Right this is my strange semi lucid dream I had just now...

I've cut it down to the most relevant and crazyly real feeling part

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Earlier she was talking about her father except I was there in some big artic school. They talk about how it took six years for him to pass training and by then he new more than the leaders. It's a place where you can get a heavy artic convoy must of been to find what I was looking for...

Then back in the present she goes to get something from a room based of my sisters room then I hear a gunshot and she dies. I fucking hurts so bad (it was the realest thing ever I really fucking loved her in a platonic way) I run over and pick and fucking hug her corpse it's still very warm. I run it into the room based in my lounge and cry so hard into it. I feel the boiling heat slowly diffuse into me as the rest of her life goes. I'm now alone and fucking terrified I try and think of the past and there I think of the past Dream

I now realise that I've only holding a tshirt I go to the room she died In (she was shoot by the wall) and try and find some trousers to but on. Them someone shouts red dot and I dive to the floor.... Back in the room based of my lounge I hide with two other people (Mabye fellow expedition planners mabye there never was an expedition). Time moves on hiding and my dream start to lose focus I wake up.

Also she had no bullet wounds and while I started to write feel it loads not real sadness just remembering a figment of my imagination last dying warmth. It strange by now 15+ mins later I want to feel it again. When I was crying in the dream I was so fucking free thought I barley remember anything but the heat.

Man that was intense.... Sorry for all the swear words I just needed them for the damn emotion allso all my grammar and spelling in it (and generally) Is terrible had to get it out while fresh. It was definitely sort of passive lucidity I watch like it was real but I didn't know I could change anything l

You ever lucid dreamed OT sorry as well I had to post this for some reason....

Edited 10/27/2015 18:04:09

Also sorry about making a new thread I think there's already one a few pages back by a talking fan

Last comment (probably) I think the people we where looking for / shot her where inspired slightly by the mafia games... Your getting in my dreams off topic

I had a dream that Ray from ghostbusters was mugging me with a large trench coat on.

Spooky

XD

i had one very long...

I was comming back from the denstist by bycicle and stoped to a local shop, but it was a maid caffe.I stoped to buy an ice cream and then i've realised that the maid who was going to serve me is actualy one of my old friends( girl of course ).It was sunset, then the time chaged to 12 Pm .

Then i see people running and then, the most random scene: alien attack.I runned to my home , folowed by CIA (random again).I reached the street where my home was, but i stopped on one of my neighbours, which saved me by forcing me to eat a pear (lol), then had hide me into a hole , where i fell asleep.

Now the ''realisic'' part starts. I woked up from the hole, but the collors, the world was collored like 90's photos . Then i entred in my neighbour's house to see at Tv what happend, but instead it was showing news about coal miners revolting. I saw the date on the corner of TV ...21 June 1993.So, i traveled in back from 2015 to 1993 (lol again ). I returned home, my mother prepared me some french fries (she looked younger , but i said nothing about that in dream ).Then a blank moment, and i woke comming from the school with my friends.I promised to them that i will buy some candies or somethig, then i realised that i had a meeting with my girlfriend .

After this, i was going back to home by bus. At radio was rulling some 90's music (my english is bad at past tenses, i have realized :D ). Then another blank moment, and i woke comming back from a football match with 3 of my friends. We reached a river, and they bet that noone of us could traverse it . I just jumped over it, and my friends remained amazed.Then i was going back to home, when another random moment pops out : Near a bridge, Romans were fighting spartans. Then my father apears with an axe (he was looking like Stephen the Great lol) and stops the battle .After that i reach home and i entred at my PC . Google, Youtube and even warlight existed (in 1993 in my dream), but i haven't facebook .Then i fall asleep in my bed, and then i woke from my dream.

Idk what is lucid from this dream, but i think it was that fenomen with the world looking like in 90's photos and some of the events.
Another think is when i cry in dreams.(recent dream : one of my friends died, and this music i heard on the entire dream :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=emg9DJ4thvo, from min 18:59 .I waked up with thears on my cheeks).And another example of my lucid dreams are the pervert ones ( funny, but true )

Romans were fighting Spartans haha you dream was so messed up sounds lie a comedy.

Also what's this about perverted dream ;)

just think about enough and you will realise what i mean with.

I've had two lucid nightmares.


When I was a wee lil lad just about to turn 7, I stilled believed the whole monsters in your closet thing. So one night I wake up to find my closet has been replaced with glass, but that's not all I noticed. I also noticed two faint eyes staring at me, I shine a light to see a huge furry creature with teeth like kitchen knives, I just presume I'm having another nightmare(Pretty much every dream I had between the age of 6 and 10 were nightmares). So I try to wake up, I can't, I freak and leg it down the hallway with the creature already devouring my brothers. By the time I'm halfway down the hall way everything goes into slow motion, expect the creature which was running. At this point I'm convinced it's real life as I can't wake up. The creature reaches me and opens it's huge mouth. By that time I finally woke up. The last thing I remember was my brothers bloody hand inside it's mouth. Needless to say I didn't go back to bed and went to school tired and paranoid.


The second took place a year later. This time instead of being chased by a huge furry creature, it's a tiny red bouncy demon thing. So for this nightmare I'm in my living room, watching TV. I see my parents and brothers running down the hall screaming for me to come to,
when i go into the hallway I see the red thing with disproportionately large teeth. I freak and run down into the porch, the dream than turns through my mothers point of view as I see through her eyes the thing jumping on my head and tearing it off. At that moment I woke up, luckily I was able to go back to sleep into a much less lucid, bearable nightmare.

Now that would be so creepy at 7 years old. Can I just say it look like you have a irrational phobia of knife teeth.

Edited 10/30/2015 00:27:13

I just really didn't like sharp objects. I was that kid who treated a splinter like a gunshot wound.