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Dreams-I'm Tired of Them, Pt. 2

10/6/2017

The Girl:

Yes. I know my good dreams are always about women. I'm lonely. Shut up.

I remember some kind of zombie or monster VR videogame where you fight one-on-one with another monster. It has a cartoon-ish art style. First person, circular fight, always facing opponent, 2D character models. Time your attacks right and quickstep side to side to dodge and build up "momentum" to power up your next attack. Then it deals more damage.

Cue me sitting in a chair. I'm in a shirt and underwear. No pants.

It happens a lot in my dreams where I notice, but no one else seems to care or notice. It must be some kind of self-esteem or confidence kind of thing, so having no pants is not important since no one else in the dreams sees it.

Anyway, a girl comes up to me. Dark hair. Dark clothing, but not goth or emo. I have this feeling that it is well known that she has been romantically "chasing me" for a while. I feel slightly annoyed that she has shown up as if it has been a thing for years. She asks if she can sit down with me and watch what I'm watching. I question why I have the feeling of rejecting the request. Why I ever had the feeling. I remember that I haven't had a girlfriend/significant other in years. Why had I rejected her for years? She has been so patient. She always cared about me and my life. She never pushed me. Take a chance, dude.

I agree.

She sits on my lap.

That's not what I was expecting. But it's nice to have the human contact.

I'm also wearing pants again, thank goodness.

She's kind of sitting perpendicular to me. I'm in an armchair/lazyboy/recliner, but I'm sitting up and not lying back. She is sitting on my lap. Legs over the left arm and back over the right arm. Arms seem higher than a normal recliner because she is sitting up more than lying down. As she sits there, I instinctively just take my right hand and interlock fingers with her left hand as we sit there and watch whatever it was we were watching. I feel like we were spectating a match of that game I explained earlier. It was nice to just sit in silence while holding hands. After a while she snuggled closer to me and we turned toward each other. We both went in for the kiss, but as it started, I was thrust into another VR match of the monster game. She was the opponent and we were both zombies. Going in for a strike was actually going in for a kiss. Strange PlayStation trophies were popping up with descriptions like: "Built up enough Momentum for a Super Smooch". It was funny and weird at the same time. I could still feel our lips, just no visual except the zombies coming in to comically bite at each other as "attacks". After the battle I remember standing and holding her hand.

Then I woke up.

I woke up rested. I remembered the nightmare dream and how I should write it down, but I still felt the high from the last dream.

I tried to remember the good dream.

Then I remembered that is a was a good dream.

But just a dream.

Then I was sad.

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Dreams-I'm Tired of Them, Pt. 1

10/6/2017

Last night I fell asleep on the couch for about an hour or two. Woke up around 2 am with no dreams. Finally made myself go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, and go to my bed.

Woke up after about 2 hours. It was 4 am. I just had such terrifying nightmare that I didn't want to go back to sleep. It took about 30 minutes to an hour before I could.

Woke up after about 4 to 5 hours. It was 9:30 am. I had such a wonderful dream that it took me about five minutes before I realized it wasn't real. I was depressed.

The Terror:

I had just watched the trailer for The Woods that night. The start of the dream was me driving on a highway through the trees and thinking about how I wanted to watch it, but I hate horror movies. There's some in between I don't remember, but the next part is I'm with a group of friends at a campgrounds about to head out and look for a smaller group of about 3 that are lost. There's suddenly a man in all white with a large beard. White suit, no jacket, suspenders, and bowtie. He looks like Ash from Evil Dead. I'll find his name, hold on:

Bruce Campbell.

He's kind of an angelic figure. Telling us that we can take his pure white, shiny semi truck to look for them. He tosses me the keys and I don't want to catch them, but my body is compelled to. Everything seems okay. Minutes pass and he is still talking. The semi is now a black SUV and we are piling in to go search for my friends. We are saying goodbye to the nice man when I jump in the back with the hatch of the SUV. Haven't closed the hatch yet. Some friends we let stay behind in case they needed to go get more help and because there wasn't enough space in the car. I look back at them and Bruce Campbell. Suddenly my friends outside the car say, "Wait, where did the ones in the front go?"

I snap my head to the front of the car and my friends who were sitting there are gone. Only the one friend and I who jumped in the back are left. The man smiles sinisterly. I try to jump out of the back but the hatch slams down and my left calf is somehow caught outside while the rest of me is inside. It is still attached to the rest of my leg, but I can't escape. I see a booby trap-esque spear come out and stab through my friend's head. Then I feel one stab through my head.

A few seconds of pain.

I wake up.

I lay there. I'm frightened. I'm safe now.

I pull out my phone and watch a Game Grumps episode. It's episode 7 of the "Mario 3 No Touch Challenge". I'm laying on my stomach with my head turned to the right toward my phone; left ear on my pillow. I hear a female voice say something in my left ear. I wake up from the 30 seconds of dozing freaked out again. I lift my head up and grab a tissue to clean out my left ear. Don't ask me why. I finish the episode awake and know I need to try and go back to sleep. I turn my head the other way this time. Maybe I won't get that voice again. I fall asleep eventually.

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Dreams-INNER

7/2/2017 Can't remember full sequence. Started off with high school stuff. Can't remember any of that except setting. Switch to convention thing, I think. My friends are constantly texting about a new game reveal. I see video of it. Only in Russian. Iron Man type suits that allow space flight. Fighting against Remnant from Mass Effect: Andromeda who come in on red ships. The video of the game seems more like visions pushed into my brain than me watching a screen because I also can see my friends talking about the game. They say it is a sequel to Inception. Walk into a room. I guess it's a booth. I guess we're in the future because there is a weird access terminal with a kind of holographic touch-screen. You can buy stuff for the game there and it reminds me a LOT of Warframe. After looking through that stuff I'm in my house with family I think and this one random lady who is both gorgeous and creepy because her stare and her smile at me fills me with a strange feeling. However, most of the time if I feel a dream is going to turn into a nightmare, I figure out that it will and I can activate and end it. This feeling didn't make me feel quite nightmarish. I let it happen. Family is talking about random stuff and I ask about the woman. They have no idea. She comes closer to me with that creepy smile closer to my face and I realize I had gotten a small stone or metal disc about a centimeter thick that has a square hole in the middle and says on the face "INNER". I tell everyone I have the disc and say the woman might be here because of that and the Inception sequel reveal. They all start cheering for the sequel. The woman gets really close to my face and starts whispering something with each inch closer and I'm just filled with the urge to...kiss her? Wtf Dude? I guess the feeling she filled me with earlier was scarousal. She actually kisses me back. She asks me something about if I want to preorder the game. I say no. She says to come see her again if I do. Flash/cut forward to me and her on a couch making out. We stop and I ask, "I feel like this is only allowed because I keep declining the preorder." She says, "Yeah." Then she pulls me in for another kiss. Flash/cut forward again. Zooming in to individual "heroes" who I believe are part of the Inception 2 video game. It shows the Iron Man like guy in space. Zooms in to the earth's sky to show a hero who is a blimp with it's name written on the side. It's a super fast blimp with various weapons btw. It zooms in to a classic spandex wearing hero on the ground similar to Mr. Incredible look but with flair on a half head mask (Batman style mask). Zooms to me first person in a house. Yellow inside. Very yellow. Carpet and walls. This is like my dream house or something. No pun intended. I am in an open kitchen on the second floor of the house, for some reason. Food is laid out Thanksgiving style. I don't remember what food it is except for bananas are on there. There is a woman talking to me about Cliff Bleszinksi arriving at the house and we have to be undercover. He's some kind of evil villain in this game, I guess. She is putting on makeup and "fixing herself up". A voice from the comms tells us both that they just found out that Cliffy B has seen her before and WILL recognize her if she stays in his vision too long so she needs to excuse herself every so often. I'm fine and I guess my mic is like a fitbit on my wrist because that's where I talk into. Later when I change to be undercover, it's hidden under my sleeve up near my shoulder. She goes to finish things up around the house. I grab a banana. These bananas are weird. A friend calls me and tells me I need to look outside to see Big Jack. I think that might be the blimp's name. I know the "Big" part but am unsure about the "Jack" part. I look out the window and see him in the dark of night through the trees. Kind of hard to see except that his "Big Jack" is lit up on the side of him. He flies past very quickly and I think following him is some kind of space pirate barge. Camera zooms to helipad. Cliffy B has landed. After he lands he enters and I rush downstairs. The woman is there, too. I notice he has a bodyguard with a handgun. They don't suspect me. I think she is noticed much more quickly than expected. She leaves for the bathroom. I walk away and talk into my arm about the bodyguard. Skip forward a bit to conversation before Cliffy B goes outside. I look out the window at him and out of his helicopter steps a stereotypical assassin looking dude with large case that looks like a giant sniper or a minigun. I alert the comms immediately. The assassin comes in and sees me but still no one suspects me. They start to walk into the bathroom. Then I woke up.

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Dreams - She Was Tall

6/15/2017

I’m in some kind of aesthetic and color palette like my middle school, but it is indeed a high school. Extremely tall girl pulls me aside in hallway. At least 1 to 1.5 feet taller. I may have been shorter in my dream than in real life, so she was probably like 7’ max. It seems we are all heading to the buses and/or heading to places to stay for after school activities. She is being kind of nervous acting in front of me saying that she had noticed me in her class for a while and just straight up tells me she thinks I’m the “most attractive specimen she’s ever seen”. I think that was the quote. All I remember is that she used a strange word that wasn’t “person” or “guy” or any other normal term that I would be described as. It might make sense later. I’m in shock. This fuckin’ beautiful tall girl really thinks I’M attractive? And moreso than others? I tell her that she is very attractive, too.

Literally a variation of that statement. I don’t know how to properly talk to women. Let alone respond after a literal 7 second pause from that bombshell that just got dropped.

She gets very elated. I think we are both leaning in to kiss for some reason.

We just shared feelings and the kiss is happening already? You a desperate fuck in yo dreams, bud.

But someone comes up and starts talking to her about something, interrupts, and I kind of space off. My head is flabbergasted so I didn’t pay attention to the other person. She eventually comes back to me and says something about me being in a relationship with other women. One of which seems like it’s familiar, the other is not. I tell her the familiar one has ended a while ago.

It was similar to a real life girl I dated in high school, but the name was slightly changed. Obviously for copyright reasons.

She said something about hearing I took a Greyhound bus out of state but then turned around and came back. “Some kind of crazy lover’s thing,” I assumed in my head if that event even happened. She asked if I wanted to go get something to eat with her. Of course I fuckin’ did. We started to head toward the cafeteria. It was still open kind of more like a food court. As we went there were people standing in the way talking to other friends. She went around the leg high wall through the group to get past but I decided to parkour-like vault the wall. I knocked over my friend’s notebook that was sitting on it and said I was sorry. He wasn’t upset. I followed her to the cafeteria and it seemed like she had gotten shorter. Around my height and then even shorter still to the height of about 5'4" I kind of noticed but dream logic stepped in and waived it. We got to a vending machine. She bought something and someone else told her that her shoe was untied. She said that she always has trouble tying her shoes. Then she got to the size of a literal midget/dwarf and started tying her shoes. I wondered, “Is she an alien?” We went and sat down at a table in the cafeteria to study/talk together. Another guy distracted me to take his stuff from the table we were at and move somewhere else. Then the dream ended. Fuck. I wake up. I need to write it down. What was her name? Wait. I can’t remember. She never said it to me directly. But friends of hers that came up and said something to her said her name. Oh my god. What was it? I can’t remember.

I can’t remember…

This is a series that will probably continue. This is my stream of consciousness thought after waking up from dreams I remember. A lot of them will be cringey shit like this. I just needed to post them somewhere in the public and anonymously.

Okay, there was some editing, but not much.