non-lucid

I'm really just so confused.

I drempt I was playing a basketball game, as a cheerleader. I can't remember too many details, but this was fucking weird. I don't understand it at all. All I can remember is having the ball, and my ears getting ripped off by these two kids. Then coach said not to hurt them.
Thats ALL i can remember.

What the hell's happening to me... i'm losing my ability to go lucid.. ugh.

YMCA
Huntington Village
Gymnastics
Parallel Bars
Sitting

Okay, those were my words to remember this.

I walked over to the YMCA, i live near it, and I have a lot of friends who go there. Anyway I walked over, and sai hi to everyone, I hugged a girl and gave her the Oreos I owed her. Then my old counsilor told me I had to leave. So I went down the gravel and somehow ended up on Parallel bars. I swung down, released, did a backflip and grabbed the bars again, balanced, and did a front tuck. Someone was sitting next to me watching. I saw naomi lying down against the tree. I then got yelled at for being on the campus still, I pointed out that I wasnt on it. I was idly working on the Parallel bars while saying this. It didnt look like the YMCA i remembered, the parallel bars were where the wood should have been, there was no building just endless parking spaces (which for some reason didnt register). There was still the stage, the tables, ect.
After getting yelled at I went into the village. Hung out with a few people, but my dream was ending so i lost effects of it.
I then had a false awakening. Had to have been. But I rolled over and fell back asleep.
For the dream below this.

It started in my kindergarden - 5th grade gymnasium. I don't know how teams were chosen but they were, anyway I got my lacrosse stick and joined a team.
The ball went back and forth, I was doing quite well though no one scored.
Music came on, it repeated "Hey, Hey, Hey" in a metal fashion with a distorted guitar for the game. I didnt notice till the end.
The ball went out a few times, I feel like the court was bigger when I was playing, whatever. I ran over, the ball went out when I threw it. I apparently wasnt a big passer. Anyway, I got the ball, tried to cradle and it fell out, some bitch yelled at me that it was the other teams. I still took it out. I took it to the other side, passed it, it fell. I sprinted towards it and a whistle blew. We switched nets and sides.
I dont have a lot of time left to write.
I tried to score, 5 times. All at the same time. Goalie kept blocking, fucking goalie.
I heard the music getting louder. I felt a breeze on my face.
I woke up.

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Fixing on the last part, my training isnt for another 4 hours.

I cradled the balla bout 5 feet from the net. Shot, it hit the bar and bounced, I grabbed it again and shot, goalie stopped it, third and fourth time he stopped it, i was cursing that i couldnt make it. 5th time, he got it and threw it to the other side.
While this game was going on, naomi (for those who don't know, naomi is my guide wolf. ever since my first LD when I saw myself with wings, I've had her by my side every time) was watching.

To describe naomi, shes a big wolf. Black hair with white streaks, she sort of looks like a dosile version of Mightyena from Pokemon Emerald.
Yes I just compared a DC to pokemon emerald.
She has stunning sea-grey eyes, the same that I do. And if i was her to become larger she can, however asking her to shrink only results in a growl which means (I cant do that).

She's also my weakness in dreams. I fought an army of the devil's angels to protect Ayla (again, my celebrity crush. yes its semi-lame, but it does help with some amazing stories). I let the plot develop and I heard a yelp, I looked over to see Naomi dieing. I cut the dream and went into a black space with medical equipment, wanting to revive naomi. Keep in mind I was lucid still, but I have a emotional attachment to her. When her heartrate stopped, I woke up, not wanting to be in that dream anymore.
However, she can be killed, but not for good. She'll revive next time I dream. Killing her also can result in me getting extremely pissed. Which is bad.

anyway, till tommorow

I watched Mirrors right before going to bed. this is about a week ago and will be short.


Everywhere I look there are mirrors. But I'm not looking back. It scares me. I'm in this room, I cant escape. Both my languages flood my ears, and a high pitched noise keeps getting sharper.
It doesn't end. I feel an earthquake.
It shakes me harder. I hear a voice, my saviour.
"wake up."
Suddenly my dad's on the ground and my fist hurts like hell.
Oops, I woke up swinging. Sorry dad.
I was hopeful it was a false awakening. It wasnt.

So, I'm a hardcore gymnast, I'll start with that. Anyway, theres a celebrity named Ayla Kell whom I truly admire for looks and voice.

The dream started in a party place, it was for my birthday, I was sitting on the inside of a booth. I ate a piece of cake and "phased" out of my seat (my mother was in my way, getting out just..happened) after seeing Chelsea Hobbs (another person from the same gymnastics TV show) pass by. Fastforward to a few minutes later, and somehow I'm taking photos in a photobooth with Ayla Kell. I get a kiss on the cheek in one of the photos. We get out and look at the photos. my vision then becomes that of a game, and the photos literally take up the whole spectrum of my vision. Ayla and I then talk, I see a few other people from my past (a girl i fell for in Hawaii, the man who shot me when i stopped him from robbing a store, so on and so on). A few seconds later I see a man with dark wings walk in, everyone moves out of his way. Not scared, they just move. Another man is infront of me, I sense serious danger. I tell Ayla to get behind me, she does.

As a side note - I'm bilingual, I just want to throw that out there before I get to the next part.

The man infront of me starts to speak, and it takes my brain a few seconds to adjust to a seperate language. "Dammi la ragazza." - Give me the girl.
"Non, lei e' per mio e' nessuno tutti." - No, she is for me and no one else.
For some reason seeing them didnt scare me.
"Give me her or we'll kill you."
The man on the right of me (the one who moved all the people) said it. And for some reason alarms went off in my head. I willed a sword into existance, and when the demon infront of me realized what I was doing, he ran at me.
-This is where I became lucid-
The sword materialized AS he jumped to slice me up, I swung up and he disappated, almost like a ghost hit by iron. Then the demon to the right of me (who I turned to face) said, "Nice try. But you can't protect her forever."
He disappeared, and I ended up in a solitary confinement cell with Ayla.
I started to speak in latin, and she disappeared. Then I woke up.