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1-2-08 I had an interesting dream last night. I am calling it a Lucid Dream because in the dream I realized that I was dreaming. Yet, the dream had such a hold of me that I did not reach full lucidity and the dream pulled me back in. I am not sure where to end the blue. Lucid Dream: I was in a store that supposedly belonged to my friend <PERSON>. I was the only one in the store. I had somehow let myself in while it was closed. I walked to toward the front of the store and saw that there was a mess on the floor. A soda had spilled and there were torn newspapers. I decided that I would clean them up. I did not want <PERSON> to have to deal with that when he came in. When I was just finishing cleaning up, I heard the front door of the store open. A guy that I supposedly recognized because he worked in the next store over, and a lady I know (<PERSON>) walked in. I apologized that the store was not really open and that I should have made sure the door was locked. <PERSON> looked at me very seriously. I knew something was wrong. I asked her if something was wrong, and she knodded. She told me that there had been a lot of ambulances and emergency vehicles in front of <PERSON>'s house earlier. That there had been gunshots heard. I asked if <PERSON> was alright. She slowly shook her head and said, "No.<PERSON> is dead." I remember standing there in shock, then falling to my knees. I put my hands over my face and I started to sob. <PERSON> had been my good freind. He was about to get married next Spring. He was so happy. What was <PERSON>, his fiancee, going to do now? All their hopes shattered. I needed to talk to <PERSON>. Then a funny thought went through my head. <PERSON> lived in Rhode Island. I was not in Rhode Island. How could <PERSON> have just driven by <PERSON>'s house? This did not make sense. Then it hit me. This must be a dream. It would be so wonderful it it was a dream. If this was a dream, then it probably meant that <PERSON> was not dead. I stood up and took off flying. Yes..this was a dream. I was so happy that this was a dream that I started to sing as I flew around the store. I sung about how everything was going to be alright now. I thought I did a great job with the song and even remember that I was making it all rhyme. But as I landed I started doubting. I knew that I was dreaming. But I did not know if this for sure meant that <PERSON> was okay. I cannot remember all the details of what happened next. I do remember my mom called me and did confirm that there were ambulances in front of <PERSON>'s house ealier. I started feeling upset again. If my mom saw the ambulances, it had to be real did not it? I decided that the only was to find out for sure was to drive by <PERSON>'s house and see. Things get fuzzy again. I remember being in the car with <PERSON> and we were passing these big sequoia trees. I saw one house that had built its living room around the tree. I thought that would be so cool to have a tree in the house. I do not remember getting to <PERSON>'s house. And at this point there was no lucidity left.