What is your wierdest ever dream?

[Spriggs3.0]

My wierdest ever dream was based around the idea that i was in posession of the subtle knife from the his dark materials series. Bugs Bunny then proceeded to steal the subtle knife from me and I proceeded to chase him. I chased him through several different universes including futurama, the simpsons and Lyra's universe from the books. In Lyra's universe i got my daemon which was a barrow bird from the ilmoor chronicles (a bird which can only speak the ugly truth).

After chasing Bugs through a few more unmemorable universes i found Bugs lying on the ground and he told that he had been mugged by the one and only Optimus Prime, I followed Optimus through more universes during which i ate the barrowbird. I ended up on the bridge of the starship enterprise. Optimus then opened up and out came Captain Shakespeare from Stardust in a pink, frilly ladies' undergarment ( the one from the film). I shot Shakespeare with a phaser pistol and we started to fight with captain picard and the rest of the enterprise crew heckling me from a stage. I got the knife and managed to escape back to this universe where my mum subsequently told me to do the washing up.
That was my dream, please tell me yours.

[Kate Towns]

I had this dream ages ago, years ago evon. I was caight and taken to a giant barn, the steriotypical red american ones with wight beems, although the redness of it was cream instead. And when I was in side i was pused into a small compartment on a bread trolly, those big tall ones used for industrial use and stuff, i wasnt the only one though. Loads of kids where in these tiny spaces, the next thing I was going along a convrbelt as a pice of bread! It was exstreemly confuzing as some how I transformed out of my bread state and was human again. I ran outthe front doors, ended up on the roof of the barn which turn be a huge horse. Then I woke up. As I say it was years ago so I carnt rember the deatails apart from the fact that every thing in the room was cream coulered apart from the people.

[Jade]

This one isn't so much of a dream as it is a nightmare.

I was in fourth grade and for a field trip we were traveling to an island with Native Americans on it. Not modern day Native Americans, teepee-building, corn-collecting Native Americans. Anyway, we were each assigned to one of them, to study how they lived. My guy went down to the beach for a minute, but for some reason I didn't follow. Seconds later a gunshot echoed over the island and when my classmates and I ran towards the source we found my Native American lying there, dead.

The dream proceeded like a movie--we were suddenly standing outside the school, except there was a very extensive garden, with paths bordering flower beds like a grid. My homeroom teacher and my social studies teacher were there, chatting in a friendly way to us. For some reason a girl from my class was riding a pink tricycle, and all of a sudden I knew by the way the shadow of my social studies teacher and the tricycle overlapped (which I now realize was impossible, since the shadows were being projected in different directions) that the teacher was the murderer. I explained my theory to my classmates, who believed me, but no one did anything about it.

Some time later that week I was alone in the computer lab and the ghost of the Native American came to me and told me my theory was correct, before fading away.

In the next scene I was still in the computer computer lab, but it was the evening and strangely enough the whole class had blankets and pillows, and we were supposed to be sleeping in there. My homeroom teacher and the school counselor were also there. Suddenly, the door burst open and my social studies teacher was standing there, looking a lot more like a biker and holding a shotgun. She shot the other teachers and then released a hail of bullets around the room. At this point I put my head under my blanket, which saved me somehow. The teacher then told us to go and hide while she counted. If she found us, we'd be dead. I stumbled out of the computer lab and into the hall. Around the corner was a flight of stairs, which, even though I was at school, looked like the stairs from my house. I ran up them, conscious of how loud my steps sounded. I came to the landing, and it was definitely my house now. Instead of doing what I now realize was the sensible thing, to go to my parents room and let myself out through their window, I tried to hide behind our futon. The only light was coming from the stairwell, and the dream ended with the slow, clunking footsteps of my trigger-happy teacher ascending the stairs....

[Katie...I think]

I had a dream a few nights ago that I was married to Sirius Black and I was gonna have a baby. My grandma kept wanting to throw me a baby shower. Oh, and Sirius was letting Remus Lupin live in our basement. It was a nightmare! Those two are complete slobs. I woke up just before I went into labor.

I also had a dream once that my aunt built a roller coaster and i rode it and it crashed. Then, just before I hit the growned I screamed ARRESTO MOMENTUM! lol I saved myself and i didnt even have a wand.

Yeah, most of my dreams are harry potter related. sometimes they have to do with movies though. Once I had a dream that I was dating the Joker. It was AWESOME!