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Crystella's Journal of Dreams

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Crystella's Journal of Dreams

Postby Crystella on Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:06 pm

One of my dreams was when I was in this room with an older lady and a small boy. We were all sitting in chairs, and then a man dressed in a magicians outfit walked into the room and gave us each three cards. He told us that we were on some kind of mission which were retreveing cards like ones in our hands. He said that the cards that we have give us special powers that can help us with our mission. Then suddenly the ceiling of the room vanished and we were shoting up in stary sky in our chairs and we saw this lady in a black gown that was very tall, (almost like a god.) She told us that we were going to different worlds and that the people in the worlds would help us. Then I was falling down at a rapid speed and I hit the ground of a world I did not know. I saw characters like Spongbob and Patrick and all the other people I knew from TV, books, and video games. I was still on the ground and I looked up and saw Betina, Lacmac, Cookie, and Flips(characters from Rayman the TV Series), it seemed they were looking for someone. So I followed them and right their was a dog chatcher truck with Rayman, then he fell out of the truck and landed on me.

Then people was crouding around him with cameras and Spongbob and Patrick got mad because Rayman was getting all the attention.

That's all I remember from my dream, sham though, it was a good dream.
Last edited by Crystella on Wed Mar 25, 2009 10:24 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Ghost Dream

Postby Crystella on Thu Mar 20, 2008 10:45 pm

This dream is one of my most breathe taking ones.

The dream started in this bar where all the people in a town lived(which I suposed lived their too.) The town meeting was about ghost sitings in the area. A lady behind the bar warned us that the ghost were not a thret, but would harm or frighten the unjustice. Then floating above the bar table was a disconfigered hand with a rainbow of light over it. The lady said that this ghost was following her and protecting her from harm.

As I was walking home I felt like someone was following me, but when I turned around nobody was there. I thought to myself if a ghost was with me, but I wasn't afraid. I was walking on the sidewalk when I came upon a laungry mat, their was a little boy that I new, (but not in real life.) I knew that his mother owned the laungry mat. Out of an allyway, I saw these gang of teenage boys up to no good, so I told the little boy that we should go inside with his mom. I had a can of a red soda while I was talking with the boy's mom when a teeenage boy came in and took the little boy by the hand and started to run, as the the little boy was screaming. So I ran outside and dumped my red soda on the kidnapper. The teenager was so angry that he pulled out a gun and shot at my forhead! But . . . the bullet didn't go into me, instead it layed right by my feet. He kept shooting again, but nothing happened to me, it felt as if someone put their hand infront of my forhead. Then the teenager said, "Why won't you die!" and he droped his gun and ran away.

The next thing I knew I walked in my bedroom puzzled and amazed. I knew that a ghost just saved my life. I remember that in my room I placed my hand right beside me and told the ghost to take it, even though I couldn't see him. I felt someone touch it and then I looked at my bedroom mirror and saw a boy (who looked Asian) holding my hand. I said, "You saved my life, thank you." He answered back saying, " I know." I then asked him how old he was and he said he was 12, and I told him I was 14.

That's all I remember of that dream, but still today I feel like that boy who saved my life in my dream is always with me.
"The things that you dream about are real, but sharing them with others makes them a reality."

"Even though a clock is broken, it is right twice a day."
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Postby Crystella on Wed Mar 26, 2008 10:24 pm

One a island, there is a country that nobody knows about. And on that island, there are people who inhabit it and are controled by a mayor that keeps the islanders locked up and not able to see the outside world. The people that live on this island are only aloud to wear rags as cloths and are not aloud to wear shoes or socks.

This mayor lived in the United States and discovered this island and its people and has brought guards to live, the mayor and the guards keep this island and its inhabitence a secret to the world. But one girl, by the name of Bernett, wonders what is out there beyond the walls of the island.

Mostly everyday, the mayor comes to her house to keep an eye on her because Bernett's father tried to escape when she was little and he was killed for it. Bernett lives with her mother in a cottage that is big enough to fit a kichen and a few bedrooms, the town where she lives is mostly made of wood and most of it is connected. She has friends and often goes to an native to give advice and to tell stories about the other countries, but he has to keep then secret from the guards.

A few times Bernett would try to climb the wall and get away from the island which is like a prison, but she always gets caught and sent back to her mother.
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"Even though a clock is broken, it is right twice a day."
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