I went back to sleep several times without voice recording my dreams, and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.
All that I can remember is that I was somewhere, maybe outside but I can not remember, where there were groups of other people standing around talking et cetera.
At some point I saw my former male classmate JC standing with a group of men who seemed to be fashion models and they were all dressed up in stylish clothing like they were about to go to a fashion show or something, and they all had their hair and their clothing in a style like the actor Robert Pattinson with Dior Homme.
I walked over to greet my former classmate JC who seemed like he did not really want to talk to me, he was acting like he was better than me or something, but he greeted me back and he told me that a famous male fashion designer whose name I can not remember had chosen him to model some of this clothing for a fashion campaign (advertising campaign) and / or fashion show and / or something like that.
I congratulated him and I went to say something else to him but he turned his back to me making a facial expression like he is better than me and was not going to talk to me any longer, and him and the other models walked away as I was talking so I stopped talking.
The way that he acted bothered me somewhat and I wondered why he was acting like that and treating me like this, and for the rest of the dream I would sometimes switch to a video game that was like the video game Saints Row IV where I would be controlling and / or I would be a character in that video game running around with superpowers.
I am not sure if I was actually playing the video game or if I was daydreaming or if this was a dream within a dream that I would jump back to sometimes, either way, it seemed to be something to distract myself from and escape from the situation and to probably help me feel a bit better about myself because in the video game I had superpowers and more freedom et cetera.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The end of my last dream was so sudden and surprising and confusing that I woke up by accident, I immediately tried to organize my memory of the end of the dream so that I could voice record it, but this and some other things caused me to forget most of my other dreams and even most of my last dream including some of the parts that I had remembered when I first woke up but forget right before I could voice record them.
Dream 1
I did not remember part of this dream until later this morning, unfortunately all that I can remember of this dream is the end of the dream out of context, and so it does not make much sense because I forgot most of the dream.
It was evening or night because it was dark, I was now on foot at a college campus where I lived because I lived in one of the college dorms or apartments, I had a silver and maybe black pistol in my pocket that I had possibly recently shot but I am not sure who or what I shot or shot at or why, and now I was on the run trying to get back to my dorm or apartment to hide hoping that the police would not find me or figure out who I was or find the gun or have their dogs smell the gun powder on me.
I wish that I could remember what happened but I can not so this does not make sense to me, I just know that I needed to escape and hide and hopefully that would work, and I remember running through a back alley that was a combination of the alley behind The E House and my aunt JE’s house and The C Dorm and the MS University apartments and some fictional college dorms and apartments and their parking lots.
I reached the area behind the college apartments and dorms where I lived but I heard and saw the police driving up in police cars with their lights and sirens on to block the front and they were probably slowly surrounding the neighborhood, and I assumed that they would stop to question and search each person they saw outside so I stopped to try to figure out what to do.
I saw some students walking to the front of the buildings but I waited to see if they would be stopped and questioned and searched and to see if the police had any dogs or not, the situation seemed bad and I was not sure what to do, and I thought about my options but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it started outside during the day and I remember a battle going on between some characters from the Japanese anime Dragon Ball Z like Goku and Vegeta et cetera versus some unknown threats, and I was there and maybe helping or just watching as they flew around fighting and using their powers.
Goku was using a special power that made him bigger and more dense and heavy so that he could take more damage and be harder to knock around, this was working, but he ended up getting too tired and needed to rest so someone else and I had to help him leave the battle to rest.
We took him to a parking lot full of people who seemed to be from Japan, they recognized Goku and they were excited and wanted to approach him, but they respected him and gave him space and time to rest on the sidewalk in the shade.
While Goku was resting I walked inside one of the buildings and a fashion show was going to take place soon, I knew some of the fashion élite and where their reserved seats were, but I decided to not approach them because they would probably be embarrassed to be seen with me.
I walked to the public seating area and I saw a man who looked like Swoozie (Adande Thorne) from YouTube sitting on a row alone one seat away from the right entrance to this row, and so I was going to sit on this row because it was mostly empty but Swoozie started acting like a jerk.
Before I could sit down he was looking forward angrily without looking at me like he was better than me and he said that this was taken, he seemed to be waiting on his girlfriend to sit in one of the seats next to him, and so I asked which seat was taken but he continued looking forward and once again said that this was taken without explaining.
Every time I tried to talk he would interrupt me without looking at me and say the same thing, the row in front of him was mostly full of some people who I recognized as people from Eastside who I knew and they knew me, and they all seemed to be family and more people were arriving so I did not think that they would have enough room left for me.
One of them was a man with dark-brown skin with black hair who reminded me of a former schoolmate of mine and/or B a male cousin of my male cousin ME, he was looking forward as well and he also looked angry, and he seemed to be angry at how Swoozie was treating me and how I was putting up with it.
He seemed to be looking forward trying to control himself from punching Swoozie out of his chair, I continued to stand in the aisle trying to get Swoozie to answer my question so I could sit down, and eventually the man in the row in front of him angrily told me that I could sit in the only empty seat left on his row which was next to him.
I asked him if he was sure and I told him that I did not want to take up that seat from one of his family members, he angrily repeated himself, and so I thanked him and I sat down next to him.
He probably angrily told me that I should have stood up for myself against Swoozie and just sat where I wanted to, I then talked with him and his wife who was wearing a nice dress and some of his family members as we waited for the fashion show to start, but then something strange happened where the man and his wife were sitting on a couch instead of the seats and I told them that I needed to use this couch to launch it somewhere and somehow I hoped that this would save the world; which makes no sense but it was probably connected with the Dragon Ball Z battle that was still going on outside. 😀
I told them that I would buy them another couch and that I would buy the wife a new dress, they agreed to let me launch the couch, and so I sat on the couch alone and somehow set it up to launch; and I launched myself and the couch in the sky or something but I can not remember this part.
Oddly what I do remember is seeing part of an episode of a television show that was like the television series Girlfriends, and I remember seeing a woman with light-brown skin with long curly dark-brown hair with blue eyes who looked like a better-looking version of the actress Tracee Ellis Ross on this episode.
The dream then jumped to me landing or crashing the couch in the field outside my parent’s yard, the man and his wife and some of his family ran over to greet me and see if my plan to save the world worked and to see if I was okay, and we briefly talked about the television episode that I saw.
As we were talking we saw at least three objects fly over us, maybe two helicopters and maybe a white object, and they flew in the direction toward the street where my uncle IC lives.
To make things even more strange we then saw a small maybe white and red maybe single engine airplane fly over us but then it started to spin out of control like it was going to crash near us so we started to run toward my parent’s yard, the airplane crashed in the field to the right of us and maybe somewhat exploded sending the propeller flying over us toward my parent’s yard so we stopped to see where it would land so that it would not hit us, but then we saw a short fat missile fly toward it that looked like a small version of the fat man atomic bomb and it was shot by an old maybe World War II airplane that then flew over us in the direction where the missile and other aircraft had went and I imagined or saw in my mind that this airplane being flown by an old man with white skin with gray and white hair who looked like he was probably a World War II military veteran.
We thought that the missile (bomb) would hit the propeller but it passed it without hitting it and it headed toward the direction where the other aircraft had flown and the propeller fell in my parent’s yard, and soon there was an explosion in the distance in the direction where the missile had went and we feared that the missile (bomb) was possibly a nuclear bomb or chemical bomb or biological bomb so we started running to my parent’s yard to run inside one of the houses and I was running toward a fictional house where the no-longer-abandoned house should be so maybe that was my fictional house.
The explosion probably caused a slight flash and burst of wind so I thought that a shock wave would kill us and that radiation or something would hit us but it did not but I did see some almost atom bomb-like smoke (clouds) maybe or something from the explosion, before I could reach the house there was a secondary explosion or attack from the first one that sent incendiary (flare-like) things on the ground blocking my path to the other house and blocking the back and sides of my parent’s house.
Maybe an incendiary-like fire-like substance started to spread through the yard and/or a third stage explosion or attack possibly released an unknown liquid substance that made the fire (whatever) worse and/or started another type of attack (risk), we were confused and had no idea if this was a government (military) experiment or an invasion or an advanced terrorist attack, and this seemed to be planned and like our paths were being blocked intentionally.
I was confused and we were blocked on all sides except for one, I was not sure if we were exposed to radiation and/or chemicals and/or some other forms of attack, and I was not sure where we could go to be safe so we stood there trying to decide what to do as things got worse around us.
This caused me to accidentally wake up like maybe I subconsciously tested to see if I could wake myself up to see if this was a dream or not, sometimes in dreams I accidentally wake myself up if I get too panicked and/or scared and/or excited, because long ago I learned out to wake myself from dreams and this got easier and easier the more I did it until now I accidentally do it.
Last night I only remember a bit of the end of my last dream.
I remember being in someone’s house, and walking around it.
There was a living room with glass doors that led to the outside, but I was walking toward another glass door that was in the house.
The glass door I went in, looked like an entrance you might expect at some churches or public buildings, and it was just a clear glass door that led to a hallway with carpet.
The hallway had a table with a vase or something, and in the hallway there was an opening in the wall that led to a bathroom.
The bathroom was like a public bathroom, and it had a shower too, I think.
I am not sure what I was doing in this house, but it seemed like I was looking for something or someone or trying to avoid someone.
I think the house may have belonged to Ms. VS, and I think my brother CC was there too.
At this point I was alone and I felt that someone was following me I think, and so I left the bathroom.
Down the hallway there were some steps that led down, like there was a basement or something.
As I walked down the stairs, which were covered in brown carpet I think, I heard some noise.
Around the corner there was a longer hallway, and I hid behind the corner and I peeked around it to see what was making the noise.
I saw a long red carpet with some people on both sides, and I saw some large feet or shoes or legs made of what looked like they were made of fabric, standing in the middle of the red carpet.
It was very strange and somewhat scary, and I had this strange feeling that is hard to describe.
I think some of the people watching the fabric legs or feet or shoes were photographers, some were spectators, and some were security guards.
I think the large fabric legs were walking, but as I peeked around the corner, it was like they knew someone was watching; so all of them stopped moving/froze.
It was very weird, and they were perfectly still, like someone froze time or something.
It was like a dream I had a long time ago about these strange creatures that were in a church, and I also had that same strange feeling of fear.
Anyway, I stopped looking around the corner, hoping that they would not notice me; and I walked back up the stairs.
I felt a little freaked out, and I still felt that someone was following me.
As I made it back to the other hallway, I passed the bathroom, and then I felt that someone was behind me as I was going to leave out of the glass door.
I turned around and a shadowy looking man was behind me, and it seemed like he was about to attack me or something.
He had an old detective-like outfit (trench coat) with a fedora hat, but he had shadows on him, and so I could not really see his face.
I immediately went to attack him, I front kicked him into the table by the wall, and I felt a bit afraid; but I still felt ready to fight.
As he was recovering from my kick, I decided to make a sword appear, and so I turned my head and closed my eyes for a second & told myself that I wanted a sword to appear.
When I opened my eyes, the sword appeared in my hand, and it was a katana.
I was amazed that I was able to summon a katana, but I did not have time to think about it since I was in the middle of a fight; and so I did not fully realize that it was a dream yet. (I am getting closer to lucid dreaming it seems)
At this point I felt confident and I hit the shadowy looking man with the sword, but the sword did not feel sharp and it felt like I had hit him with a baseball bat or a blunt object.
I do not know what happened to him after that, I just remember my brother CC coming through the glass door, and I told him that I just fought some shadowy looking man who was following me.
I think he said that he had looked around the house too, maybe we were looking for something like in my treasure hunting dream the other night, and in that dream I was looking for some treasure; but I did not know what the treasure was.
Anyway, I told my brother that down the stairs I saw some strange large fabric legs walking on a red carpet with people watching them, like a fashion show or something.
So he went to go see it, and I told him to peek around the corner so that they would not see him.
I think I stayed in the hallway by the glass door with my sword, to make sure that no one else was following us.
My brother came back up the stairs, and he said he saw something even more strange than I did.
He said that he did not see the large fabric legs, but that he saw a large fabric head moving on the red carpet.
I felt even more freaked out/afraid, but I decided to go see it for myself.
So I went down the stairs and I peeked around the corner, and I saw the security guards at the red carpet looking in my direction; and they started to run toward me, and so I ran.
My brother and I ran out of the glass door & back into the house, and then I saw Ms. VS and I went to say something to her; but I woke up.
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