Date of dream: Saturday, September 15, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
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I was living with Meryl Streep - I'm not sure if she was my mother or a stepmother or something, but
she was some sort of guardian. She had been really reluctant to let me live with her, but she hadn't had
a choice - I think maybe my fther had died and she'd been forced to take me in. Her house was huge
and really nice, and she'd banned me from going into her private rooms.
We were having a huge dinner party, and we were setting up chairs in a big room. I decided my hair
looked a bit funny, and one bit on the left looked longer than the rest. I tried to cut it straight, but I
somehow ended up cutting about 8 inches of hair off. I really didn't want to have my hair that short, but
I'd cut such a big chunk of hair that I knew I'd have no choice but to get it all cut short.
We were waiting for Tara Reid to arrive - I think she was my sister, or Meryl Streep's daughter, or
maybe a niece or something. Meryl Streep didn't really like her, because she'd made loads of porn
films, and she disapproved of that. We decided to look on her website to see if there were any notices
about where she had gone. There was a new photo gallery on there, so we looked at it. It was a series
of pornographic photos of Tara and a man in a hot tub. Most of them all seemed normal, but the last
row showed the man dying, then Tara dying. We eventually figured out that Tara had decided to kill her
boyfriend by putting poison in the hot tub, so that it would enter his body through his backside when he
went in there naked. This had worked, but she hadn't waited long enough after killing him before she
went in the hot tub, so she was killed too.
Date of dream: Friday, March 23, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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I was at a pub where I was supposed to meet my friends, because we were going to go and see a local
band play. There was an African family I was supposed to be looking after, because they'd only just
moved to England and didn't know anyone yet. I liked them, but they didn't want to come to the gig, so
I was trying to lose them. Inside the pub, there were some men watching cricket on TV, and the family
decided to stay with them because they were really big cricket fans.
I left and went to the gig. It was in a weird bar - there was a dancefloor with tables and chairs set up on
it, and a balcony which ran all round three of the walls, where people could stand. The stage was at one
end, but it was really high up - about 7 feet off the floor. I went to see my friends who were sitting at a
table near the front, but there were no seats. Someone said "Just take the death metal chair". I looked
over and there was a goth guy with a mohecan sitting in a chair, so I walked over to him, tipped him off
the chair, and stole it to sit on myself. He came over and started yelling at me but I just acted like I
couldn't even see him, and eventually he went away. When the band started, they didn't actually play
any music - they just posed in front of a smoke machine.
After the gig, I was walking home in the dark, and I heard someone behind me. I turned round and it
was one of the sales advisors I work with. He called my name so I waited for him to catch up, and
when he got to me he tried to hug me. I started walking away, but he followed me and kept on trying to
hug me, so I started running, and he ran too. Eventually I said "If I give you a hug will you go away?".
He said he would, so I hugged him and he left. The next day I went to work and he phoned me to ask
about an issue with his PC, but he didn't acknowledge anything about the night before.
After work I walked into town again to go shopping. The town looked the same, but all the buildings
were made of red brick and flint, and looked really old. I bumped into my friend Shaun and he said
he'd come shopping with me. At one end of town was a shop which was supposed to be like Ann
Summers, but it just sold second hand clothes. The shop had no front wall - it was all open like a big
door. We went to look at the clothes, and bumped into a friend I knew at school, Becky, and her
boyfriend. We said hi then left.
We walked round the other shops for a while but decided to go back to the Ann Summers shop again.
While we were looking at some necklaces, Becky and her boyfriend came in again so I turned round to
say hi to them, and as I turned I saw Shaun's girlfriend standing in front of the shop looking in. He
turned and saw her too, and tried to hide from her, but there was nowhere to go. Amazingly, she didn't
see him, but then she started loading stuff into their car, which was parked outside. He told me to keep
watch and see where she went, and eventually she left. As she walked away, i noticed she'd put her
hair up in exactly the same way as mine, using the same hairbands. I was really annoyed that she was
trying to make herself look like me, and I kept saying that she'd stolen my pigtails.
We decided to walk home, so we headed up the road. There was a big flint wall along the way, and a
policeman was standing near it questioning a woman who had two babies. She was explaining that one
of the babies had wanted to walk on the wall, but had fallen and banged its head. I thought the
policeman was helping the woman because her baby was hurt, but it turned out he was questioning her
because he thought she'd deliberately hurt the baby. We carried on walking and tried to make it look
like we weren't evesdropping.
Date of dream: Saturday, November 11, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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I was at home, and I was upstairs in my room. My mum had gone out and my stepdad was downstairs
watching TV. I'd just had a bath and my hair was wet, so I was rubbing it with a towel. I heard
someone come upstairs and use the bathroom, so I assumed it was my stepdad because he was the
only other person in the house, but there was something about the footsteps I could hear that told me it
wasn't him. I heard the person start to go back downstairs, so I came out of my room, and saw that it
was a middle-aged blonde woman, who I'd never met.
I was suspicious about why this woman was here when my mum was out, and why I hadn't been told
she was here, so I followed her. I went downstairs and follewed her into the kitchen. I was really
surprised to see that my mum was still home, and that she and my stepdad were dressed in really nice
outfits and the table had a really posh meal on it. I realised that they were having a dinner party and
they hadn't told me. I was quite annoyed but my mum said she'd done a plate of food for me and she
wanted me to join them. The blonde woman wouldn't acknowledge me or even look at me, and I got
the feeling that she thought I was beneath her somehow.
I went to get a glass of water to have with my food, but the blonde woman was in the way of the glass
cupboard. Every time I tried to lean around her to reach it, she walked in the way, still not
acknowledging me. I said "Hey, you might be able to look through me but you can't walk through me,
because that doesn't work". I thought my mum would moan at me for being rude, but when I turned
round, both she and my stepdad were smirking, and I realised that they didn't like this woman. They
both seemed really pleased at the fact that I seemed to make the woman uncomfortable, and that I
didn't care about answering her back.
I sat down and started eating - I had a plate full of food, most of it was different types of sausages with
gravy, but I didn't eat much because I didn't like them much. The blonde woman was still over by the
cupboard, and while her back was turned, my cat climbed up on the table and started licking her knife
and fork. I knew she'd find it really gross, but I just laughed, and so did my parents. Then we watched
her sit down and eat with the cutlery, and she couldn't work out why we were laughing.
