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Sleep paralysis decided to made its attack on me today. I'm inside my lonely, dark room. At around 5 AM, I'm laying in bed facing the wall next to me. A second later, I feel a strong sense of drowsiness. My eyes are forcibly closing themselves on me. This was a bad sign for me as I know what it means...I make attempts to keep my eyes open for as long as I can but my power is to weak here. I could only guess that I was already in sleep paralysis.

I begin struggling to get myself out of it and as I am doing so, I feel some force growing around me. My left ear gets numb and by that time I have already heard something standing behind me...

I'm going to assume it's an entity for now. It's putting its weight on the bed. I kept my eyes closed the entire time. The demon bends over and licks my neck. It tickles me inside but I remain calm. This demon licks me a few more times, then finally says something. "Uncle?", the demon says. I would believe it to be one of my nieces at the time but I knew it could not be because she would never lick my neck.

Calmness filled the room. My niece kept saying those words for a while. I started making my way out of this mode, seeing how I always freak out whenever I enter sleep paralysis. I wiggled my fingers and toes and slowly worked my way up until I had enough force to escape. The demon started to say a few other things. There was one other and it would sound something like this, "I am sitting next to a twitcher."

After a short while, I was finally free and woke up making sure there wasn't anything hiding around the bed.

Part 1. At a beach house or beach boardwalk or something about it. I know I'm dreaming, and I try to change what is happening in the dream, but I know I risk waking up when I push too hard due to previous experiences. Can only change things around lightly, 50/50 chance of it working. Something about a bicycle.

Part 2. At a really big house, bottom 5 floors are like a classic american house but big, and then theres a sky scraper above it. I think I'm about 7 years old. Everyone in the house who used to live there was killed , now its haunted, only I can see the ghosts. I'm scared, I think I recognize its kind of a dream but I can't control my fear. A medium or whatever gives me a flashlight that will keep me safe when I shine it on the ghosts, and I start being nice to them and talking to them and asking for help to find weapons to help my dad defeat some evil dude who lives at the top of the building. The evil dude's name is Urruk or Ururuk or something lithe that, it started with a U. All of a sudden the ghosts get really angry and start refusing to help me and everything is all angry, I escape the house. My dad decides to go climb the building to defeat Urururururk and I think I tried to go with him.

Missing a bunch of small details from the dream, but I got the basic overall thing of it.

Date: August 26, 2013
Method: WBTB & DILD
Total Hours Sleep: 8-9

I was in a neighborhood looking at houses for sale. All the houses had a strange component…for every house being sold, something terribly scary went wrong in that home. How did I know? I was shown immediately (by vision or ghost) upon arrival to the house. Once I walked up the driveway, I saw a human being hanging from the door (like the person committed suicide by hanging). I would go to take a look at the next house for sale and see (by vision) that an explosion had taken place at the house, but the current sellers were always trying to cover up what had taken place. We went to another home and saw another ghost like figure giving me the ‘eye’ as to say, “Do you know that I’m haunting this home your thinking about buying?” I should have become lucid from all of this, but I was so wrapped up in what I was seeing…I was afraid and I woke up.

Note: This was one of my most vivid dreams...I don’t ever have nightmares, so this is one of my new dreamsign.

This is obviously a very small dream...But I'll still write it because yes.

[COLOR="#800080"]I was in my room(It was night outside) and the window was open.Me and my sister played some kind of game.I go check in the hall for some kind of monsters but then realize there is nothing.I try to call my mom but she doesn't respond to her cellphone and there are some kind of green things on the telephone.Then I ask my sister to call her,instead,she goes in the hall and checks for monsters and she comes back inside laughing saying : I saw a shadow. I desperately try to call my mother but when I type her number I hear a scream in the telephone. I ran to the couch and jumped on it and there is my grandmother asking me to call her again.I say no and I start to yell at her. [/COLOR]

That's pretty much it :|

I had a ton of dreams last night, only they were all short.

This one took place after waking up from a short one, so I'd classify it as WBTB.

Length: ~5 min
Type: Lucid

Some guys rolled up in a truck, two of them had guns. I realized this was a dream after cowering behind a tree. I was torn, because I wanted to have a lucid dream, but I didn't want to get shot in it, so I did a RC to make sure. Then I jumped out and tried to imagine them catching on fire, it didn't work the way I planned, but at least something scared them off. Most likely me willing them to go away. Then I flew after their truck a little bit. It was amazing, zipping past the trees like that, floating above ground. Pure awesomes. After that I forget what happened. But those were the highlights.

PS: I'd just like to say the nose RC is the best. There's nothing more satisfying than breathing in through your fingers and realizing your in your own dream.

Edit: Oh! I almost forgot, the reason I was inclined to believe I was dreaming was because there was a girl who looked like my dream sign in the shotgun seat. Plus this whole thing of pulling up in a truck and ganging a teenager was sort of... weird.

I dreamed that outside my room which is on the first floor, everything was dark, and you had a strong feeling of something watching you, almost like ghosts creeping around the hallway with malicious intents. There were people with me, but I don't remember who, and I don't remember our conversations. I walk down the stairs and come to the floor below. The feeling of being watched is stronger and grows more toward the feeling of being chased. The air gets more dense, the light in this hallway is slightly more of a red tone instead of the nightly dark blue tone. I start seeing corpses and carcasses, bloody rib-cages ripped open with the limbs torn off, lying around. A guy I'm with says we shouldn't go deeper. We go deeper anyways, down the next flight of stairs. As we go deeper, the place becomes more horrifying. More violent carcasses, red hellish lighting, and you can almost see and feel the malicious spirits move around in the air, gazing at us. We start hearing the screams of people getting murdered. Bones and carcasses still lay scattered around, like some messy slaughterhouse dealing with humans, except the place looked more and more like a cavern and was too dark to see far. A guy I'm with says: "We should stop here. If we go any further, the ones with four eyes will appear, and any further than that, they will tear our limbs off." I'm curious what those four-eyed things would be, so I want to keep going, before I come to the sudden realization that the corpses, carcasses and bodyparts weren't just brought here for decoration; something might do that to us. "Alright let's get out of here." I say, and we rush up the staircases, panicking more and more until we get back into my room and close the door.

I was reading a book (Sepulchre by Kate Mosse), and at 6:30pm my eyes started closing and it became a large effort to keep them open, so I decided to have a nap. I awoke at 8:25pm when my sister brought my laptop to my bedroom for me. I remember my dream immediately; thought it was a very detailed dream with multiple attempts at my life, but I remember 1uite a bit. And since my sister had woke me up with my laptop, I decided it would be good to write it here.

In the dream, instead of moving into the house that myself and my university friends are living in next year, we bought a caravan and decided to travel through America (I myself have been once to America and LOVED it there, and would love to live there). We had planned to stay in multiple motels, and some houses too along the way. While traveling, I recall in the beginning having trouble to recline my seat to sleep. At this point I turned around to realize that there were 9 seats, but only 5 people. I thought it strange to buy one so large on a students budget, but I didn't realize I was dreaming.

It was also strange that the counted 5 people, as I can picture the scene now in my head and I can count 7 (which is the actual amount of people I am living with). I can't even really remember where people were sitting or anyone specifically, except I remember looking over to see Blake driving. I also remember saying that I wish I could pass my driving test so that I could help with the driving. We arrived at the first house we were staying at soon after. I was laying in a bed, and for some reason the were many people I didn't know there, but I acted like I did know them. One just appeared in my room and I was like DAMN YOU JUST APPEARED OUT OF NOWHERE.

I think it was at this point that I woke up withing the dream, lying in my bed, believing myself awake. I was relieved, since obviously dreams feel real when you are in them, and I was pleased that me and my friends had not abandoned university to go travelling. I then 'went back to sleep' to the same dream.

This time, we were in a motel. It was a complicated path to my room from the lobby including many bouncers. While I was there I noticed many American men looking at me, flirting and making small talk. I commented to my friend "why do american guys like me so much". Their communications began to get more aggressive and scary towards me. The me trying to kill me were even getting past the bouncers, I remember being concerned about that. The dream contained a lot of things happening around this point which I forget the details of. In one of the more violent confrontations I had, I lost my phone. I was a lot more afraid of this than the confrontation. I cried at my friend, telling her I had lost my phone, although in the dream I had 2 phones; a blackberry (which is what I have in real life) and i think a samsung galaxy mini (which my sister has). It was the samsung that was lost.

Anyway, in the dream conclusion, I was in the motels large bathroom. A man that had been chasing me for a while was in the stalls, and emerged with a sinister smile on his fact. He was holding what looked like a long hollow metal tube with a point at one end. I pulled out my blackberry quickly to dial 999. In real life, I am having phone troubles due to my trackpad freezing. This happened momentarily, but I was soon able to punch in the number. I then realized since I was in america, 911 would be more appropriate so I called that instead. The operator spoke and I told her repeatedly that "I'm in a motel in California; please, he's killing me." (obviously only the 'he's killing me' part after he had stabbed me) but I could not remember the name or specific location. I was irritated because I had felt that the information was on the tip of my mind, but I could quite reach it.
Since I was an English tourist, the man had not expected me to dial 911, so her came towards me angrily when he realized. He stabbed me with the pole many times. Enough to kill someone, but for some reason, either I died and came back to life, or I did not die.

I'm not sure if I just appeared home after that, or some other stuff happened and I got home, but somehow I did. My sister was there when I arrived, and she said "A man called me off your phone. He told me he was stabbing you in the face."

So that's it. I never have scary dreams so this is rare for me. Wonder if it means anything! Seriously, can't beleive I didn't become lucid, especially after that little "dream awakening" I had.

It is a school camping in the woods, my friend and I noticed an abandoned mall in the woods, we went in to explore. After that, a [COLOR=#b22222]deformed nurse with an ugly face[/COLOR] started to chase us and we kept running. I was lost in the mall and I can't find my friend. That moment I thought the nurse was gone but she reappeared again in a shop just beside me. She stared at me through the shop's window with a [COLOR=#b22222]horrible deformed face[/COLOR]. With fear, I ran to a small storage room and locked the door. The place was dark and humid, I woke up.

I cannot remember much detail of this dream. A new paragraph signifies me waking up, but still in the dream.

I'm with my boyfriend and I am eating something when I begin to choke. I grab my throat with my hands and try to gasp for air. I'm trying to signal him to help me, but he just stands and stares with a half-smile on his face. This isn't like him whatsoever, but I do not think of the fact that I am dreaming.

I wake up. I am in a strange house, but at the same time it feels familiar. I am surrounded by a handfull of strange people, but they feel familiar as well. The lighting of the dream is dark and eerie, and I have an uneasy feeling. (I forget a lot of what goes on at this point.)

I wake up. I am in the same house, waking up to a weird man who looks like he is a carnie. (I forget a lot of what goes on at this point.) Next thing I can remember, I am walking through a wooded, outdoors-looking hallway, but it's inside the house. I come upon a huge snake that is hissing at me. I panic, but I pick up the snake and throw it into a stream that is also inside the house.. I walk through a maze, which is ALSO a part of the house, and come back into the room in which I woke up. At this point, I'm starting to realize that something is off.

I wake up. I am in the same exact room as my awakening before, and I wake up from the same sleeping location (bed, couch, i can't really remember which specifically.) Something is very wrong, though. Someone is there and they are trying to attack. I get up, run through the same forested alleyway, but I run into the snake again. However, this time, the snakes body has split in two making it a snake with one head and two bodies. I pick the snake up once again and throw it. This time, it is much heavier and much longer. I run towards the maze, and jump inside of it. I am getting panicky for it's hard for me to find my way out. (The only way back into the house is through the maze.) I finally make it back into the house.

I wake up. This time, I know I'm dreaming. So I think to myself "I must do something different," so I do not get up. Instead, I cover myself up and try my best to wake myself up. I try yelling "wake up, Hannah, wake up" but to no avail. It is impossible for me to scream at this point. I begin kicking my legs when I realize that I feel trapped inside my blankets, like tightly wrapped up and tangled.

I wake up. I am in the same bed, but do not realize that I'm still in the dream. I think to myself "Oh finally. I'm awake. That was terrible."
But then I see the face of the man from the dream, and I quickly look around me to realize that I am still in the house from the dream, so I know I am still dreaming. I cover myself back up and try my best to remember where in real life I fell asleep- where, in reality, am I laying right now? Then I remember- I fell asleep at my boyfriends house, in his bed, beside him. So I begin to (try) to yell "Zack, Zack wake me up. Please, Zack, get me out of here. Help me. Wake me up." But my speech is so slow and warped, and it takes all of my energy to make sound.

I wake up, but for real this time. I am confused and disoriented, and for a few seconds I do not recognize the room around me, but later came to and realized that I am back in my boyfriends bed. I also realize I am sitting straight up, panting, and my head is absolutely spinning with a terrible headache. He is awake with his arms around me, which was most comforting. I felt like I had been asleep for ages, and that the dream lasted forever, but when I looked at the clock, I realize that I had only fallen asleep less than two hours ago.

I have been having MANY of these types of nightmares lately. Draining ones, where I wake up and literally feel like I have fought a battle. All of my dreams have been nightmares, lately, too.

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I can't exactly remember how the nightmare began, as far as I can remember it started fairly normally. I was stumbling around some cave or pipeline with a friend of mine. We are pushing each other and joking around while going further into the tunnel, neither of us had any source of light. I think it was a some sort of dare that both of us had to keep going until either the tunnel ended, or the other got scared and surrendered. We continue walking for several minutes while laughing and asking each other "Are you scared yet?" Eventually the tunnel suddenly dropped, which in the darkness we were unable to see. My friend fell down what I can only assume to be a very large hole of some sort. I remember yelling "I got you bro I'm coming down!" at which point I believe I slid head first into the whole, the sensation of falling and me feeling of weightlessness making me sick which in every other dream has woken me up.

It's not so much as 'waking up' as it is a sudden transition. I'm laying face down in a large puddle of what I assume to be dirty water, maybe oil. I hear the hissing of steam as I try to stand. I look around the room and I find I am in a boiler room of some sort. There is some sort of cable box, or breaker box on the wall hooked up to several long steel cables that extend into the wall. Horizontally above the box I see a large series of pipes that go all around the room and eventually out above the door through a small window-like slit. It occurs to me that if I fell and woke up in the room then my friend must be there as well. I look around the room and see a large pile of filth, various garbage, old food, cans, and such. I look above me and see nothing but the ceiling and a small sprinkler in the center of the room. One of the pipes is cracked, there's steam coming out of it and I could feel the heat from where I was laying. I stand and try to collect my thoughts, I remember clearly thinking "Something is wrong here, how did I get here? Where is my friend? What's going on?". I'm not sure what compels me to do it but I grabbed a rusty pipe laying in the puddle near where I was laying. I stumble around and eventually get out of the room and to my left see nothing but darkness, and to my right the same.

There is a small gap in the dream I can't remember but the next thing I can recall is staring at a monster similar to http://bit.ly/14ucBj1 It was at least 6.6 feet tall. The only main difference from the picture is I remember it had no skin and I could see its muscles flex and strain with every movement as well as it being covered in blood and gore. Not to mention it was incredibly terrifying to see in the 'flesh' so to speak. I see my friend laying on a table with his chest and stomach cut open in a diagonal line and it's clear to me that he is dead. I'm sitting in the furthest corner from the door, the creature and my friend are in the other side of the room in the opposite corner. There's a single support pillar in the middle of the room, several power tools as well as surgical tools scattered around the room. A large steel cabinet is to my left against the wall while I hide in a pile of garbage. My left arm hurts significantly and I know its been cut deep by what I assume must have been glass. I watch the monster cut up my friends body piece by piece, arms, legs, head etc... It spans for well over what feels like twenty minutes before the creature finishes with what it was doing and leaves the room.

I wait several moments before standing and trying to dig my way out of the garbage I'm crouched in. As I get up I feel something cut my chest just below my left shoulder. I can physically feel it cutting into my skin and the feel of the foreign object in my body as well as the blood run down my torso. I don't have a shirt on and am only wearing jeans. While moving the garbage to get out most of it clatters loudly to the floor and I'm sure the monster is going to come back in to kill me. I run to where my friends mutilated body are and simply stare at it for several moments. The shock of seeing him dead is overwhelming and I begin crying. I grab a bloody scalpel from the table and swear to kill the monster.

I hide behind the door and wait for my moment to strike the demon, it feels like eternity while I feel my heart pounding in my chest and adrenaline running through my veins. Eventually I hear the monsters thundering footsteps approach the door I take a deep breath and hold it for fear of it knowing of its impending attack. It slowly stumbles through the door while forcing the door open with its shoulder, its hunched over and seems to be carrying something in its 'hands?'. It stops in the middle of the room half way to the table. The stress of waiting becomes to much as I yell as loud as I can in rage and charge it, jumping on its back locking my legs around its waist, wrapping my left arm around its neck and pulling its head towards me exposing its throat. Since it has no skin I can see the muscles flex and strain as I drag the knife across its throat, it gurgles and thrashes around the room blindly trying to get me off it. I repeatedly stab it in the throat and chest as it rams its back against walls frantically trying to stop me. One of the impacts takes my breath away and I lose my grip, I fall to the floor and backpedal as fast as I can while it continues thrashing around. I am terrified as I once again clench the scalpel in my hand, it turns to face me as I stand as fast as I can to charge it, I jump and tackle it while stabbing its throat repeatedly before finally burying the knife in its heart.

It stops moving and I am so happy that I oddly feel like crying. I kick its body several times in different spots to make confirm its death before rushing to the steel cabinet to try to find something to help me escape this place. I throw open the doors and see very little of value aside from a few gears and a single flashlight. I take the flashlight and check to make sure it works which it does. I sigh in relief as I finally have a way to see in the dark. At that time I begin hearing a strange noise behind me, a sick gurgling and growling . I turn to see the monster getting back up. I scream in terror as I realize I didn't kill it. The thought struck me that NOTHING can survive having its throat cut open and its heart severed. I hesitantly close my eyes and bring my hand up to my nose. I pinch my nose and try to breath which I can. I realize its a dream and begin laughing. Everything begins coming into more focus as well as the smell of rotting meat and garbage. The pain in my arm and chest return full force, I clutch my chest trying to breathe as my breath catches in my throat.

It's rare that I ever perform a reality check and realize its a dream without waking me up, yet alone feeling very real pain. The monster at this point is crouched and trying to get to its legs. I grab a nearby pipe laying on one of the shelves in the cabinet and run as fast as I can to bash it in the face repeatedly with the improvised weapon. I hit it as hard as I can and continue to for several minutes until I feel exhausted. I turn on the flashlight and run out the door and into the hallway as fast as I can. I sprint down the hallway for what feels like hours until I encounter the boiler room I first 'woke up' in. I frantically run in, slam the door shut and put the pipe in between the handle and the door frame so the door can't be opened from the outside. I go to the wall farthest from the door and sit against it. I can still feel the absolute terror from merely glancing at the monster, I'm breathing so fast I think I might be hyperventilating I try to catch my breath while I think. "This is a dream, I can just wake up." I yell out loud "Wake up!" but nothing happens. I get chills all along my body and goosebumps on my arms. I continue yelling "Wake up!" growing increasingly panicked as nothing changes aside from giving myself a headache from the noise. I can hear the monsters thundering footsteps as it slowly walks down the hall, whether from the injuries I gave it or to taunt me, to show me I was trapped I didn't know. I briefly entertained the thought of taking one of the sharper pieces of garbage in the corner and slitting my own throat to wake up. I had died in previous dreams and simply woke up out of breath. The thought struck me "What if I kill myself and I don't wake up?" my heart nearly stops as I try to figure out whats happening.

The creature at this point tries to open the door via the handle but fails to. It begins banging on the door, the only thing separating myself from certain death. I begin panicking trying to will myself to wake up or change dream scenes. I yell "Go away! You're not real! I want to wake up now! Something! Anything happen please!" The door at this point explodes outward and I feel the shrapnel bury itself in my chest, though it doesn't hurt, it feels like I'm going into shock. I can feel it in my chest but it doesn't hurt. I force myself to stand and face the demon who is slowly approaching me. I stare it straight in its 'face?' and laugh at it. I calmly state that it can't hurt me. "Your not real. You can't hurt me. I control this dream. I created you. You will go away." It merely lets out a rumbling laugh and literally growls "No". I attempt to run behind it only to have it corner me. I yell "This isn't real! I will wake up now!" "WAKE UP!". I Swear it appears amused as I continue to shout, pleading with the world to allow me to wake up. It moves towards me at a snails pace while I fall and try to somehow bury myself in the wall behind me to escape it. It breaths loudly and I can smell rotting meat as it continues to laugh. One final time I barely whisper "your not real, you can't hurt me." It grabs my arms and pulls me towards it before burying its teeth in my throat. I feel no pain but can feel its teeth beneath my skin, and flesh gets ripped off.

I wake up with my heart pounding in my chest so hard it hurt and my cat meowing as it stared at me. I glance at the clock see it is 3:33 A.M. and know I will not be sleeping for the rest of the night, hoping I would forget the entirety of the nightmare.

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So I was standing their at a party in my house not aware of what I was wearing... So all of a sudden some guy yells "PARTY!!!!!!!" and all the lights in the entire house just flashed and came off, it was amazing, then I ran around in the dark finding somewhere to hide. Then I finally found a place to hide, so I hid there for a while and then came out, some guy told me to hide in this hideout but I said, NO. So then I ran and then I jumped on my sister and strangled her, the creepiest thing about that, I saw myself do it. I had no eyeballs, my eye sockets were darkness black and I had grey skin and I was wearing a chain around my neck and I also had long black pants and a short black shirt. Then I went over to turn back on the lights, then one of my friends (wearing the same exact clothing as me) said "I RE SPAWNED" and he put his arms out like he was some kind of monster. Then I woke up happy because I had such an awesome dream. :cheeky:

After a routine awakening I tried to go back to sleep. After a few minutes, without warning, a bat flew across my head and screeched. I noticed that I was now completely paralyzed. As my vision faded to black, I thought that I was dying. Instead, I woke up with my head under my sheets.

I was having a pretty hard time getting away from that haunting home. I do not remember making it out. The first thing I remember was walking towards the home bathroom down the hall. It was a lonely and quiet night, I was the only one there at the time.

I walked in to the bathroom and was scared at this point, I knew there was no way I could stand another night sleeping here. I would sometimes have to enter my dreams in this dream and find materials that I'd need to use in the first dream to get away from the demons. But even that was scary. I was determined to get the hell out of this place, even if I had to face something scarier.

I walked back to my room down the hall and heard voices coming from around the home. I also had an intense feeling of fear. I could not know what the voices were saying nor do I remember seeing anything paranormal in the house, to me it felt like it was a nightmare while I was dreaming.

My father walks in to the bedroom and wonders where the voices are coming from. He slowly walks over to the front window of my bedroom(the front house window) and opens the binds all the way open. I could see the outside perfectly from where I was standing. There was nothing there though. I only saw the front yard and the very dark street in front of it.

By that time I had already told my father that there was ghosts in this house and I just wanted to move somewhere else. He didn't talk to me about it. He was more worried about how much money it's going to cost trying to get a new home. I was hopeless by now and sooner or later, the voices moved towards me.

I felt hands in front of me, invisible hands. They were my sisters'. I could hear her voice, she's trying her best to talk to me and convince me that she is indeed my sister and that this house is not haunted. I was the only one being haunted...

I was "taking a stroll" in the End (Minecraft) so then all of a sudden, an Enderman stopped and was staring at me.. I just ignored it and continued walking, so all of a sudden, I turn around and he runs towards me AND EATS ME!! D:

There is nothing scarier than starting out at my house for me. There is always something scary about this home I'm living in. It was dark at the time, and I was walking all over my home looking for something interesting. Nothing much happened really. I only remember two unique moments. The first one happened when I first realized I was lucid.

I was in my background, there was now light outside. I'm standing behind my sister's bedroom building. I'm standing there wondering. Eventually I wondered too much and thought of something/someone I met before in this same exact place. I thought of a dark, scary reaper. I immediately stopped thinking about it but when I first looked up in front of the garage, I saw it.

At first, I was scared that I had to see this reaper again and even seeing it again brought back the memories I had when I first had nightmares about this thing a few years ago when I first found out about Dream Views(2009). It was a pleasure meeting the reaper again. I ran up to reaper and before I could do anything, it disappeared(I might not remember correctly).

I thought about another great idea to do while I was lucid. Well, it wasn't the best but now that it happened, I thought it was worth to do. At first, I wanted to have sex but I was already tired of doing that(I'm guessing), so I I thought about trying to summon Quynh, the most childish and bitchiest girl I've ever met back in high school, but I still admire her. The first technique I tried using was, "I'm going to yell out your name and move my right hand back and hope you will be there." Surprisingly, it worked! Not only did it summon her but it looked a little bit like the REAL her. Though, what I really wanted was to see her just the way she was back when I first met her in piano class. She was really beautiful before throwing a lot of hate on me. But she's Vietnamese, so I suppose that's why she doesn't want to know me anymore, she'd rather go out with one of her own or someone who's not so in to her...