DREAMS

yep, you're gay.

Rei, you just talk about Ark and I too much.

I had a really fucked up one when I was little, maybe 11 or 12. I've reiterated it a dozen times but this will be the last I hope. Weirdest thing of all is that after all these years, I still remember every detail about it. Some things might be plagued with some historical revisionism, but the bulk of it I'm sure is the same.

Okay, so, anyway, it starts out little me is on the phone with a friend. She (which is weird, as I had no talk-on-phone girl friends at that age) told me she wanted to hang out, described these cool supersoakers she bought that we were going to play with. I said I'd love to, sounds cool, yadda yadda.

Then, out of nowhere, my friend starts screaming and there's heavy crashing sounds the in background. The real me can hear it, the dream me continues the conversation as if nothing was happening. "So when're you coming over... ah-huh... ah-huh... oh, okay..." She screams and wails like the soundtrack to a violent struggle. Before I hang up, the struggle ceases. Soon all there is is a raspy, low breathing. This goes on for a moment. The dream me doesn't notice.

"See you in a bit," the static-y voice mumbles.

"Bye!" I reply, and hang up.

What happens next is a blur, I recall the girl arrives at my house with the supersoakers. She's completely normal. There was something about the supersoakers being filled with green goo, and then for some reason I remember a waterpark. But that's all.

I was freaked out to no end by that dream. Later on that day I kept telling myself to not let it get to me, that I'll forget it in a few days and move on. While the eerieness of the dream remains, I'm not quite so frightened by it. The memory, sure enough, is still there.

I had nightmares as a kid that the orangutan gang from Donkey Kong Country were going to throw barrels at me through the tv. Good times.

It felt very Goosebumpsy at the time.

I got to tell you not about a dream, rather a hallucination. Yes and I was not high.

Alright so my grandpa was over and I had to relocate myself into a makeshift bed in the basement. Well I don't know but it was around 2:00 in the morning and I was watching some old stand-up on Comedy Central. Were all of a sudden I hear a noise and I look up only a couple yards from me is this large black-furred creature with gaping yellow eyes. I jetted screaming up my stairs as I saw the yellow eyes even pursuing me up the stairs. Where I was found by my parents huddling in the corner saying something like "He's coming" or something like that. It was truly frightening but I also get alot of weird dreams all the time.

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I've had some weirdish dreams. I NEVER have dreams where I or other people talk. Is that strange?

I remember a dream where there was a giant Lizard in my primary school classroom. It turned into a clown and screwed me to the wall with a giant plastic green screw, it wasn't violent or anything.

I once had a dream where I was in a scouts uniform trying to pitch a tent (Har! Har!) in the desert but I couldn't do it.

I then had a dream where I made friends with the Dinosaur from the Chewits adverts, he turned small and hid under my bed from the cops but the FBI found out and took him away!

I haven't had a dream that I can remember in a fair while.

Yeah me as well, ever since I became a lucid dreamer, it seems my dreams don't come to me anymore. Anything else at there nightmares, but those rarely come to.

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How can you have a lucid dream and not remember it. I had a few and I can remember them quite well.

Im not sure but before I basically became a lucid dreamer they would come to me, but when I started being able to control what I could do in my dreams they stopped coming to me in my memories.

Same here. Also, all of mine always turn out to be holy freaking awesome.

Stop watching Dexter.