Sering Mengalami Lucid Dream Novels & Stories

Her voice is disembodied, filling the whole space. I am praying in my mind that I wake up. It feels so real and the same time, I can tell myself that I'm in a dream. That is what makes it so scared. It is a conflicting lucid dream. I shake my head and suddenly, I hear a thunderous sound and drifting my attention to the sky, I see nothing. A gasp escapes my throat when she's now in front of me, my frame towering over hers.

she opened her eyes and looked at her mom. "I told you not to lucid dream often. It may affect your mental health," her mom said. "Mom, what's the importance of having a power like Lucid dreaming if I wouldn't use it?" she asked philosophy. "Nicole, sleep paralysis is always twin to Lucid dreaming. See what happens to your great-grandmother who Lucid dreams about often? She died," her mother said while preparing her uniform. "Mom, I'm not like her who abused it and escape reality," she replied.

I hug her as tight as I can and she does the same. "I had the craziest dream," I tell her. "So did I, I was locked in the school and there were these demon-like creatures and..." I cut her off "and we lay there lifeless under the demon." She looked at me shocked "Did we have the same dream?" "I think so." "Did we astral project?" she looks at me "No, if anything it was a very realistic lucid dream and we both shared the same dream." I look at her while explaining "I've heard you can dream the same as someone but to both lucid dream the same thing, that is a whole different level."

I suddenly opened my eyes, drenched in sweat. My heart hammered against my ribs like it wanted to escape. The tent was quiet, sunlight softly filtering through the fabric. “Oh my God… it was just a dream,” I sighed, relief crashing over me. But the images lingered Liam’s intense eyes, his hands on me, the way my body had betrayed me so completely. Who on earth has dreams like that about their friend? About their complicated, once-best-friend-turned-enemy? I felt deeply embarrassed, almost horrified. It was like a twisted horror movie playing in my subconscious.

We snuggle up, and despite the shitstorm that is currently my life, I fall asleep fast. But the feeling of peace doesn’t last long. I’m dreaming, and I know it. I’ve had lucid dreams before, but this one is different. It’s not like I’m making things up as they go, watching my unconscious unfold and be able to control what’s going to happen.

Something such as this was never supposed to happen. She thought she had everything under control and Manager Lucia will never find out about her but she was wrong. "Someone wake me from this dream" Lucia hits herself in the head whilst trying to convince her mind that this was all a dream. It was not real. She was stuck in a dream. She pushed her hand through her head in confusion and paced around aimlessly. Linda stood there watching. Only a few more push and Lucia night have a panic attack. Linda told her softly, "You have to calm down, Manager Lucia. I'll explain things"

"What a relief, she is still breathing." "Hey, wake up" Ceren tapped Lucia gently. Lucia struggled to open her eyes due to the effect of the drug and when she did, the first thing she saw was Ceren's frightened face. "Am I dreaming right now?" she asked calmly. "This is not a dream, I think you should get up. We are in trouble"

She sudden felt that the light scaping at the ending point of that deep well. She closed her eyes and thought that everything she experience was just a part of dream. She make a free fall to the highest part of the well down to the bright lights below and let her lucid dream end.

As she had said, she was willing to tell him what was happening to him. "You see, Mark, you and I, and a few of the people at that party last night, have a talent. Everyone has it, actually, but in most people it never wakes up. People with this talent are what scientists call lucid dreamers, we can control our dreams, but we also go beyond that. "We can control the dreams of others as well as our own dreams, and we can affect their waking minds by conditioning them right in their dreams." "You mean we can control people's minds?" Mark sounded incredulous.

Archer shouted. “Gee, how calming and relaxing,” Peggy said dryly. Archer realized his mistake and stepped back. “Sorry, I-” “You’re on edge; a lot has happened,” Peggy said. “Maybe we should all take a nap…” *** Ariadne blinked awake. She didn’t normally have dreams, just lay in the black void for hours until she woke up. Tonight was different. “A lucid dream,” she murmured, looking at her hands. “Huh. Not had one of these since-”