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Posted by: Captain K
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Posted by: Captain K
First (and only) lucid dream I had was when I was little. I had a dream that I was in a boarding school from England with uniforms. Somehow, I remembered that I'm not from England, but from Texas. I then realize that this is a dream, so what was the first thing I did? The correct answer: fly. C'mon, you know you want to. ;)
I tend to remember dreams vividly, especially dreams from years and years ago. Like when I was about 2 or 3 I dreamt that I was flying with Peter Pan and the gang around Big Ben.
I may just be rambling on, but you know what: a thread like this isn't common, so I wanna make the most of it. I could go on with another extremely vivid dream that I wrote a page and a half of....
feel free to post any dream or anything you have even if it takes up 1 1/2 pages, its still interesting and can potentially cause others to have similar tonight.
Okay, then; here comes the wall...
First of all, I live in Corpus Christi, Texas. In my dream I want to go to Kingsville for some strange reason, but my parents won't drive me there. So I run away with a skateboard (I don't skate irl) and walk for two hours to Kingsville (not even thinking to ride).
I follow a road that winds up becoming a dirt trail and eventually becomes a railroad. After a while of walking down the tracks, A thicket starts to form and envelope the surrounding space. The thicket becomes a tunnel, and I go in.
There is no light inside the tunnel, so I have to grope my way through. This wouldn't be too much of a problem, but it's really -blam-in' scary 'cause I start to hear the creepiest things in the pitch darkness. I start running, still groping for the walls and the turns. I start to feel things grabbing at me; hands, vines, cacti (wut?).
I finally find my way out, and there's Kingsville... but it's deserted. I then black out, and wake up in the middle of a few stopped trains unloading books. They're also deserted. I start checking to see where the trains are from so that I may inference the direction Corpus is. A train with no driver or passengers passes by. And out of nowhere my friends from Spanish class, Roland and Regan, come from the direction Kingsville was supposed to be.
Night falls rather quickly (in about half a minute), and I tell them that we have to get back to Corpus before my parents find out I'm gone (as if they hadn't noticed when I left). Once we get to the thicket again, it's completely dark again and there's a thick fog. A few trains come and go, nearly running us over, and I seem to be the slowest of us three. So we lock arms and sprint to the tunnel. This time there is light inside, and we see cacti, vines, Jack-o-lanterns, and mummified witches. All of the mentioned have bloodstones embedded somewhere on them.
This is where my dream and my wall ends. So waddya think?
Ummmm, just a suggestion... easy on the sugary cereals before bed