Lucid Dream

Date: 6/22/2016

I studied the scene around me. A large corn field with several scarecrows hanging on a cross (Similar to Jesus/ Jeepers Creepers). I watched as the wheather changed from sunny to rainy. The rain hit the grassy ground. The wind took its anger out on the corn stalks, violently swaying them back and forth. Tuner crackled in the distance, lightning flashing soon after. I felt afraid. My heart was hampering against my chest I noticed the scarecrow slowly rising from the cross. The storm clouds shifted uneasily, as they let out another violent torrent. I was doomed. Then out of nowhere, millions of crowd began to cawk and flap around me. I thrash around, flinging my arms in the air. My eyes slowly closed as I became covered in crows. Then I remembered, I'm dreaming. I remembered this because I have never went to a farm before nor have I seen a scarecrow in real life. I said it out loud and everything froze. I was overwhelmed. I slowly pushed the crowd away and they stiffly fell to the ground. The scarecrow was gone when I looked at the spot I last saw (seen) it. "Boo!" Someone whispered in my ears. I turned around with such speed that I almost fell to the ground... there stood the scarecrow.