sleeepy

I was dreaming that I had joined some type of pixie group that hid their powers and kept to themselves. I then somehow realized I was in a dream because my state of mind is very paranoid and I get suspicious pretty easily. I created this group to be evil, they were after me because I realized I was lucid dreaming. I needed to get away and I was really scared because I couldn't move my body, but my main priority was getting away from the pixies. I was walking away and told them I needed water when I started running and they chased after me. I knew that It was my dream and I could take advantage of the situation by creating a void of darkness that would take me somewhere else where I was away and that only I could go through it. So, as the bad nerd as I was, I did that and jumped in. Now that I was out, I just wanted to get out of the lucid dream. I knew what was happening but I was scared because I thought I would be trapped forever. I tried killing myself, inflicting pain, screaming, NOTHING WORKED. I overheard a cough from an old man and I opened the door to see him dying. That's when I broke, because I'm so extremely sensitive to death and I care about others more than myself. I screamed in agony next to him, didn't work. The only other thing however that could possibly work but had so many infinite outcomes that were unknown was of letting it all happen to me, to stop fighting. So I did, and I woke up.
That's the story of my first Lucid Dream.