So last night I had many, many dreams. But they all together has some meaning when put together so I'll tell them all in one. I'm in a dorm room (I never went to physical collage, and never had a drom, usually when my dream is trying to teach me something it is through my highschool). I'm smoking weed, and my bong is in the doorway. I head people coming up the stairs outside to use the top bathroom. I rush to hide the bong (seems to not be allowed). It is the dorm student lead and his girlfriend coming to take a shower. He asks how I'm finding the new place, seemlingly happy. Then sniffs as thinking he smells something. I'm not borthered and my face expression is unmoved. After a bit he said gladly buy and goes in the bathroom. I head back into my room, smoke some more weed. I hide the bong in the wall, and I fall asleep. I have this mysical almost phsyedlic dream where a wise old women figure asks me if I want to go further on my path, indicating it won't be easy, and the dream itself was very intense. I say yes and wake I'm in the dorm. The dorm dream ends, and what follows are 3 dreams that follow a similiar pattern. In the first I'm just in my house bathing where there is this spooky sound outside. I go to investigate and this creepy girl pops out of nowhere, I'm not scared more that I'm suprised. Because in the scare I gained some lucidity and realized I hadn't had nightmares in a while. In the second dream a similiar thing happen, but with more tension. The 2nd spoky girl took her time and I did get a bit scared, but also gain a bit more lucidity. The 3d dream I can remember a bit more. I'm again sitting in the bath, and I'm about 60% lucide. I'm pretty sure I'm in a dream, I'm naked in the bath and I hear the sound, being pretty sure I'm in a dream I didn't bother puting on cloths since it didn't matter. I seem to magically get cloths later (or atleast appear to not be naked). I hear a sound outside, and I say to myself it's probably my dad who has become a donkey. I walk outside and there it is my dad siting on the pavement as a donkey, quite detailed aswell. At that moment I become fully lucid. Now again a 3rd spooky girl started to appear again with tension. But this time I wasn't much phased, as I knew I was in a dream. After a bit I decide to go to the next dream and start walking into the house. But then realized, I can just go ask these little girls why they are her in all these dreams I'm having. I walk up to them and ask. Out of nowhere this Wise Old Women figure appears, I ask her. I then immediatly make a guess and ask are these the ghost of the little girls I might have hurt indirectly in the past. She smiles at me and says no, these little girls are part of you next development phase. You are to take care and raise them in these dreams. I look at them one by one, one seems to come from a house that physically abused her, another smoked a meth pipe in the dream, another was goth. And the 4th, a new girl not really remember. Seemling indicating she was always overlooked. All these girls where around 8-12 years old. I told the wise old women where these girls troubled, she said something indicating they have unconsiuss aspects of themselves that mirror yours, and through helping them release there unconiouss aspects, you are releasing you own. Then what followed where quite a few dreams, all of which I was fully lucid. Some where set in dark hostpital and ment to resemble a horror movie, where I needed to show courage. Other one I was in a mall and needed to find these little girls who are in the store, in that one I could find them one by one and drop them by this housewife. I remeber her, becuase in the dream it is indicated we are married (although just for that dream, and seemingly just to use her a checkpoint of sorts). She seemed like a housewive with no real inner life of her own, and it perplexed me for a moment or two, but then decided no need to think about it, it's a dream and I'm assigned to help these girls. Some more dreams passed by, and the last one I'm sitting on a park bench with one of the girls. She seems grown up, and we sitting and my unconiouss is flashing her, making her appear naked for brief intervals. And her unconiuss is flashing making her appear as a troubled goth drug addict. But both of us take no mind in this, we hug and I tell her I love her unconditionally and that our unconiouss isn't us, and working through it reveals the true us. She smiled.