I didn't know you liked Ghostbusters, Grandma!
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Lucid Intent? Yes Lucid Technique: RT
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It starts off with me at my high school. I'm in one of my art classes when I begin to talk to a friend of mine. After talking with him for a few moments we end up in the hallway. I couldn't remember how we got there, so I ask my friend if I'm dreaming. He replies with, "I guess so." I tell him we can do whatever we want and have no consequences, then take off down the hall without giving him a second thought. I go straight to a teacher's classroom (I have a crush on them, but don't ask).
To my liking the door is open, so I let myself in. I walk over and see him sitting at his desk as usual, teaching a class. We say our hellos and I sit down in a chair next to his. For some odd reason he has facial hair. I tried to picture him without it, but it wouldn't work. I ask him to shave it off as an alternative so he would look more like himself. He tells me he doesn't have a razor handy, so I tell him there should be one in his desk drawer. To my surprise it works. He takes out the razor and the dream jumps ahead to him looking perfect once more. From here I ask him how he likes the class he is teaching. He tells me it's OK and he's fine with it, but he wants to do something different. The class then empties without question and the room starts to look more like a bedroom with a nightstand and lamp. Knowing this person in real life has two cats, I throw them in too. I ask if they resemble his cats and he replies with, "close enough." We talk for a bit more and I assure him that it's only a dream and that he can't hurt me (I guess I'm just talking to myself haha). We lean in on each other, our lips are close and at times I feel them brush against mine. I feel and smell his warm breath and his body weight on mine. By this point the cats are gone and I think you know why. He's fucking cute and all I'm paying attention to, but we never kiss.
After a few minutes of pleasantly holding one another he asks what I want to watch on TV. He picks up a remote and flips through, finding nothing. I tell him I'm fine with anything, so he says "Well, the only thing I found was Ghostbusters." I'm fine with this choice and by this point the desk vanishes and a bed appears. He gets up and tells me he'll be back, then cuts the lamp off leaving the room nice and dark with just the TV's glow. I climb into bed, still surprised at how smooth the dream is going. It's as if I'm actually watching the movie. I tell him to hurry back then I climb under the covers. He leaves the room and while he's out I think about what we'll be doing next. Having a thing for tummys I was going to- Well, that's not important. Before I know it someone walks in, but to my surprise it's not my hot teacher... It's my grandma fully clad in her night gown. She climbs in bed and tells me goodnight in the most innocent way. I start to freak out and beg myself to bring back Mr. Teacher, but he's a no-show. I realize it's futile because I feel myself starting to wake, accept this dreams fate, then give her a kiss on the cheek. I feel her soft cold skin then pull the covers over her and tell her goodnight. I wake up after this.
Additional Comments:
I'm not the type to throw myself at someone. Not to mention this man is married in real life with a child. I'm ashamed to think about him this way and I think when my Grandma appeared, it was my subconcious telling me I'm a dumbass for crushing on a married man; teacher at that. My intentions were never to have sex with him, but to feel his company in a way that I never could in real life.
It was still a lucid dream which all of the 5 senses came into play.
When I awoke I was wide awake. This usually isn't the case. I sleep 20 hour nights at times, not 8.
PS: My grammar SUCKS.
