When I woke up this morning, I was dreaming about visiting my Spanish friend, Estefanía, in Lanzarote. The stupid thing is that she is not even from Lanzarote: she is from Tenerife. She is also living in England.

I went to Lanzarote with Yu Lee, and I'm pretty sure there was at least on other person travelling with us, possibly my brother, Bob. When we got there we waited for Estefanía and it was raining. I remember thinking "Every time I come to Lanzarote it rains" which is not true as I've been there once (as an adult) and it was sunny the whole time.

When we met Estefanía she took us to her parents' house, but then she had to go an do something so she left us there. In the meantime her mum and brothers arrived at the house. I went to the hallway to greet them.

"Hola."

Her mum looked at me and smiled and replied "Hola."

Then I came back into the living room, and her brothers came in too. There were loads of them and they were all very young.

"Hola." I said again, this time her youngest brother replied in perfect English.

"Hi. We don't really speak Spanish, we prefer to speak English."

"¿Por qué?" I asked. "Why?"

"Porque (because) it's a more useful language than Spanish." (or words to that effect)

Later Estefanía arrived and I went outside with her, and we were alone in the garden. I told her (in Spanish) that I thought it was strange that her brothers didn't speak any Spanish.

That's the last thing I remember before waking up.

Another weird thing about this dream is that the island didn't look at all like Lanzarote: it was green and forested, with English style buildings and no mountains anywhere.

When I woke up I was having a very strange but very vivid dream. It had a lot of themes mixed up in it: staying with my mum and my brother, my brother buying a new house and having lots of problems with it, it getting late in the year and winter drawing near.

The last thing that happened is that we all went out for breakfast, and everyone's meals started turning up. I hadn't even ordered my food yet, and it turned out that you had to order at the till but I thought it was table service. Mum offered to give me hers but I said I wasn't hungry and didn't want anything anyway.

The breakfast that came was also pretty weird, it somehow seemed like a cross between a normal English breakfast, and sausage and bean casserole and a Cornish pasty!

When my alarm went off and I woke up I was very groggy, so maybe this was a non-rem (deep sleep) dream?

This morning I was dreaming about playing computer games. Me and my brother had a game that we'd played the demo of so many times that we knew every secret, and we'd just bought the full version. The full version didn't have the demo level in and was much more difficult.

Yu Lee asked if she could have a go and she was completely useless at it. I showed her that she could change the camera mode to see if that helped, but I didn't think it would as the other camera mode was useless. Then, all of a sudden, with the camera set to a mode where you couldn't even see what you were doing, she started to do really well and dived off the edge of a platform into a giant '8 ball' that we hadn't seen, which took her to a secret level with lots of cool stuff.

When my alarm went off I was dreaming, and it was a weird dream!

I was out with my brother and one of my school friends, and they wanted to go and steal something but I wasn't keen. We went to a random house and knocked on the door, and before the girl who answered could say anything we ran up her stairs and sat on her bed. The others talked to her and I went into another room and stole a Frisbee and left on my own.

I played with my Frisbee for a while in a place that looked like Cambridge Science Park, then returned to my Mum's house. It was dark, and there was news that someone had been burgled and they knew who'd done it, and the council were sending a giant monster statute to stand outside the thief's house.

The statue walked straight past the house and I went up stairs to find a new memory card for my phone. I emptied my pockets and changed my shoes as I thought the girl would think that I was someone else because of the shoes I was wearing.

I went outside in the dark and then I realised I had nothing on me apart from the front door key to my house. I got lost and couldn't remember my way back.

I walked past some garages and someone was shouting for help but I was scared so I walked past. The next person walking past went to help them, but it was a trap and the person calling help beat him up and filmed it for his website.

I was self concious that the girl who I stole the Frisbee from would be looking for me and would recognise me because of my trousers. I found the way to my house and went inside.

Weird!

I dreamt that I was staying at one of my Spanish friends' house while she was out, so that I could make sure she didn't get burgled. She told me to help myself to anything I wanted.

Yu Lee and my brother were there with me, and there was a fruit machine type of thing in her house. My brother found a box with some change in it and he spent it all in the fruit machine, and won loads of change (mainly 1 and 2 pence pieces) back and put it back in the box.

When my friend got back she told him that she didn't want all of the change.

I was visiting my mum and she was living in the house I grew up in. My brother was there but my mum wasn't, and Yu Lee was with me.

I'm not sure who invited her but after a little while a fat girl came to the house and someone commented that they "knew what was going to happen". A bit later my brother started making out with the fat girl, and then they announced that they were "going up stairs".

I don't understand why but they decided that they were going to go to my room, and my bed wasn't made because no one had been living in there so I followed them upstairs. First I told them to make the bed but then when it was clear that they weren't going to do this I went in after them, and while they were kissing quickly put a sheet on the bed.

At that point my alarm went off and woke me up.

I dreamt that my brother had bought a house a while ago but for some legal reason hadn't moved in yet, although he had paid a deposit and been paying the mortgage. We were talking and as we talked the house that he'd bought sounded more and more like our house. In the end we went to get the paper work for our house and it was all fake and it turned out that we'd both bought the same house, and that we'd basically been scammed out of our money!

The more I think about it the more ridiculous that sounds!

This dream was a nightmare.

I dreamt that my brother was visiting me and we were drinking wine, and I suddenly realised that he had gone to the kitchen to get another drink and not returned. When I went to the kitchen there was broken glass everywhere so I went to look for him and I eventually found him unconscious in the bath covered in blood.

I dreamt that I was in the back of a car with my brother and one of my work mates (someone else was driving). My brother was sleeping and talking in his sleep, when all of a sudden he climbed into the back and straddled my friend. It was clear from what he was saying that he was dreaming about going to the toilet and he unzipped his trousers pointing in the direction of my friends face.

By this time we were all shouting for him to stop and my friend was pushing him off, and eventually he woke up. I said something like "That was close" and my friend said "Close? My face is wet that was more than close". My brother was apologising.

I was dreaming that I was in Spain, visiting my dad, and I had been at a bar drinking. We all went back to my dad's house and there were a lot of people in the front room, drinking and talking, and my brother was there too.

The layout of the house was completely different to real life, and the living room opened out into a very narrow kitchen - it seemed more like a corridor with kitchen appliances in it.

I was standing in the kitchen with Yu Lee, when all of a sudden my brother came through the door and said "I feel really sick". He staggered into the kitchen, and just about made it to the sink where he threw up, and then immediately collapsed on the floor and puked some more. At that moment Dad walked in and said "Have you seen what he's just done on the floor in there?" and I woke up feeling hot, sweaty and thirsty!