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    1. 2011-02-14f | nonlucid

      by , 02-15-2011 at 08:28 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am on a bus and I have my Alto Saxophone. There is a lady going around having people play
      for some sort of audition. She gets to me and I play "Sonata for Eb Alto Saxophone by Wolfgang
      Jacobi". She then goes on down the rest of the bus.
      The dream ends.
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      non-lucid , dream fragment
    2. 2011-02-13.3f | nonlucid

      by , 02-15-2011 at 02:10 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am walking through the woods behind my house with my best friend. We are talking about
      how airplane food is really bad. My parents come out and start talking about how he is up to
      no good. He argues that he is going to "AAT" or something and they say he has to get accepted
      first and that that won't happen.
      The dream ends there.

      Updated 02-16-2011 at 05:54 AM by 41067

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      non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. 2011-02-13.2 | nonlucid

      by , 02-15-2011 at 02:05 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in some sort of indoor zoo. This college girl is doing a project with foxes and
      she is standing beside a large glass pen that has been set up for them. There are three
      foxes and they are snow white. They look to be half way between cub and adulthood and
      very closely resemble the arctic fox. The snout is slightly longer though. But they are just
      as cute . the girl picks one of the foxes out of the pen and brings it over to me. This
      dream is very vivid and I can see the fox in stunning detail although I am not lucid. I
      carefully reach out my hand and stroke the fox's soft, snowy, fur. It is such a beautiful animal.


      Arctic Fox

      Updated 02-15-2011 at 02:09 AM by 41067

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      non-lucid
    4. 2011-02-12.2 | nonlucid

      by , 02-15-2011 at 01:57 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in the same setting as the last dream only this time the building is much
      bigger. There is an elevator and I am currently on the sixth floor. A guy, probably
      in his sixties, is leading this coalition to take over the world and I disagree
      with his views. Noone seems to care though as long as I don't interfere. I try to
      destroy his plans on the sixth floor but the leader notices and tells me to follow
      him. I do and he takes me to the elevator.


      I wake up, then fall asleep back into the dream.

      He drops me off at the second floor then proceeds up to go wherever he was needed.
      He had also disabled the elevator stop mechanism so I couldn't get back to the sixth
      floor. The elevator would just take me to the top floor and stop. I get into the
      elevator on the second floor and press the button to take me up to six. I wait for a
      while and think... "now". I hit a red button and the elevator comes to a stop. The
      indicator for the fifth floor lights up. I open the doors and get out. I am in a sort
      of shopping mall setting. I am walking through and a friend from college says hi to me.
      I know he is working for the old guy so I am warry but I play along. He asks me where
      I'm going and I say I'm looking for the stairs to the sixth floor. big mistake. He thinks
      about it for a while then pulls a gun on me. He says "I know what you are doing, I can't
      let you interfere." I don't recall what happens after that but I somehow manage to get
      away from him. I see the leader and follow him up a staircase on the far end of the room
      and through a door.
      Then I wake up.
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      non-lucid
    5. 2011-02-12 | nonlucid

      by , 02-15-2011 at 01:57 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in a building and there are some other people there as well. It is around
      10PM. We all decide to do something at 5am so I think "I have seven hours to
      finish my school work. I log on to my laptop which just happens to be in the room
      and then end up not doing anything after all. 5 am hits and I still haven't done
      anything. Instead I have just drawn a bunch of wallpapers in gimp. The guy who
      organized everything comes up and gets everyone together and we go somewhere in
      the building. He gives a some sort of test, the details of which I do not recall.

      The dream ends.
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      non-lucid
    6. 2011-02-11.3 | nonlucid

      by , 02-12-2011 at 02:06 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am at the top of a water-slide in an amusement park. The attendant tells me the one side is
      something the other side is something else, I can't remember what they were, but the single
      tube has a right side that looks like the water is flowing faster than the left. I jump in
      and ride down the slide. I am going fast but then I slow down and stop. I tsunami of water
      comes up and pushes me back up the other way. After a while, I stop from that and start going
      back the previous direction. After several other direction changes due to a massive water wall,
      I come out the end. I am in a desert-like place but it is still supposed to be the amusement
      park. I see some friends from high school and hug my one friend. It is a very long "Bear hug".
      When I step back, I say I have to go to the bathroom and go over to the beginning area of what
      is now not so surely a park. The entrance looks like the entrance to my house and the tile floor
      cuts off into the dirt ground of the desert. As I get near the bathroom, there is a little dog that
      comes up and "attacks" me, but is quite harmless. I go into the bathroom and it is more like a
      closet so full the door won't close. There is a toilet on the ground but you can't get in the room
      for privacy and you definitely can't sit down. Above the toilet is a safe being protected by a very
      nasty looking bulldog. I relieve myself in the toilet and walk away. I then find myself in a bed. It
      is like my bed at college but bigger. I am in a room where the bed is against the wall in the same
      way it is in my dorm. I see my dog, Cinders, but he is completely black. Somehow I know it is him.
      I beckon him to come jump up on the bed. He does. Later, he gets down and my other dog, Chelsea,
      comes up. My Dad walks in and says something like "Why don't you have Cinders up there?" I reply
      "I do". I have no idea why. I then find myself back in the desert setting. Now, there is fire everywhere.
      There are tanks, helicopters, and soldiers with high tech guns. There is a general who is leading
      everyone. A guy tells me that the general is God come down from heaven and a guy touched him
      once and instantly died. Somehow I knew it was true. I go out to the battlefield and there is a helicopter
      with a spotlight. This evil woman yells over a megaphone, "Those of you who allege with him will be
      shot!". Several people go to the general and stand right next to him, making their point. The woman
      shoots at them and they return fire. The fighting goes on for a while. I am just trying to avoid the tanks
      and the mortars that are coming down everywhere. The woman comes up in her helicopter and again
      says, "If you allege with him you will be shot!". I walk back to God and put my arm around his shoulder.
      The woman shoots at me but doesn't hit
      and the dream ends.
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      non-lucid
    7. 2011-02-11.2 | nonlucid

      by , 02-12-2011 at 02:03 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in the middle of a railroad track. There is a bridge in the distance and there is a lot of
      tall grass where I'm standing. I am in a small valley and there is a short trail up to the side
      where the bridge is. I go up the trail and essentially I'm lost. Then the dream snaps to the
      middle of what looks like London, I have never been to London so I don't know, but Adam and
      I are standing on the sidewalk against a wrought iron rail that guards a drop down to a lower
      level. Adam's mom pulls up in their Blue Honda Accord and I get in. Adam hands me a bicycle
      helmet and I put it on. We arrive at this banquet or wedding reception or something and I take
      off the helmet. At the time when this happens, I am not in the car but more floating about 15
      feet about the ground. I look around at the reception for a while from a sky-view

      and I wake up
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      non-lucid
    8. 2011-02-11 | nonlucid

      by , 02-12-2011 at 02:01 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I had this dream the night before as well but didn't remember it.
      It sparked my memory when I had it again last night.

      I am visiting my high school and I am in one of the classrooms. The desks are all in a circle and
      There are these word puzzles. I am required to do them for Millersville and the high school
      students also have to do them. The University sent everyone back to their high schools to work
      on these word puzzles with high school students. After meeting with the high school, I find myself
      in a different building sitting at a table with four other Millersville students whom I do not know.
      They are my discussion group. Not the one for my speech class but another one. We talk about the
      puzzles, but then this girl in the group starts asking me questions. "What competition's have you
      been in?". I go down the list COB, TOB, FIRST...
      The dream ends
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      non-lucid
    9. 2011-02-09.4 | nonlucid

      by , 02-11-2011 at 03:03 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      There is some PlayStation game that I am playing and I am remembering watching my
      brother play it. I forget what game it is. I get to a point where I had stopped watching him
      and I go through this entire part until I get to the part where I came back in and continued.

      I'm not sure if this memory is real or if it is a footprint.
      I am at a circular bazaar type place and there are men in black suits looking for me. I go
      around the bazaar and see this lady selling some music stuff. I ask her if she has a Clarinet
      or Alto Saxophone mouthpiece. It had a name, something not real, which I forget. I then talk
      to another lady and she gives me a valuable piece of information which I forget. I go around
      the circular bazaar and up some steps off the side up to a fountain. There is a naked woman
      there who walks toward me. I hug her and find myself naked as well and start... you know.
      The dream snaps to my room at home. The woman is still there. Then she disappears and I
      am fully clothed and forget about her. A bunch of other people are in my room with me, my
      brother and some girl I do not know. We are planning something to do with the information
      that lady had given me. I get a phone call from my crush and she tells me to meet her. The
      dream snaps to a road in the woods with some gravel offshoots to what looks like a park or
      something. I see my crush and she tells me that the lady who gave me the information was
      taken by the men who were looking for me.
      The dream ends.

      One of my strangest ever
      I was kind of hesitant to write the explicit part in my dream journal...
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      non-lucid
    10. 2011-02-09.3 | nonlucid

      by , 02-11-2011 at 02:47 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in a convenience store looking around and I see all the isles, I see chips and candy.
      I get to the refrigerated isle and I see milk and ice cream, etc... I am still cautiously keeping
      an eye out for the people who were chasing me in the last dream. I can hear a radio playing
      on the store's speakers in the background. It is an interview. I go up to the corner of the store
      and there is a bar there. My dad is standing there along with one of my instructors from
      marching band. The instructor has some sort of blue gel that he is rubbing on these sores he
      has. As he rubs in the gel it turns a white soapy color, kind of like vicks vapor rub. He complains
      about the sores getting worse. I hear a song on the radio and say thats ( I don't remember )
      by From Autumn to Ashes. There is more talking on the radio then I hear Long To Go by the
      same group. I say "Thats Long To Go by From Autumn To Ashes". I then realize that the radio
      is playing a documentary on the group which is pretty interesting.
      The dream ends.

      Interesting backstory or this dream. Every night, I get my shower, dress in my clothes for
      the next day and go to bed in those clothes. From Autumn To Ashes ( FATA ) is one of my favorite
      bands and I have a t-shirt of them. It is that t-shirt that I decided to wear for the next day.
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    11. 2011-02-09.2 | nonlucid

      by , 02-11-2011 at 02:36 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      This dream scared me a little.
      I am in the entryway to a building. The entryway looks quite similar to that of the music
      building at my university but the rest of it is like some convenience store. I am holding one
      of those Nesquick chocolate milk mix containers and it is filled with homemade nitroglycerin.

      I think that came from watching Fight Club two nights ago...
      Anyway, I set the container down on a bench-like part of the wall that juts out near the floor.
      There are some subtle electronics on the top of the lid. I leave, lapse in memory, and come back.
      I notice the container is gone. I make another one and think "It should have clued me in when the
      building was still here". Suddenly I see a couple people and I hide. I try to avoid them while setting
      the other container. I get ready to leave and they spot me. They start chasing me and I run. The
      dream snaps to my best friend's driveway. The people are still there but further off. My best friends
      sister comes up from behind and says we need to get out of here. She pulls up an ATV and we ride
      away on a trail.
      The dream ends.
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      non-lucid
    12. 2011-02-09 | nonlucid

      by , 02-11-2011 at 02:24 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in some sort of store that sells video games. I look at a shelf and there are
      all the major systems. I look through these for a while and run into my friend Kyle.
      I say hi and suddenly a bunch of other kids our age start throwing rubber balls at us
      and we start playing dodgeball. After a short game, the dream snaps to my yard by
      our shed. Kyle is still with me and my Dad is there as well. I look up into the woods
      and see an Antman from Dungeon Master Java.

      I look down on the ground and see its spiked club. I pick it up and throw it at the
      monster.
      The dream ends before it hits.
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      non-lucid
    13. 2011-02-07 | nonlucid

      by , 02-08-2011 at 01:47 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I think I could have remembered more but I can't read my notes
      I am at a meating place for my university that I have never seen before. It is
      in the forest and there is a huge walkway around a circular building. There is
      some huge event almost like a pep rally or something. The university is going
      around grading our artwork, it's not on display or anything, but they are giving
      a school grade for it. I am not even in any art classes, but I do have things I
      have drawn so I show it to the person. Later, I see my Marching band director,
      Josh Decker, and he says that the band needs to get set up because we are
      apparently performing. I go out on this walk way to a small dome out a ways from
      the main building. I get a saxophone
      and the dream ends
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      non-lucid
    14. 2011-02-06.4 | nonlucid

      by , 02-08-2011 at 12:19 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I have had this dream before
      I am on the grounds of some massive building. I am with my best friend. We were doing
      something but I don't quite recall. I come up to a small road going up to the building where
      a red firetruck is parked. There is also an armored truck, and my friend and I are to make
      sure that nothing happens to whatever is inside this truck. Suddenly, another firetruck comes
      rushing down the drive and smashes into the back of the armored truck. Two guys get out and
      start trying to get at whatever we are protecting and somebody yells "stop them" or something.
      We do not have any kind of substantial weaponry we get in the firetruck
      and the dream ends.
      Hopefully I will be able to get something more in-depth as this is a recurring dream.
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      non-lucid
    15. 2011-02-06.3 | nonlucid

      by , 02-08-2011 at 12:12 AM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in my room with the light on and I hear my dad say to my mom as they come
      up the steps, "Why is Wesley's on?". My mom replies. "Because he's in there". Suddenly,
      my dad flips shit, saying that I shouldn't be here. Apparently he had kicked me out of
      the house for some reason. He comes over to my door and stands there menacingly.
      He says something about having told me not to come back and becomes aggressive. I
      begin to fear for my life and grab my hunting knife and flick it open.
      The dream ends
      with my dad and I staring each other in the face.
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