Date of dream: Friday, April 04, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was taking a cross-country road trip on my own, something like Pennsylvania to Indiana, but I was using back roads instead of the interstate. When i reached about half way, this two lane road, all traffic stopped and up ahead I could see flashing lights of ambulances and police cars. I turned on the radio and the announcers were suggesting people stay out of that area. In order to get around it, I had to drive through a large parking lot. While driving i could see 20 or more bodies lieing on the ground. It looked like a cult had committed mass suicide. It was a brutal and gruesome scene. I continued driving, shaken up, to say the least, when I reached a bad area of weather. There were serial tornadoes out in the way. Thats when I got a call from my mom and she told me i needed to come home and see something. I turned around and headed back to my starting point, but it was in a home I'd never been in. The attic was like a tower and she wanted me to just wait to see if something would happen. For three days or so I waited and I felt like I was waiting for my fiance's mothers spirit to come out of the attic. Nothing happened but I was anxious to get out of there. After waiting for those days I told my mother I had to get back on the road. Before I could get to the area where the cult had been I had a great sense of dread, and then I woke up.
Additional Comments:
My fiance had told me an experience his father had had right after my fiance's mother died when the
dog reacted to noises in the house as if she were still alive.
Date of dream: Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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This dream was set somewhere in Europe. Somewhere that felt like it was right next door from where I
used to live but someplace that was important and big and touristy.
My mom was at work and I was in town just to see family and since I didn't have anything better to do
I went into town and did the 'tourist' thing. Taking one of those hop-on hop-off busses, seeing the
sights. The place was familiar, almost like how I know Paris better than any other place, but at the
same time it was strange and I was learning new things.
While i was on the top floor of the double decker I saw one tower of an old building, something almost
like a wooden cathedral (almost The Globe) like, start burning down. We were driving right next to the
building and I ran down the stairs and saw my aunt, uncle, and two cousins (the uncle that's older than
my mom) standing in the bus taking pictures of things.
When I saw them I said hey and they all looked ashamed that they'd been caught because they were in
town and hadn't told my mom that they were coming. Like they were avoiding my family.
The last scene was like a camera pan out, pulling away from the bus and seeing the burning tower in
the distance
Date of dream: Saturday, September 08, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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Don't really remember how the dream started out, but near the end I was in my room, I had been
unpacking a lot of boxes so i had that thick tissue paper that movers pack fragile items in. I was doing
something completely irrelevent to unpacking when the ghost in my room took all the paper that was
strewn about and rolled it up, like wrapping paper on those cardboard rolls. It happened super fast, and
before i could know it the room was cleaned of the paper. I called up a random friend of mine, that I've
only spoken to online and was telling him what the ghost had done. I also thanked the ghost and it
responded angrily, at least thats what i thought when it took the roll of paper and shook it around my
face. I asked 'what what' and repeated my thanks. When the roll kept shaking in front of me, I
said. "Well what do you want?" and the roll of paper shrank into a crumbled up ball of paper, like when
you scrunch one paper up cause ayou hate what you wrote. THe ghost made a small sugar cone appear
and put the paper ball into the cone like a scoop of icecream, Then I asked again what was wrong and
what he wanted. THe ghost tipped my head back suddenly, the cone lifted above my head, tipped
upside down and the ball of paper fell straight into my open mouth where I immediately choked and
died on the paper ball. I woke up immediately afterward, with goosebumps all up and down my legs.
Additional Comments:
A couple times in the past week I've had a dream about a ghost that is haunting me. It's been wierd but
I haven't been able to capture the dream when I wake up to record it. I sense another recurring dream
from me, but this one... will not be one that I'm going to enjoy. Earlier this week I was on the phone
with my guy and noticed that the blinds in my apartment, that don't quite fit into my window pane, were
squished in and the part where the blinds were rubbing on each other shaded into the number '3' and it
kinda freaked me out. So maybe that has something to do with it.
