Date of dream: Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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Family Issues
I was in Bilston market. There was an event where there was music and a small fair so it was a nice day out. Usually the market is rubbish but there were some really good stalls on. There was this one store in particular that I loved, at the back, it was a Goth store, with tons of clothes and jewellery so I spent a lot of time looking around that one. While I was looking at the gothic accessories on the table, I saw my dad standing at the far end of the table on the right near the entrance of the indoor market. It was really weird seeing him there as he doesn’t even like the gothic style but yet he stood there, staring at me with no emotion on his face. I looked away and carried on browsing the market. I walked down one of the aisles and I saw my brothers’ girlfriend Karen, she hugged me and we spoke a little. I know that my brother was going to be around the market somewhere we I dreaded as I fell out with him, however, I continued to walk around and it wasn’t long until I saw my brother. I pretended that I didn’t see him but he saw me and went straight up to me trying to talk to him but I acted as if he wasn’t there. He was constantly saying sorry and that he really wanted to speak to me but I kept walking away. I went back to the Goth store and my dad was still standing there looking at me. It felt really weird. I had my dad on one side and my brother behind me pestering me. Earlier on that day, I requested a song to come on but because there were so many song requests, it took a while for my song to come on but it suddenly started playing. It was ‘The Rose’ by Bette Midler. I heard a group of elderly women going on how much a beautiful song it was and was saying they wanted to thank the person who requested. Loads of people stopped in their tracks and were admiring the song. I loved it. I looked around and noticed that my dad had tears trickling down his face. What? My dad is crying? He NEVER cries but I ignored him and continued to look around all the stunned people. My brother fell quiet. When the song ended, I walked back home. Later on that night, I was sitting in the porch with my Nan; it was a nice warm night. Suddenly, my mom arrived. She came on her bike which was weird for her as she doesn’t bike ride at all. I was on talking terms with my mom so we said hello to each other and asked each other how we were. I asked why she had come on her bike, she said her car broke down and she wanted her brother, my uncle Tony to have a look at it for her. Luckily, he was here and started to have a look and ride it around the block. While waiting, I was admiring my mom’s bike so I started riding it up and down the street; I really liked the handle bars on there. Tony comes back and it seemed to have worked again. We just started chilling on the bench; it was good to be sitting with my family on a nice warm night. The sky was clear and you could see the stars. I felt really happy.
Additional Comments:
I don't speak to my parents anymore so this is a weird dream. My dad would never cry over me. I could unserstand about my brother though, he does actually miss me but I don't accept his apology at the moment.
Date of dream: Sunday, November 25, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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School Trip
I was on a school trip abroad and we stayed in this hotel where our task was to build our own swimming pool with the teachers. It was pretty good fun but when it was finished; I was really looking forward to swimming in it. The pool was like a maze instead of a rectangle shape to make it more interesting. I started swimming around but when I got into one part of it, one of the teachers, Mr Amos stopped me. He said I could only swim in certain areas because the teachers had to keep an eye on me due to a recent overdose. I was not happy about this and carried on swimming but Mr Amos was a faster swimmer than I was and managed to stop me, I tried to dodge him by going deep under water but he was still faster. I was really annoyed but all he did was laugh at me. I was defeated so I went out the pool and back into the hotel.
After the school trip, I stayed at nans while my parents were away. My dad left his car there so I decided to practice my driving my driving to my parents and back. It was really fun and the more I drove the easier it was and the more fun it was. I really enjoyed it.
I then went on holiday to Zante with my parents and Garry. My parents were only stopping there for a week but me and Garry were stopping there for three weeks. I was so happy. Me, my dad and Garry were sitting on a rock by the sea. I was sitting with my arm around dad while he was sorting out his goggles. It was taking him ages. I was talking to him about driving his car and how I had practiced driving it by going driving to my parents’ house and back. He didn’t know whether to be a bit annoyed or pleased but he did look more pleased. I then started jumping with joy with the excitement of staying in Zante for 3 weeks, I was so happy.
Additional Comments:
I'm going to Zante next year for 3 weeks so that's probably why I dreamt it.
Date of dream: Sunday, January 29, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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Arguing with Dad
I was at home chilling in my house with Garry having a really good time until my dad came back. When he came into the room, the mood of the environment suddenly changed. He gave me such a blank look then we started arguing straight away. We were arguing constantly. I stormed out the house and went to this town where everyone was selling a load of antiques. Garry went home so I was alone just walking around the town when my dad decided to come out too so it was more arguing in the street. A load of people were coming out the shops and stopping us from arguing. My dad went off one way and I went off the other. I continued to look around the town and was fascinated by all the antiques.
At the end of the town was a big building so I went in there. There was a massive auction that was on. There were people everywhere, it was so crowded. I was looking at all the various paintings that were on sale. There were even people sitting down painting. Suddenly, I seen my dad and we started arguing again. I started going on about all the bad stuff he did to me which he kept on denying. I went so angry at him. People were having ago at us telling us to take this argument somewhere else and not at the auction so we went back home where we continued to argue.
Additional Comments:
I no longer talk to my dad so this dream may show how angry I am with him.
