DREAM: am I really a man?

Had a strange dream last night. Only remember bits of it, but definitely remember how REAL it felt, so I don't know what that says about me..... but here goes anyway:

Me and my friend Kelly were, well, friends. We played together on a very competitive volleyball team. She was super tall, super pretty, super popular and for whatever reason, I was her absolute best friend on earth. We did everything together, you would've thought we were sisters. I remember that in the dream it seemed as if we were getting closer and closer. Every time there was a party or a sleepover or an away-game we'd always share the same sleeping bag or bed or even if we were just hanging out, we'd, like, cuddle while we were watching tv. I never really thought anything of it, it just seemed naturally comfortable and that was all. Then things started getting weird around the other players of the team. They were always looking at me funny and Kelly would whisper to them, but I never knew what she was saying. Then one night the whole team was hanging out, watching a movie and me and Kelly were towards the front of the room, laying on the ground. I was laying on my side and Kelly right behind me, laying in the same direction but kind of propped up on her side and one arm was kind of casually draped over me, too. For some reason, the whole team got onto Kelly and I don't remember much detail after that. Just that I could hear bits and pieces of what she was whisper-yelling to them. Something about how she was finally happy and couldn't they just deal with it, that she'd found the love of her life but that she still had some things she had to work on before everything was resolved. This is where I kind of went, wait what? I had a feeling she was talking about me, but in my head, we were JUST friends. I never even thought to think of her as anything else. But then it gets even weirder. Suddenly we're alone in someone's trailer or something and I'm crying and pissed off because she had embarrassed me. I didn't want anyone thinking I was a lesbian or anything. I could care less about whether she was or anyone else was, but I knew I just wasn't. THEN she hits me with the fact that I am a male instead of a female. Excuse me, what?!? All I remember is her saying "I didn't even know until after I'd already fallen in love with you" and that since she had found out, she'd been trying to find a way to tell me. (I have no clue how she came to the realization that I was a man? I vaguely remember her pointing or doing something to my leg and/or neck). It was all just very strange. But I remember how real it felt when she told me I was really a man and let me tell you, that is a scary predicament to be put in. I immediately woke up and was beyond freaked out.

DREAM:

Everything was white. As in blinding, flash, entire world of emptiness white, the way dreams are sometimes. And then, suddenly, it was like there was a small window in the white that showed a black storm zooming in and in.

[credit:] steelblue71 @NaNoWriMo

PLOT: visions of murder

FMC has dream of murder. Thinks nothing of it until she sees the body on the news the next morning. Freaks out, but life goes on. Then, has another dream. Decides to go to police this time even though she knows they are going to laugh at her. They do. Until they find the second body. Then she is suddenly the main suspect. DNA the same or similar somehow? She is in custody when they find the third body. Find out she's seeing through the eyes of a twin sister she didn't even know she had.

PLOT: life lesson

MC has a near death experience in first chapter. ... then follows the rest of the story. Come to find out the MC never woke up in beginning and the rest is (whatever experience you decide). MC is still in a coma and this is all a dream. So when he wakes up, the whole thing becomes a life lesson. He needs to change his life or it'll end up just like his comatose dream.

CHARACTER TYPE: dream controller(?)

Dream Controller (?) - has the ability to contact and/or control others through their dreams

WRITING: stabbing dream - written in high school

He could hear the rhythmic breathing of the girl, could see her angelic face laying peacefully against the pillow. How great he would feel when he ripped the life away from her. He could almost feel the coldness of the knife through the black leather of his gloves. He walked slowly toward the bed, silently getting closer until he was standing above her. He looked down at the girl, her blond hair spread around her in a halo and raised his hand. The blade glinted silver in the moonlight just before it was brought down into the girl's stomach again and again. His heart was pounding, blood rushing as he plunged the knife deeper and deeper. He heard the echo of his laughter...

Brandon Trent sat bolt upright in bed, sweat drenching him. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was 4:30 in the morning. Take it easy, Bran, he told himself. It was just a dream.

PLOT: dream walker

MC is a popular girl at school. She's head cheerleader, dating the captain of the basketball team, in charge of prom committee, etc. Mysterious new guy moves to town, she starts seeing him in her dreams at night. Come to find out he's a "dream walker". He's getting into her dream to get her to know him without knowing it's really him. Still pretends like he doesn't know her at school. Couldn't come up with much past that....