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I find myself lucid dreaming, so I know that I\'m asleep. I'm in a dark room during the night, in some sort of sitting room. I try to light up the area by making candles appear, yet the room refuses to light up. I decide to explore the house, realizing it resembles the house of a friend of mine who passed away a couple months ago. I find a living room, where someone is sleeping on the couch under a blanket. It\'s my dead friend. He rises himself up from the couch, revealing pale skin, bloody scars all over his face, bone and flesh where his arms were supposed to be, and several gaping holes in his chest. He looked dead. I cover my eyes and force myself to wake up, afraid to look back. I awoke right after.

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I'm sitting on a blanket at night with my friend. We are looking into the night sky. I notice an airplane flying erratically. I point this out to my friend in a panic. He tells me not to worry it is nothing. The plane then starts to fly even more erratic until it eventually crashes in a huge explosion of fire. The fire is so red against the dark sky. I worry about the huge white house near by and think it is safe when all of a sudden it is engulfed in flames and explodes. There is another white house close by and I start running toward it to warn the people inside. I'm worried my children are in there. Can't remember the rest. I lucid dream so I believe I stopped it from reaching the next house.

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I find myself lucid dreaming, so I know that I'm asleep. I'm in a dark room during the night, in some sort of sitting room. I try to light up the area by making candles appear, yet the room refuses to light up. I decide to explore the house, realizing it resembles the house of a friend of mine who passed away a couple months ago. I find a living room, where someone is sleeping on the cough under a blanket. It's my dead friend. He rises himself up from the couch, revealing pale skin, bloody scars all over his face, bone and flesh where his arms were supposed to be, and several gaping holes in his chest. He looked dead. I cover my eyes and force myself to wake up, afraid to look back. I awoke right after.

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I woke up from a nightmare and ran down stairs into my mother's room. she was in her bed. i went up to her and tried to tell her my nightmare so i could go back to sleep without that on my mind. she still slept but it looked like she wasn't breathing so i flipped her over. her eyes and mouth were sewn shut. so i ran to my brother's room. i yelled up the stairs to make sure he was up there and not at work. he called back saying he was but all the lights were off. i figured he was sleeping. i ran up his stairs and went to turn on the lights. he told me not to. i replied and told him i was scared so the lights would be turned on. when i turned them on there was no one in his room. when i got down the stairs i saw every one was outside on the porch. My mother, father, two brothers, and sister. i told them what happened and they told me it was all cause i was lucid dreaming and told me to go back to sleep. when i walked up to my room everything was open. the doors, windows, and drawers. then simultaneously they all shut and started banging. i screamed and yelled for my daddy. when he was outside the door he couldn't get it open. he told me to move back so he could break it down, so, i did. when i did everything opened again. there was an attic above where he was standing, slightly open. My dad looked at me and said my name. then out of the attic Lucifer jumped down, landed on my dad, and began to tear out his throat.

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I had a strange dream where I was feeding a Horse, I don't really like or dislike Horses. It seemed like a lucid dream and I remember consciously wondering about why I'm dreaming about Horses. Anyway, I was feeding a Horse grass on an open field with a fences in between me and the Horse, but the fence doesn't go far either side of the Horse and doesn't really contain it. As I'm feeding the Horse it stays behind the fence, but starts to ignore the food and very aggressively starts to lick my face. Then starts to lick my mouth and goes deeper and deeper into my mouth with its very strong tongue, suffocating me. I remember I woke up with a gasp, feeling choked, expecting a dog to be licking me, which is strange because I don't have a dog and never had.

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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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