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I will wake up in my dream and enter a subconscious world where i am awake lying on my bed in my room unable to move almost traped in a way i feel a force pushing me down and making it very hard to move, i feel as i am being watched by some thing , some thing out their to hurt me but it is able to reach me yet but every time i have the dream it grows more powerful in the dreams i have cleared my bed side table to the floor to try to make a noise for help because i can barley speak the noises of the objects hitting the floor sounds real but when i escape and wake up every thing is in the same place i can remember every dream i have had where i have entered this state of mind and i am getting scared because every time the duration gets longer and longer

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This is more of a setting than an actual storyline, because there was no real plot that was significant or memorable in anyway. The setting was the most notable part of the dream, and it is also the most describable. (I apologize for the weird formatting, my computer is frustrating.) 1) Grandma Harn (grandmother on my mother’s side) built our family (me, Mom, Dad, Kayla, Dani, Jake [my siblings]) a log cabin up in some mountain in a dense, secluded forest with very tall trees 2) This log cabin is a gigantic mansion-like bulding 3) Each of us (Kayla, Dani, Jake) had a room that matched their personalities perfectly (all rooms were built when I was 2, Jake was 6, Dani was 10, and Kayla was 11; even though many of the room’s components [styles, decorations, etc] had not been invented until they were much older, implying a slightly mixed up timeline) 4) I didn’t seem to have a room to match my personality, however since it was first built I had been given a room that was very different from my sibling’s. 5) This house had many guest rooms, each decorated with a different theme though those themes did not seem to be important in the dream. 6) Kayla/Dani’s room (they shared a room since they were so close in age and personality): a) Large windows on the walls, some of them were stained glass with numerous colors b)white walls with a purple and yellow and pink tint c) white plush carpets covered the entire floor d) the bed was in the back of the room; it was large and circular and its sheets were purple and turquoise. It was a very soft mattress with many pillows. e) in the center of the room there is a large circular bin at least half the length and width of the room itself and inside of it was an amount of stuffed animals d)the rest of the room had toys in it 7) Jake’s room: a) only slightly smaller than Kayla and Dani’s room, but only because only one person was to sleep in it. b) the room was in the shape of an octagon, each wall was decorated with a different scene, which include a scene from Star Wars, Skyrim, Zelda, Star Fox, Lord of the Rings, Halo, Assasin’s Creed, and Pokemon c) the floor was a soft yet thin navy blue carpet d)hanging from the ceiling was an x-wing, y-wing, and other various aircrafts from vrious shows and games that Jake likes. e) in the corresponding scenes on the sides of the room were the weapons, artifacts, and statues of characters of that game/show f) the bed was navy blue in the shape of a perfect square g) there was one window, but there were many bright lights in the room 8) My room: a) smaller than Jake’s room b) no windows, black carpets, black rectangular and standard sized bed c) the bed sheets had a pattern, but it was constantly changing so it was impossible to identify what that pattern was d)the carpet’s pattern stayed the same; it was patterned with black roses that were a slightly lighter shade of black than the rest of the room and the roses’ stems had large thorns e)the walls and ceilings were all mirrors, even the back of the door was a mirror. I often thought that I was seeing things moving in those mirrors in the corner of my eye d) one ceiling light; when the room’s light was turned off it was so dark that one could not see their own hand half an inch from their face. When it was completely dark and you were alone, it would be so silent that you swear that you can hear things. These things cannot be made out and cannot even be known to actually exist. You constantly feel like you are being watched. 9) I was never allowed to sleep or play in anyone else’s rooms, no matter how scared I was. My parents would never let me sleep in any other room, even at a young age and continuing on until I turned seven in my dream, which was when I woke up. They wouldn’t listen to me. They didn’t seem to care that much that I was afraid. They always told me to deal with it. 10) In Kayla/Dani’s room there was a staircase that led up to a patio/ballroom with tables and a checkered, marble floor. a) for a long time this patio has been overrun with aliens and monsters, which we were all entirely aware of. None of us were scared of them, in fact as long as we didn’t go up the staircase they wouldn’t bother us. Kayla and Dani even slept in that room. They didn’t seem to be hostile and even towards the end of my dream they didn’t attack us.

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I'm running through the woods with someone and this crazed girl is trying to kill us. She has killed a lot of people. We hide under a staircase and she is close to finding us but turns back. The person I'm with is killed and I witness it. I run into a shop and she runs after me. There is stuff everywhere. She acts normal and tries to find me, but I escape by climbing up a tower of stuff. She sees me through the pile and we make eye contact and she starts coming after me. I run through town and she is on the verge of killing me, but two men save me by stabbing her through the roof of her mouth. She isn't dead yet and is still walking around, but is going to die. The men by us brick shaped pie, because it will be her last meal. I get chocolate chip.

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I was in my old house that burnt down on December 27th 2000; everything was rebuilt by this point. I felt extremely happy to be back in my old home. Most of the rooms in the house were the still the same and a little cluttered. Except for the upstairs (mine and Shelton’s bedrooms were modernized.) There was an odd person in my dream though. It was a person that I have not seen consciously before. He was wearing all black and not much taller than me and around the same age that I was in my dream. He kept pushing me, at first I would take it as an accident but it began to bother me in my dream. I said something to someone that was portrayed as the father figure in my dream but in real life is just an associate I work with, Glenn. Though he looks like Glenn he still has my dad’s personality. I mention that the next time he pushes me I was going to hit him and let him know how rude. Then I’m standing in the kitchen when this person comes up from the hall of what lead to the laundry room, he rudely pushes himself by Dan who was working at one of the counters. Seeing that he was headed my way I turned to face him. At this point he puts both hands up and pushes me in the chest to the point that I topple backwards into a cast iron collapsible shelving making it fall over with me. In my dream I had been hoping that Dan would see him push me and say or do something so I was relieved that Dan was in the room at this time. But instead of Dan saying or doing something to him he replies to me “what are we five? Do something next time.” At this point I feel a little peeved and embarrassed and go into the dining room where Glenn is sitting where an old desk used to sit against the wall to the kitchen, I mentioned what happened but he doesn’t respond. I continue walking through the dining room towards the living room and I see two small bean bag puffs on the floor that has two cats sleeping in them. I realize the one to be Purcy and instinctively want to go over to pet her but I stop because I realize she has passed and I notice another Persian looking cat next to her who I also recognize to be another passed pet. I wasn’t scared but more wanted to be sure I wasn’t crazy so I excitedly but at a normal level call out “Daddy! Daddy! Come look! Hurry!” he (Glenn) doesn’t respond again and I see the cats get up and walk towards the back of the couch. I realize that once they are out of sight they will disappear and I will have no proof that they were there. Then the scene goes to me sleeping on the couch and the house is dark, I have Spunky (another passed pet) by my side and two kittens on the floor near my feet. At the same time they get up and all walk towards the laundry room which startled me and I felt scared. I get off the couch (I’m wearing my pink and blue plaid pj shorts and socks with a white t-shirt on, why this stands out to me I don’t know) and walk towards the stairs that take me to my brothers and I’s room. I notice that the door to my room is closed still but I have no interest to see what it looks like but know that that is my room and I don’t feel willing to give it up. I knock on Shelton’s door and slowly open it and notice it’s uncomfortably warm in there. “Shelton something happened and I’m scared will you come look at it with me.” He was sleeping when I do this so he slowly stirs and responds “yeah sure” and removes the covers and gets out of bed, I notice he is sweating from the warm room. We then go down the stairs towards the laundry room. And he says “isn’t it nice that we have our old house back” I don’t say anything but at this point we are now in the Odd persons room that was the old cold laundry room. All of the animals are sitting on his bed in the semi crowded room and it is cold. Shelton and he begin talking and laughing around. I ask him why he stays in this room. He doesn’t say anything just shrugs and I tell him we have other rooms available in the house that are warm. Then I hear a couple talking outside. I glance out the window where I notice the drive way is very different and it is packed with cars that I don’t recognize but assume them to be from a Christmas party. They are parked in and are talking about how they are going to get out. I open the decaying window and explain that if I move my Saturn they may be able to get out. Once I do that I go inside and begin worrying about which room the odd person will take. I know the room upstairs is mine but I have yet to go in it and see what state it’s in. I realize that the room next to the living room is also closed and I begin to wonder which room I want but I’m scared to open the doors to see the states of the room. I instantly begin to think that I should call Logan because he would know what to do being that he had a home that burnt down when he was young. I take out a flip phone but I can’t seem to call him something is holding me back from doing it… literally. Then I wake up…?

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I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

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