Giant Bird March 28, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bird, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, fight, Garden, Gun, mom, Scary
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My mom, Fergal and I were all standing in my room looking out the window. There was a huge bird flying around the gardens. It was probably about the size of an eagle but it looked more like a mythical creature. It kept swooping down into the gardens and everyone was too afraid to leave their houses. Somehow I know that it was keeping us all hostage on purpose.
At this stage it was clear that something had to be done or we’d be stuck inside forever. My mom wanted someone to kill it but she said that she wasn’t able to. I volunteered to do it if I didn’t have to leave the house as I said I was willing to try but not willing to kill myself.
I opened the big window a crack and my mom handed me what I thought was a crossbow. When I looked down at the weapon it turned out to be a toy crossbow made of pink and purple plastic. The arrows for it were made of purple foam.
I can’t remember anything after that.
Dreamer xxx
Spying After School March 19, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: angry, Chris, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, phone, Primary school, school, spying, teacher, text, UFC
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I was in my old primary school with a group of three other people who I knew in the dream but have never seen in real life. We were spying on one of the teachers because we thought that she was using the school building to do something when the kids were gone home.
We were hiding in one of the corridors when we saw her leave and get into her car. We decided that she would most likely come back and when she did, we would be hidden. We then set about finding the best hiding spots before she returned. One of the guys found an alcove that hid him from view perfectly. I was testing another girl’s hiding spot by coming from where the teacher would be and seeing if I could see her. She wasn’t very good at hiding and I kept seeing her in plain sight.
Suddenly a load of cars pulled up outside the school. I didn’t have time to hide myself properly so I just ducked behind a chair. A load of guys came in but they walked straight past me and down one of the corridors. We didn’t know who these guys were or if they were connected with the teacher we were spying on.
We decided to follow the guys down the corridor as more guys came into the school behind us. None of them seemed to take any notice of us and all around us we could hear them talking about their various workout systems. We turned a corner and the corridor opened into what seemed like a cross between a changing room and a kitchen, I’m not quite sure what it was.
At this stage we found out that all the guys were here for a secret weekly UFC tournament that was held in the school. It was also at this point that they noticed the group of us and realised we were intruders. They started escorting us out of the building but I can’t remember them saying anything to us.
We were almost out when we passed a queue of guys lining up to go into one of the classrooms. Somehow I knew that these were the guys who were going to be fighting this week. I saw Chris in the queue and I stopped in my tracks.
I went over to him and asked him what he was doing there. He replied that he was fighting in the tournament and he did every week. I got really angry at this point because Chris had known that I was trying to find out what was going on in the school and he had told me. I started shouting at him and when he tried to calm me down I shoved him back and stormed out of the school.
The dream then skips to me being back in my house, still fuming at Chris for hiding the tournament from me. I was supposed to be going around to his place that evening. I then got a text from him saying, “I see you later. Hopefully 
” I threw the phone down on my bed and thought to myself that it would take more than a smiley face to win me over.
I don’t know what happened next or if he did win me over.
Dreamer xxx
Overreaction October 24, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Brittany, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, funny, Glee, overreaction, Scrabble, Work
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I was sitting at a table playing Scrabble with Brittany from Glee. I was saying that I hadn’t played Scrabble in years but she said that it was okay as she wasn’t very good at it.
I realised then that my break was over (because apparently I was in work) so I got up from the table and started heading back to my desk. As I was walking along, I met up with one of the guys who sits near me. He tapped me lightly on the head and said something like, “Ready to go back to work?”
I started completely freaking out at him, shouting that he had no right to touch me on the head and I was going to report him to HR. Everyone was looking at me like I was insane. I kept going on and he got really insulted that I was reporting him.
When we reached our desks, all our computers had been pushed together so you had no space to yourself. I ended up sitting next to the guy who I’d just been shouting at. I was doing my best to ignore him.
I turned on my computer and realised I didn’t have a keyboard. I asked, “Has anyone seen my keyboard?” and the guy picked it up from behind my screen and gave it to me. I thanked him and after a few seconds said that I wasn’t going to report him but I just didn’t want anyone touching my head. He laughed and said I probably didn’t have to worry about that after what had just happened.
Oddly enough I have nothing against people touching my head but a few days after I had this dream I found out that the guy who had touched my head actually hates people touching his head!
Dreamer xxx
Arguing with My Dad August 11, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: arguing, coronation street, Dad, doctor, fight, mom, nick, pc, smell, Train
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I was on the couch watching TV in the sitting room with my mom. I think it was about 11pm. My dad was in the computer room and called out to me that the computer wasn’t working. He said ranting that we needed to remove “this stupid login system and we’ll all just share”. My mom mouthed at me not to get angry.
I called back to him that I’d have a look the next day as it was quite late and it would probably take a while. He replied that if I didn’t look at it now, he wouldn’t give me a lift to work in the morning. With that I got up and said I was going to bed as I had to get up to get the train. He called after me to come back and fix it but I just kept saying I was going to bed.
I then fell asleep (in the dream) and started dreaming (within my dream). Nick from Coronation Street was being avoided by the other characters. He asked them why and they told him that he smelled really bad. After a few days he decided to go to the doctor about the smell because it was so overpowering.
The dream within a dream thing was weird.
Dreamer xxx
JRPG August 2, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: books, computer game, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, fight, jrpg, lost odyssey, manga
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I was in a JRPG (Japanese Role Playing Game) and we (I’ve no idea who “we” were) had been handed a booklet by someone who appeared to be our trainer or leader or something. The booklet was open on a page showing this blonde manga guy and a list of his stats (height, weight etc.).
Our trainer was asking us what was the probability of scoring a goal against this guy. I’m not sure in what sport he meant. Everyone was guessing things like 2-1 but then I said 1000-1. Our trainer shouted, “Yes! Exactly! It’s 1000-1 because he’s not what he appears to be!”
We were then teleported onto a battlefield and the blonde guy was there with the rest of his team. They suddenly transformed into monsters and we started fighting them. Then I was looking down on the battle from above and I could see their line of monsters and our line of people fighting them. It seemed like an impossible battle to win.
Out of nowhere I remembered that we didn’t have to kill the monsters, we just had to cross the line a bit behind them to win. I was then back in the fight so I broke away from the battle and ran behind the monsters. When I crossed the line, I was out of the game and back in my house.
Fergus was sitting on his bed reading a book of the JRPG “Lost Odyssey”. I told him he should play the game because it’s much better than the book makes it out to be. He said he’d never get around to playing the game but he could bring the book no the train with him.
Oddly enough none of the monsters I was fighting resembled anything in Lost Odyssey.
Dreamer xxx
Fight June 14, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Chris, Confusing, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, drink, fight, ignore, phone, Rebecca, shopping centre, Threatening, upset
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Chris, Rebecca and I were in the shopping centre just walking around. I think it was evening time as it seemed to be getting dark outside. We were just talking away when we stopped outside a computer games shop. These three guys were leaving the shop when out of nowhere Chris started trying to pick a fight with them!
I told him to stop as the guys hadn’t done anything and he didn’t even know them. It was so out of character for him to do this. He put his phone and what looked like an e-reader (even though he doesn’t own one) into these glass pouches attached to the shop window. They were similar to the kind that would hold leaflets. I couldn’t tell if he put them there for safe-keeping or as some sort of prize for winning the fight.
The three guys seemed to be getting angry too and I couldn’t seem to calm Chris down. I didn’t even know why he wanted to fight the guys! Rebecca picked up Chris’ stuff from the glass pouches but the e-reader was now a bottle of coke. She took a drink from it and made a face at me as if to say, “What’s wrong with Chris?” Somehow I managed to drag Chris away from the guys and the three of us continued walking along.
A group of guys that were Chris’ friends (even though I’ve never seen them in real life) suddenly passed us by. Chris went ahead and started talking to one of the guys and walking with them, completely ignoring me. Rebecca had disappeared from the dream at this point. I called after him but he didn’t hear me and walked off with his friends. I was really upset that he would just forget about me like that.
I’m really glad Chris isn’t like that in real life.
Dreamer xxx
Aliens May 27, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: alien, aliens, Dad, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, Gun, Julie, lucid, lucid dream, mom, Sarah, Scary, Threatening, UFO
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I was at home in our computer room with Sarah and Julie. I think Sarah was on Facebook or something because she was typing out a message. We got into a conversation about the pros and cons of chat-speak as her message was typed using it.
I was saying that I didn’t see the point of chat-speak as you saved a couple of seconds by making your message look horrible and difficult to read. Sarah said that she totally agreed so I asked her why she had used chat-speak. She said that she didn’t use it and when I looked at the message again, it was typed out normally. I don’t know how but one of them had changed the message while we were talking. We dropped the point then and I started looking out the window. Suddenly a UFO flew down the road! It was your typical flying saucer, almost identical to this one:
I jumped up and called the others to come and look. The UFO had now flown up into the sky and joined two others. They seemed to be some distance away from us. We were just wondering what they wanted when they opened fire! They seemed to have the equivalent of machine guns and rocket launchers and were firing on the area they were now above. They hadn’t even tried to communicate with anyone before they started trying to destroy us.
Sarah and Julie disappeared from the dream at this point. I went into the kitchen and I could see my mom out the window sitting on a deck chair in the garden. She was sitting very rigidly with her head slumped down on her chest. I had a bad feeling about what was happening but I tried to call her anyway. I shouted at her from the back door but she didn’t respond. I screamed her name as loud as I could but still to no avail.
I went back inside and locked the door behind me. My dad said that I couldn’t leave her out there. I told him that somehow the aliens had taken her over but he replied that she was still my mother and I couldn’t ignore her. I refused to go outside to bring her in so my dad went out instead.
I was really worried at this point about what would happen to them when I thought to myself, “Don’t worry, it’s just a dream. They’ll be okay”. That changed everything. I now knew I was dreaming (my first ever lucid dream, if I have the definition of a lucid dream right) and I didn’t like it. I wanted to wake up. I didn’t know how to wake up though. I spent a few seconds trying to figure out how to wake up but when I couldn’t I figured I’d have to go along with the dream until I naturally woke up.
I went upstairs and Fergal was there. He told me to hide because the UFOs were planning to attack the house. We couldn’t go outside because of how our mom, and possibly our dad, was acting. We turned off all the lights (it was now dark out) so that the UFOs wouldn’t be able to use our house as some kind of beacon. The only other thing we could think of was to lie flat-out on the landing so that we were shielded by bedrooms on either side of us.
From where I was lying, I caught a glimpse of one of the UFOs with its lights on. It had two small circular lights and one long curved light, which gave it the appearance of a grinning face. They started firing on the house with the machine guns. Fergal and I seem to escape the fire due to where we were lying.
I have no idea what happened after that as I finally woke up.
Dreamer xxx
Ambush April 19, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: ambush, caribbean, Chris, college, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, ginger, girl, Gun, monkey island, nervous, protect, Scary, Threatening, water, Work
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The setting reminded me of the Caribbean as seen in the Monkey Island series of computer games. Anyway I was in a little row-boat with a few other people who I can’t remember. We were approaching what appeared to be Monkey Island itself.
I was really nervous because we were expecting a fight or an ambush upon arrival. When we got off the boat though, the next thing I remember was being in this small apartment with Chris and some little girl. We were still hiding from whoever had been expected to ambush us earlier.
I had something that looked like a toy dart gun but was actually a real gun. I think we were trying to protect the little girl but I don’t know why. People kept knocking at the door so Chris would answer it while I’d cover him from out of view of the door. All the people calling were either salespeople or friends who we invited in. None of them seemed perturbed to see me standing there with a gun, perhaps because they thought it was just a toy.
I’m not sure if we moved or if the dream changed settings but after a while we were outside but there was also a shelter where loads of crates were stored. We may have been on an island of some kind because the only way to get to us was by crossing a bridge.
All the people from the cinema were moving the crates or bringing more crates. A guy from my course was there and he asked me why I was so on edge. He was standing with a ginger haired guy who seemed a bit hyper.
I told the two of them that “they” were coming for us and I had to protect the little girl. I also explained that my toy gun was real. The hyper guy didn’t seem to even take in what I said but the guy from college nodded and said he’d keep out of my way.
Suddenly I heard a load of footsteps running across the bridge. I got myself ready to face them but I was shaking. I calmed myself down enough to hold the gun steady. I could now see who was coming across the bridge and it was only more staff.
I let out my breath, which I hadn’t even realised I had been holding. No one seemed to have noticed how scared I’d been and I put the safety back on the gun. I leaned against one of the walls of the shelter as the relief at not having to shoot anyone or be shot at coursed through me. I looked up and a guy from work caught my eye and mouthed, “Well done”. I wanted to thank him but he was already gone.
Sorry about the lack of updates lately, I haven’t been remembering dreams at all the past few days.
Dreamer xxx
Cartoon Animals November 29, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Active, animals, Army, battle, bridge, bright, cartoon, colourful, dragon, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, forest, frog, Gun, run, Scary, Soldiers, War, water, wolf, wolves
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This whole dream was bright and colourful, like a kid’s cartoon show. I was an animal of some kind (I don’t think I’d been turned into one, it was more like this was my natural state) and I lived with all the other animals in a forest/jungle. The start of the dream is quite hazy but I remember a feeling of peace and happiness. This harmony was shattered though because the dragons and the wolves were going to have a war.
The dragons had always been outcasts who kept to themselves. I don’t know how they had fallen out with the wolves but the rest of us were not involved at all. These dragons weren’t huge like the dragons in cartoons, they were more like big lizards who stood on their back feet. They were probably about the size of a person, maybe smaller.
Everyone was apprehensive about the war because we were afraid we’d get dragged into it or our homes would be destroyed. For this reason, on the day of the first battle, we were all hiding underground. We were hiding under some wooden floorboards and we could look through the slits. We saw the armies of the dragons and the wolves approaching each other (the wolves also stood on their hind legs). At this point it all kicked off and we ran further away from the battle.
At some stage during the battle, an army of humans arrived. I don’t think they had any idea that there was already a war going on between the animals. I’m pretty sure they were just trying to invade whatever country we lived in. This caused everyone, wolves and dragons included, to run as far away as they could and as fast as they could from the humans. The smallest animals were the most scared as they knew the humans would trample on them without even noticing.
I think I was an animal that could swim because I was suddenly swimming in an underground lake with a frog I knew. We surfaced to find ourselves right under a wooden bridge the humans were running across. We had to keep ourselves perfectly still and not disturb the water in case they saw us. We could hear them shouting to each other and I saw them load their guns before running across the bridge.
That’s the last bit I remember but I know the dream was much longer and much more detailed than that.
Dreamer xxx
Ambush November 16, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: ambush, books, box, Chase, Chris, Confusing, cosplay, crate, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, food, night, park, Scary, steal, stolen, teacher, wig
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I can only remember half of this dream. I was in town somewhere at night and I was cosplaying. Some guy ran up to me and tried to pull my wig off my head and steal it. I wouldn’t let him and I held it on my head as he was pulling out of it. I started shouting to passers by to help me when I saw my old Irish and German teacher walking by. I called her name to help me but when she turned to face me, the guy fled.
I knew that he was still going to be after me though so I went into a nearby shop (I know it sold food, but I’m not sure what…could’ve been a butcher’s). For some reason I started saying that they’d given me the wrong order the previous day and I wanted a replacement. He handed me a blue box supposedly filled with the replacement. I went through town quickly because I thought that the guy was chasing me. I decided to set a trap for him with the stuff I’d gotten from the shop.
I reached a small park and placed the box, which was now the size of a crate, in the middle of a clearing. Suddenly a guy came up and started looking through the box. I thought he was the guy who had tried to steal my wig but before I could confront him, I realised it was Chris. I was completely confused until I looked in the box and saw that it was full of books on anthropology and stuff. I thought to myself that I’d need something different to catch a thief with. I told Chris he could keep the books, they weren’t what I needed.
Weird dream.
Dreamer xxx
