Zödra

It is pretty hard for me to remember when one dream ends and another begins, since most of the time my dreams from one night are continuous. I know that I had at least 2 epics from this, it might have been a dream before as well.

Interesting side note:
While going to sleep I was thinking of a world in which the dead people are there and the live people, but the dead people can still interact with everything but the other humans. Can't see or hear them, but they can interact through objects. If a live person accidentally runs into a dead person, the live one wouldn't feel it and the dead one would feel it, not just go flying. The movie of course could have the ending "He has been dead the whole time" now cliche ending. Or it could just be a different type of world and you would know it the whole time. Not an amazingly new concept, but fun to think about. On to the dream.

Blue
I was in the world that I had created before bed. There are dead people and live people every where. I can see and interact with both even though I am alive. I can also tell when people are dead. That majority are alive, but because of the nature of the world, most people don't care about death too much. They can talk to all their dead loved ones by notes or anything like that. There is also a crazy game going around that people are going around the school and putting down blue mats. You have to put a picture of yourself on the mat to show that you made it. The mats are in very precarious and hard to get positions. I tell people not to do this, since lots are dying from it, but I love the challenge and go across several. One of them had a specific thing that you couldn't see on the way there or you were disqualified. I watched someone go through and fail by seeing it, and I realized that the only way to not see the things was to close your eyes as you go across monkey bars (height 30 feet up and each bar was about 5 feet away from the other) and to jump across a 10 foot gap. I made it After I had made it across, I met a girl that was very afraid (She was about 10). She said that something was wrong with her body and that if she ever hit anything too hard, she would blow up. She kept a distance from people and was never happy. People also kept a distance from her. I sat down and talked with her for a long time and we got along well. She wanted me to leave at first since she thought I would be afraid of her, but when she realized that I wasn't leaving she enjoyed my company.

Happy-sad
I am walking around the school for a long time. I don't know what to do, there doesn't seem to be much of a plot. I keep seeing dead people running into alive people and falling over. The alive people of course not knowing what they had done. I mostly talked with dead people since they were pretty enamored by me. I heard someone yell my name and I turned around. I was tackled by the "exploding girl" I can tell that she has died, but this makes no difference to me. She is extremely happy that she doesn't have to be afraid anymore. I am glad that we can actually hang out and do things now that she is dead without fear of killing her (ironic? ). I am very happy for her and glad that she can now enjoy life, but then a realization hits me. This is a dream, she isn't real, when you wake up she will be gone forever and her fear will be realized. I decide that there is nothing that I can do, except enjoy the last bit of her life with her. Knowing the ending will only make me sad the whole time, I forget that I am dreaming for her.
"What do you want to do?" I ask.
"Lets go jump on a trampoline! I never could before and it looked so fun!"
We both go there and I grab a couple of my dead friends, there is a trampoline set specifically for dead people that is bigger and can have an unlimited number of people on it since they can't get hurt. I get on it even though I can get hurt. We jump for about 10 minutes and I wake up.

Conclusion
I thought that it was interesting that if everyone in the world died, everyone would be happy together, and that the girl was afraid of something that would actually take away all her fears. I was pretty aware when I became lucid, but the dream already had too much substance to it, and knowing that she wasn't real except in there made me sad. Her being happy when dead reminded me of this song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4