A Vision?

Dreams, dreams, dreams. They're a wonder, aren't they? And Im not talking about bad dreams, like nightmares but good ones. Anyhow, during the night, I took a short nap. And I dreamt again. Well...I dreamt that I was in Paris and there was like this summer vacation thing. There were 30 Irsyadians, including me, along with 5 teachers. Well, everyone was sitting down and enjoying the view. I was walking along the streets, writing on a book, like a journal of some sort. But, as I was walking, I bumped into a girl. She was about my age.
I mumbled a 'sorry' and she returned with the most gorgeous smile ever. Her eyes sparkled and her hair flowed in the wind. I helped her pick up her books, which she had accidentally dropped when bumping into me. She thanked and in moments, we had started a conversation. She introduced herself as Elizabeth. So...we had a lovely time walking and talking. But, the day soon came to an end and we parted.
On my last day in Paris, I was sitting on a bench. I had woken up early so I had time to sit down and enjoy the view while I waited for the others to pack. While I was sitting down with my notebook, Elizabeth appeared and sat down beside. We had a chat and exchanged addresses so we could send letters to each other. Then, a girl appeared in front of me. I couldn't see her face much. It seems that only Elizabeth's face was clear. Anyway, she told me that we were leaving for the airport in 10 minutes.
So, Elizabeth and I said our farewells. But, just as I was about to grab my bag, Elizabeth kissed me. I felt...somehow different. A kind of sensation I had never felt before. She smiled at me.
"That's so you don't forget me...", she said.
Then, I left. I saw light. Seriously bright light. It turned out to be my room's light. It was turned on. Must've took a short nap. But a very interesting one...

Manipulating Dreams

So far...I've had a lot of dreams. As the holidays near, I think that I will undoubtedly be having more dream. Last night, I had a very funny dream.
There I was, standing outside of a dark, abandoned mansion. Beside me was Sam, from the show Reaper. Ok...not his again, I thought. Then, I thought of being the Devil's bounty hunter like Sam. Suddenly, I changed form. I wore a black vest. I had pointed ears. Sharp teeth. Long claws. Ruby red eyes...and I could fly!!!
Suddenly, three bikers passed by and started to pick on Sam. I did what I could and ripped one of the biker's arm apart. The second biker threw a grenade. As quickly as I could, I grabbed the grenade and hurled it back to the biker...then, everything went white.
I found myself sitting in a room. I was in Monica's room. There was a sleep-over. Ross was beside me. Joey sat beside Ross. Phoebe sat beside Joey and on her left was Rachel. On top was Monica and Chandler. They were looking down on us. Suddenly, the dream ended.
I woke and later found out I could make my own dreams. As soon as I think of something, the dream turns into my thoughts. Its pretty neat. I kinda like it. But currently, I've only slept at 1 in the morning and wake up at 12. Sheesh, I really need to wind up my brain timer. Its getting worked up...

A Nightmare

Do you watch the TV series, Heroes? Well...I had a dream. Well, more of a nightmare.
I was in a room with Peter Petrelli. He was in those hospital kinda clothes. Suddenly, Sylar entered the room. He held up his finger. I thought, he was going to kill me. Instinctively, I grabbed a scissors and jammed it in his chest. Again and again, I swiped him and stabbed him. He himself took a scissors but I cut off his arm with my scissors. I cut him again and again until he was only chunks of flesh. I took a breather. Peter was still sitting. Then I remembered, hadn't Sylar taken Claire's blood? He could regenerate!!!
I picked up a huge piece of wire mesh and started stabbing at the now, healing Sylar. I shouted at Peter to teleport us. After holding off Sylar from regenerating, I held Peter's arm and I was teleported...that was when I woke up.