March 15, 2013: The dream started off in a small orphanage consisting of only one room, the entire building resembling a log cabin. I was walking around and thinking about something that I cannot recall. Suddenly, I got an idea. I found an object, and reached for it (though not grabbing it), and pressured my hand as if closing it, though not doing so. The item suddenly shattered. I thought it was awesome! At this point, I became aware I was in somebody else's body; a girl's. I willed myself to switch to another body, quickly entering a males body. I'm not sure if I was in my real body, but it doesn't really matter.
Anyway, in this form, I did something (don't remember what) that gave me a lot of power. At first, I had considered killing everyone in the orphanage, but my morals took over. changing my mind. Instead, I looked up at the wooden ceiling, willing it to it to be lifted up off the walls that supported it. Though I wasn't really sure if it was true, I felt as though some of the people were starting to feel fearful of me. Nonetheless, I lifted the ceiling off the walls, and carried up the other people into the air by using my wind ability. It was right at this point that I discovered that it was a dark night and the buildings around me appeared to be as early as the colonial ages.
Deciding it was time for me to go back down, so I took the ceiling and the other people down, back into the building. Not too long afterwards, the workers in the orphanage begun taking out the walls insulator, in which I helped them a bit with my power. Finally, they told us all that we had to leave the building, so I flew out again and looked over the town for the second time. Suddenly, time skipped.
I found myself in an old house with my adoptive family. Some of the people around me were wearing cloaks and hats that would appear in and out of visibility. As odd as it was, I didn't feel scared of them at all, but I yelled at them in what seemed to be gibberish. My adoptive sister (Becca, my actual sister in real life) asked me what I was doing. Without giving her a straight answer, I decided to show her what I could do. I briefly left the room and picked up a small car model, and carried it back into the room she was in. I told her to watch what I was about to do, setting the car model on the ground.
I reached for it like I had with the object in the beginning, squeezing my muscles in my hand. However, it did not get destroyed this time; it changed into a completely different type of car. I did this a few more times until I decided to do the opposite, and 'open' my hand. Doing so, the car model flew into my hand. I put it back onto the ground, and continued to change its form until it became a white NASCAR, but I went to the next model, immediately regretting it. I told my sister this, and 'closed' my hand, imagining it changing back into its previous form; it worked. The dream ended.
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I just wanted to say that the following dream will be very long, as it has taken awhile to write (partially due to lack of will to write it, no pun intended). So, I'm just curious if it'll be a lot longer than the previous dream I posted, because it's very likely. Admittedly, I'm pretty excited to see how long it'll appear!
Anyway, in this form, I did something (don't remember what) that gave me a lot of power. At first, I had considered killing everyone in the orphanage, but my morals took over. changing my mind. Instead, I looked up at the wooden ceiling, willing it to it to be lifted up off the walls that supported it. Though I wasn't really sure if it was true, I felt as though some of the people were starting to feel fearful of me. Nonetheless, I lifted the ceiling off the walls, and carried up the other people into the air by using my wind ability. It was right at this point that I discovered that it was a dark night and the buildings around me appeared to be as early as the colonial ages.
Deciding it was time for me to go back down, so I took the ceiling and the other people down, back into the building. Not too long afterwards, the workers in the orphanage begun taking out the walls insulator, in which I helped them a bit with my power. Finally, they told us all that we had to leave the building, so I flew out again and looked over the town for the second time. Suddenly, time skipped.
I found myself in an old house with my adoptive family. Some of the people around me were wearing cloaks and hats that would appear in and out of visibility. As odd as it was, I didn't feel scared of them at all, but I yelled at them in what seemed to be gibberish. My adoptive sister (Becca, my actual sister in real life) asked me what I was doing. Without giving her a straight answer, I decided to show her what I could do. I briefly left the room and picked up a small car model, and carried it back into the room she was in. I told her to watch what I was about to do, setting the car model on the ground.
I reached for it like I had with the object in the beginning, squeezing my muscles in my hand. However, it did not get destroyed this time; it changed into a completely different type of car. I did this a few more times until I decided to do the opposite, and 'open' my hand. Doing so, the car model flew into my hand. I put it back onto the ground, and continued to change its form until it became a white NASCAR, but I went to the next model, immediately regretting it. I told my sister this, and 'closed' my hand, imagining it changing back into its previous form; it worked. The dream ended.
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I just wanted to say that the following dream will be very long, as it has taken awhile to write (partially due to lack of will to write it, no pun intended). So, I'm just curious if it'll be a lot longer than the previous dream I posted, because it's very likely. Admittedly, I'm pretty excited to see how long it'll appear!
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