I get odd dreams all the time. I never remember them after a day or two, so I keep a dream diary. I will post some later, I have to go to school!

Wow, lots of dreams you guys have! I have to finish reading through them all xD

My final dream I'll share is actually a good one for once! I don't know how religious you all are, or how many of you are Christian, or anything like that, so don't be offended. To me, this was the best (and possibly a very important) dream I've had since years:

In one dream, I was reading a book with a red cover, and we were driving home from school, and I looked out the window. Later in the school year, I was sitting in the back seat of our car, reading a book with a red cover, and then I looked out the window, and I was like Didn't I have a dream about this? 

In a dream that I had a few night ago, I was running from these two hunters, with a girl that looked strangely like Pippi Longstocking, and for some reason I could shapeshift, and we came to a forest, a forest very much like the Forbidden Forest (from Harry Potter), and we decided to go in. We eventually found a path leading up a mountain, so we walked along it for a while. Back to the hunters. One hunter was a girl with white-blond hair in a braid, wearing all blue, with a bow and arrows. The second hunter was a boy, wearing all gray, and wielding a sword. Anne for some reason, the hunters had a giant dog. So when The Girl Who Looked Strangely Like Pippi Longstocking and I were running up the path, we heard the hunters coming up behind us, so I shapeshifted into a bug while The Pippi Longstocking lookalike  climbed a tree. The hunters spent about an hour looking for us, then gave up. When they were completely gone, we continued up the mountain. When we got to the top, The Pippi Lookalike did some weird dance, and an enormous panda appeared, and we climbed on. The panda took us to a city. The city has many bakeries, so we stepped into one. [You know what? I'm just going to refer to the Pippi Lookalike as Pippi from now on.] Pippi went outside for a minute, and somehow came back in with enough money to buy a birthday cake. We divided the cake,and we parted ways. I had enough cake to last me a few days at the least, but I needed water. After a few days, I had finished the remaining pieces of cake, and I still couldn't find any water. And then, right before I died, I woke up.

Willow says boek. You want a book? 

These are old dreams from my journal 

I dreamed Martian Luther King Jr. came to my house and my neighbors and I listened to him speak. I also did some hiding, swimming,and riding elevators. There was a man in the library tha was climbing the walls of the elevator then being bounced off by the movement, falls and wipes his face (recovers) then does it again. I am hiding in a bush from my friends with my legs over my head. Finally I jumped out at my friends. When I hid I was very strong and won against two big boys who ended up crying. When I see a good swimmer and when I saw that (some girl) was good I jumped right in and she said "whoa". Then she gave me lessons (but I'm already soooo good) even though I didn't need them. I saw parts of Martian Luther King Jr. ( blonde hair, white skin) wearing 1900s clothes ( rock) with Mohawk and gold necklaces. Tapped on it and the real Martian Luther King Jr. asked if I had seen the attachment and I said (answer) yes (kind of) /no. The other people answered NO!

THE END!! 

These are old dreams from my journal 

I dreamed Martian Luther King Jr. came to my house and my neighbors and I listened to him speak. I also did some hiding, swimming,and riding elevators. There was a man in the library tha was climbing the walls of the elevator then being bounced off by the movement, falls and wipes his face (recovers) then does it again. I am hiding in a bush from my friends with my legs over my head. Finally I jumped out at my friends. When I hid I was very strong and won against two big boys who ended up crying. When I see a good swimmer and when I saw that (some girl) was good I jumped right in and she said "whoa". Then she gave me lessons (but I'm already soooo good) even though I didn't need them. I saw parts of Martian Luther King Jr. ( blonde hair, white skin) wearing 1900s clothes ( rock) with Mohawk and gold necklaces. Tapped on it and the real Martian Luther King Jr. asked if I had seen the attachment and I said (answer) yes (kind of) /no. The other people answered NO!

THE END!! 

WARNING: Giant post ahead, discribing entire island world of one of my dreams xD

There's a place that I feel like I always used to go when I fall asleep, or at least that's what they told me in my dream.

I had never dreamed that dream before and likely won't again, but I can still remember well what that island looks like, and I know in my heart that it's honestly my island.

The dream put things into my mind, it lived comfortably by telling me that this was an island that I went to in my sleep, that I dreamed from my young childhood, although I never had dreamed that dream once before, like I said earlier. But perhaps by it telling me that, it made itself true, in a way, planting the memories. I wrote a backstory to this dream--all I know is that how I got to my island was that me and the others were shipwrecked.

There were four and a half of these dream characters--one was me, the other was my brother, the rest were made up by my mind. We had been shipwrecked on this island, this crescent-shaped island with a river running behind it that seperated it from the mainland and made it an island.

There were rocky, tidal pools and areas where gray rocks poked out of the water at the left side of the island, beyond the round hill, in the flat area covered in pine and dead (well, waiting to come back after that long waiting-for-Spring-but-still-not-Winter period) trees, that we fished. That was where the half character came in--one of my three G(substitute for last name)cousins from real life, with her short brown hair, who appeared as we were fishing and laughed, helping us fish. If you looked beyond the left side, you could see a bay on the land that was seperated from our's.

Tucked behind the round hill on the barely left-to-middle of the island was the log cabin, made of logs with a strange, bright (not light blue, but bright blue) blue substance between the logs that made it colorful. That was where one of the made up characters lived. We'll get to him later.

There's no beach on the left and right side of the crescent island, but there's sand, a long expansive beach for us in the exact middle curve of the crescent-shaped island. A log cabin, like the log-and-bright blue one, except that there was bright red instead of blue, sat in the middle of the island, the flat where there was no hills but some trees behind there, concealing the river. That was where my brother lived. 

One of the hills ended in a cliff, and that was where the last made-up character was. His color was black and his cabin wouldn't appear until later, where the downed tree that I'm about to tell of was. He stood near a downed, gray tree when I saw him first, although the dream planted memories of him, facts about him in my mind.

My cabin (it's color, oddly enough, although my favorite is light, neon blue, was a pale, pastel yellow, the same color as the blouse that I wore--we all wore the color of our cabin.) was tucked into a dip in that hill, by his, so I had to walk past his every time. Now here's for the two made up characters that the dream provided.

There was the 'blue' boy, whom I never got the name of. He had long (I don't mean long as in long for a boy, I mean long as in it went down past his shoulders), greasy, seperated hair and wore glasses that concealed the color of his eyes (the light hit them so they looked white). He was the smart one, I know. I went inside his cabin once; it was mainly full of intellectual items. He was always the intelligent one, who told us facts on how to survive. He wore a bright blue sweater (Erudite, anyone?).

There was my brother, with his brown hair and red t-shirt, who I'm almost entirely sure, was the 'leader' and the 'strength' one. He enjoyed fishing over at the tidal area, much like my brother enjoys fishing irl. I only remember a blurry glimpse of the inside of his cabin.

Then there was...my love interest? I'm not entirely sure, I think that he liked me and I liked him? His color was black, and he WAS AN EMO. I mean, he was sort of the antisocial one. He never really acted depressed, but he had black hair and a black tee, and was antisocial and sometimes rude. The other two said often that I was the only one who knew how to talk to him, and they didn't like him at all. I never really saw his cabin from the inside, or the outside much, either.

I'll send a drawing soon, but for now that ends my long post XD

No, I don't have vivid dreams--some parts of this dream were extremely weird (a goldfish that we tried to catch while fishing at the river that attacked my finger and sat in a reed by the bank? The boy who's color was black had lived in the downed tree, which was literally just a fallen tree?), so I cut them out. Also, my dreams are extremely blurry, and sometimes black and white, so I had to figure out some of the details. I just know most of these things...because the dream sort of puts memories into my head, gives me instincts so I KNOW these things. It's hard to explain.

Long post over! Sorry Admins! 

Last night (or maybe the night before) I had a dream that I don't really remember, but I do remember that I read a book in the dream and I hated the ending because the main character died and it wasn't even plot-serving, it was just they went on an adventure and then at the end they died somewhat peacefully for reasons unrelated to the adventure. I woke up feeling really peeved.