my attention...

"...but since we're in a dream..."

And that made it click for me.
I looked around the elevator thinking, This is a dream! It's a dream! I remembered not to get too excited, or else I'd wake up. So I decided to examine my hands in order to prolong my lucidness. I can see all the lines and such in my hand, and after a few minutes, I look up around myself. Everything is much clearer than before. I want to change my location, so I close my eyes.

When I open them, I'm laying down on the couch in the living room. It's completely dark, just like it would be if I normally woke up at night. I figured I had simply woke up from my dream, but then I remembered that I should do a Reality Check. (I think it should be noted that I never remember to do those...) So I go to the clock in the kitchen, and it reads 5:24. I turn and look at it again, and it's changed to 4:37. Odd. But not enough to convince me. (apparently in the dream, at least.) So I walked back to my room, which was right down the hallway, and turned the light switch, since I recalled that light switches typically won't work in dreams because it's difficult for the brain to adjust all the colors because of the light. Or something like that. But then I remembered, Wait, we don't have a lightbulb in our room. So then I went over to the bathroom and flipped the switch. No lights. Which was odd, considering there are four lightbulbs, at least one should work. So just for the sake of making sure I was right, I flipped the switch in my mom's room. No light. At that point, I conclude that I am still asleep. And this is where it gets weird. I turn to the bathroom and I see a goat. A freaking goat, in my bathroom. It scared the crap out of me. And then it proceeded to kick the crap out of me. At this point, either my memory fails me, or I wake up.

My brother tells me that the two times that I recalled in my dreams are two different times that I woke up at night. Weird.
Also, lucid dreams are surprisingly realistic. I mean, I couldn't tell the difference between the fact that I was dreaming and that it wasn't reality. o-o

This is a boring dream but I'm putting it in for the heck of it. I was out with my family in the car. The cat was with us as well. Everyone was in the car except my mother, who was dilly-dallying. I finally exclaimed "Ma! Come on, TC is late for his appointment!" We get to the vet's office, and I see the vet is Mitch, a vet who I worked for 20 years ago in real life. He didn't even examine the cat and we were just standing at the receptionist's desk when Mitch leans over the counter and jabs TC in the rear with 2 vaccinations while I'm holding him up in thin air. We weren't even in an exam room. As we are getting ready to leave, someone says "The whole internet is down all over the world." For some ridiculous reason, this has everything to do with the ocean and his tech says "Why is the internet down?" Then Mitch and I simultaneously tell her "Look out the window. See the ocean? Well, that's the south." OK, so...whatever.
In the next totally disjointed scene, we are back home (and the house is not my house in real life) and I'm on the 2nd floor with the cat. There is no railing and the cat fell straight down to the first floor and I heard the thud, which means he didn't land on his feet. He's OK though. So I am then trying to install a baby gate at the top of the stairs with no luck. The spring won't tighten. A friend from years ago walks into the house and says hello to my brother. Oh, at one point in this ridiculous dream, TC gets loose and is running through shrubs near a boardwalk but he returns to me when I call him. I think then I woke up. This isn't the most disjointed and themeless dream I've ever had but it's up there near the top.

I look to find myself in a library that looks much like mine in my high school. There are shelves around the room as well as an indention in the floor in the middle with stairs leading down. One main difference is that the entire room was white..and I saw no proof of books on those shelves. My AP US History teacher was there. He had found some man that I did not recognize and he slightly resembled my teacher. I found this odd. The man looked around and examined something. He made a positive comment. My US History teacher responded with a, "Well, it's not like I offered for you to COME here to examine or anything." I found this reply even more odd. I feel as though there were others in that room. I at first, wanted to assume the man was examining what I thought to be our class, I was not and currently am not entirely sure.

Soon after this however, I am unsure whether this is a completely different dream or part of the same one. I would like to hope different as it holds a much different stance on the going ons of things. Instantly, after hearing my teacher's response, I see a splash screen in front of me. It looks much like a triangle. Close to the bottem of the screen, I see this: Reality-White Magic
To the right of the screen: Not Reality - Elemental Magic - Fire, Lightning, and a few others. I see white magic and am dissapointed by there being no elemental magic for reality. I upgrade elemental magic in the right section instead. I feel as through I'm preparing for a "Defend the Castle" game and am upgrading. After using all my upgrade points (I had 12), I wake up.

This dream was.....interesting.

creepy one last night. i drempt i was in a lucid dream within a normal dream. i dont remember much, but i remember there being these corredors, and a woman was with me throughout the dream. she had short red hair, and quite pretty. as the dream ws coming to a close, i asked her who she was. she turned to me ad said " i was your wife in a past life"....and then i woke. it ws very strange, as before i woke up and just after she said it i felt like i was remembering something...

LUCID!
I was standing in the gymnastik hall, and it was dark the lights where shut off.
My school group was there and we needed to dress in the hall :\ but the other group could just dress in the dress room (im dutch so srry for bad english)
The lights shut on and the teacher sed that we could go to a dress room.
when i was in the dressroom the dream stopped and changed.

Other dream:

I was in my bedroom and i heared a man screaming.and after that i looked at my hands and i had too much fingers :p 1 or 2 more!
And i knew that i was dreaming and i wanted to add like 5 more fingers to one hand and it worked!
After that i sed:"Stabilize lucid NOW!"
and focus now.
after that i looked outside and saw a robot killing someone the robot looked at me and hes eyes became red!

(The robot had a square head and tall but tin arms and a tin body and legs
He got on one arm a chainsaw and on the other arm was a huge knife! he could adjust the length of the knife)

And i walked back some steps and i run to the glass and broke the glass i stepped back and picked a bottle and i walked to a wall and wanted to get out the dream and everything was going to spin i feld weired!
But it didnt worked so i got to the hall and the robot was inside and the robotwanted to attack i dropped my bottle and i blocked the knife with my hand!
i knew that it wouldnt hurt and i hold the knife and i woke up !
End

(Can't remember a lot of what preceded this, there was some kind of storyline)
I find myself coming to the end of a small passageway overlooking a large room below me - I'm at least 2 stories off the floor, maybe 3. It was as if I had been walking through a large AC duct and had reached where it opened into the room near the ceiling.

There are brightly colored scarves or some kind of material hanging in various places throughout the room, gently fluttering. In the room below me I see an older woman with big blonde hair, she looks something like Renee Taylor as Sylvia Fine, the mother of the title character in the 90's TV sitcom The Nanny. I recognize her as the villain I have to sneak past. I think I was trying to retrieve the scarves for someone else that had been in the dream.

As I try to figure out how I can get the scarves without being seen, the woman looks up and spots me. It's around this point I realize I'm dreaming. It was comforting to know, otherwise this may have become a nightmare. As we stare each other down I decide to do something to scare the shit out of her, to act like I'm going to wage war on her. I know I could step off from where I'm standing and kind of float down to where she is, though I also know there would be an uncomfortable feeling like an adrenaline rush that always accompanies a sudden downward movement in my dreams. So I decide I'm going to use some kind of superpowers while floating down, like shooting flames at her as I descend. I basically decide to be a badass and scare her off.

Unfortunately as soon as I started to move, I felt it fading and I woke up. I don't think I opened my eyes, hoping to fall back into the dream, but it didn't happen.