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I had just gone back to sleep after waking up to early in the morning, so I guess that helped. Suddenly, I realize that I’m dreaming and I push my finger throw my palm without meeting any resistance.
I remember thinking “cool, now I can do whatever I want” and I start to fly. It was not as I’d imagined it to be. I could feel the wind blowing in my face and all that. I didn’t think it would be so realistic.

After a while I got tired of flying and decided to try something else. Unfortunately I got so stressed trying to come up with something else to do that I woke up. The dream lasted about ten minutes.

Not the most epic dream, but I’m glad to have experienced my first lucid. Hopefully I won’t wake up so rapidly next time.

I’m with my old friend, a girl who tried to kill herself a couple of years ago but lived. She says something, I don’t remember what, and I become furious. I hit her in the face to she falls to the ground. I kick her everywhere and I realize that she is going to die if I don’t stop. But no matter how hard I try to stop kicking her I just can’t. There is blood everywhere on my shoes and on my hands and a group of people have now gathered around me and my friend.
I beg them to do something and stop me from killing her but they just stand there, watching me with blaming eyes.
Suddenly, I hear sirens everywhere and the surrounding trees and bushes catch on fire. The people that was watching me beat up my friend earlier starts to chase me and are soon joined by the police and men wearing military uniforms.
I run throw the dark forest and those who hunt me are coming closer and closer and I realize that I’ll never outrun them, so I hide behind a large bush and they lose track of me. The sirens are gone and everything is now quiet. I’m starting to calm down but then I realize that I am sitting against a window. I turn around and see my friend that I abused earlier. Her face is pressed to the glace and there is blood pouring from her eyes and she looks scary as hell. She crushes the window and grabs me with her bleeding hands and pulls me throw it. Then I wake up.

Why do I have so many nightmares? I’m never afraid then I’m awake and it sure was awful watching her try to kill herself but it was many years ago now and she did survive. It’s annoying to have this dreams all the time.

I was out jogging in the forest, listening to music (Bruce Springsteen if that matters). When I come home I see my neighbor. He is standing next to my car looking angry. He points at my skateboard witch I for some reason have tied to my car and tells me to give it to him. Then I disobey he starts to grow and becomes very tall. He takes up a rusty knife from his pocket and chases me down the street until I wake up.

I remember saying this:
"My children might not be bad actors but they fall asleep quickly." Then I wake up. I don't have any kids.