I "woke up" and got out of bed and walked into my living room thinking I was awake (even though I was still dreaming)
I saw my mother standing over in the dining room sorting through a closet and walked up to her. I said, "good morning mom." Then she turned around and said good morning back. However, her face looked slightly different than her face does in real life. Thanks to my tactic of doing reality checks in real life whenever I feel weird or something weird happens, I held my nose and tried to breathe through it. I COULD and at this point I became lucid.
I ran back into my room and found my bed had white sheets instead of the normal blue, and I tried to read a book from my shelf, but the letters were just gibberish. After that, I wasted no time and instantly felw through the wall of my house and hovered over my neighborhood. I had the idea of going up into space, but I decided that it would be too scary (space is also where all the aliens are too). I flew around my neighborhood for about fifteen minutes. For some reason when I fly in my dreams, I have to do the breaststroke swimming maneuver to move through the air, this can become tiring in my dream, any advice on how to glide fast and smooth? My speed comes in bursts too. Anyways, continuing on...
I came down to rest in a park setting that I did not recognize. There was a fountain and some of my friends there, along with a bunch of strangers. I started practicing on how to jump from a height and gently float down, and how to jump very high. While I was doing this, an african american man wearing a maroon polo shirt and khakis walked up to me. I asked him if he knew that he was in my dream and he said yes. I decid to ask him a bunch of math questions and other questions about the world and geography and other stuff and he got alot of them correct.
Later in my dream, some random guy brought me flying out into the woods. We both flew through the woods for a long time, until we came across the Roman coleseum out in the middle of a large forest. We stood at the top and he told me to try doing something he called "the hundred yard stare".
I could look as hard as I could at a spot very far away, and my vision would zoom in very close so I could see things from a great distance.
Later we would jump off of the top of the coleseum and fly down into the middle, skimming just above the bleachers. That was pretty epic.
The last scene was me in a sort of chateau like building and it was raining and snowing outside. I wanted the rain and snow to stop so that I could go and play around outside. So I closed my eyes and said, "when i open my eyes, the rain and snow will have stopped."
When I opened my eyes, I was standing outside in the rain and snow. LOL.
I teleported back into the building. At this point I had been in my dream for what felt like about two hours. I was getting kind of bored. So I decided to see if I could make myself wake up. I closed my eyes, and then snapped them open quickly while yelling WAKE UP!
I was awake in my bed, and instantly began writing down my dream.
None of you guys have any idea how many reality checks I did that morning after waking up for real. False awakenings can be pretty convincing. The first one seems to make me always want to question my self as to if i am REALLY awake...
Yeah, FAs are very confusing. S few days ago I dreamed that I woke up, and I began to write a dream down in my dream journal. I didn't became Lucid. Then I woke up (real life), and began to wrote it down, and I was just thinking "is this real?".
but I wouldn't wanna live there. ~ Adam Young
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