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I had a lucid dream where I knew I was dreaming but had no powers or benefits i wouldn't normally have, just the knowledge I was dreaming. The dream starts off with me entering a 1960's fashioned diner(the kind with black and white checkered patterns and see through boxes in the walls). I encounter two people and think to myself that these two are the closest things I have to real friends. One of them starts complaining about this children's fair 2 blocks down the street and how its so obnoxiously loud, everyone seems to ignore him and I say "Yeah why is the fair only for kids?" I then sat with them and we talk normally but in a sort of fast forward motion. Soon I was degrading myself and beating myself down over this one girl I had a crush on and didn't ask out. I said I was too chicken shit to ask her. The other two kept defending me and saying I wasn't chicken shit or worthless. One of them was about to give me advice on the girl but I woke up before he gave any.

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I woke up, it was a normal day. I walked to school and everything felt normal. When I got there i found my best friend. He was nice, smart and funny and I have to admit I did have a little crush on him. When it came to break time me and him walked out together to find everyone dead on the floor. I felt scared. Then a gang of people walked round the corner of the playground. I didn't know who they were at first but then I saw them. They were my sister and her friends. The leader of the group was a girl called Kitty, but she didn't look the same as she normally did. She looked like a demon! Me and my best friend found ourselves running away from them as fast as we could. i don't know how, but they caught us and tied us to trees.I looked back at the playground, and stared at all the bodies on the ground. Kitty demon told me I had to kiss Adam or she would kill us both...

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I was walking home down a road by myself where no one seemed to be around the road seemed to be familiar and another person was in my dream it was a friend of mine who was a girl and I am a boy. I wasn't with her but I was talking on the phone with her having a normal conversation. In the dream I didn't know if she was coming for me or not but she appeared to be on the same type of road and she said to me hold on Angelo I think I found something she then pulled over and picked up a bottle and went back in the car and started to drive then she repeatedly said this is the road to Nina, this is the road to Nina. Confused I hung up the phone and when I had hung up I had saw a person in the distance and them I woke up

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I had a dream about a woman who looked young from far away but was actually elderly in the face. She wore black sunglasses and a green shirt with an l on it. My. Grandparents and I went to Jamaica, she was stalking us, and I got tired of it so I went up to her and asked what her problem was. She stood still and silent for a few seconds, then broke into an abnormal scream, and jumped/ran away in a monkey like position. This continued for a while, just in different locations.

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I was talking to a demon like a normal conversation, demon possessed a white red haired female and it made her stronger and she couldn't control the demon then the demon possessed me because I wanted the strength but then I started getting angry at people and I would run at them and kill them but couldn't see it happen then everything was black and I was inside a school bus with my girlfriend she was sitting diagonally from me and was asking what was wrong I responded in another language and was growling because the demon was getting angry, then I got control enough to tell her to stop that she was making the demon angry and she stopped and started crying then woke up and my girlfriend said I was shaking and talking in my sleep saying I was cold but I was also sweating

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I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

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