lucid

I say this is the first REAL LD because it was the first of its kind. And also the first one where I wasn't just in my bedroom freaking out. I actually made a scene and went there. You'll see. If anyone knows what kind of LD this is (i'm thinking a long drawn-out DILD) please comment and put it there.

I'll start out with a briefing of my night. I could not get ANY sleep. I woke up at 2:00 and tried normally going to sleep multiple times, with no avail. So I got my phone and listened to a playlist, and drew a picture.
After this, I read a sort-of wiki site about movie tropes. It's my kind of place to be. I did this until 5:45.

So then, I decided to try WILDing. Sorta like a WBTB WILD. I was very successful getting an amazing SP, and I even felt a dream body, but then my mom decided to wake up and make noise. Second try, And the dog decides to come upstairs and jump on me. I curse at her and try one more time, this time I just let myself slip asleep.

In my dreams that I'm not writing, I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that I was asleep. But not until I saw a family of suitcase-head people did I decide to yell out to the world, "I'm dreaming! These suitcase people are impossible!" They disappeared, and I ended up in my dreamscape.

(Lucid=blue, semi=red)
I found myself in a mini-mall type place. There were people I knew and recognized there. One was my old reading teacher. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a straw hat. I looked at him and said loudly, "You aren't real! This is a dream!" Everybody looked at me like I was crazy.

I tried saying "Accio wand" so I could perform magic, but I realized I needed a WAND to perform Accio so that failed miserably.

I heard my phone beep, as in an incoming text message. I turned to the sound and saw David and Dylan on this random couch. I went around to join them and assumed David was the one with my phone. So I took it from him, and saw he was playing this mind-reader-cryptic-random app. I tried typing "you're in a dream" into the funky keyboard, but it was turned into "cutey-boy sky" so I grunted and gave it back to him.

He leaned over next to me so I could watch. I must've only been semi-lucid, because I wasn't making him do that. (it seemed like something he might do anyway) Anywhat, He asked if it bothered me. I said no and let him stay there. He felt like a cozy dog next to me. I like dogs. I just sat for about 4 seconds, taking in the vividness of the dream. (maybe my dog was laying next to my body in real! That would be cool and plausible.)

At some point, David asked Dylan to hand him my phone. But I thought HE had my phone, so I asked "wait.... thats NOT my phone you were using?" He handed it to me and said "Yeh, I knew it was yours because it was my favourite."

"What?" I was sort-of confused. He came up with this WEIRD analogy. "I keep track of where my favourite is. Like a drug dealer. they may test a pack and say 'ooh! I like that' and put that one aside and test another and say 'ew, that one was bad'". I stood up, crazed by his analogy. He is in no way a user of drugs in real life.

I turned and say Jorge Garcia and exclaimed, "It's Hurley from LOST!" and pointed. Dylan and David turned and David said (which was supposedly a Kate Austen reference) "Then why don't you go swim in papa's pond?"

He and I got into a heated argument about LOST. He kept saying "the plane is going to CRASH and you're going to DIE!" And I was trying to prove that it was a DREAM! and I wasnt about to die. At the end of the argument, He was standing behind the couch near the railing, and I leaned over the couch and pointed in his face and said (and I remember this word for word):
"You know WHY I'm not going to die? Cause this is a DREAM! A DREAM!"
He just looked at me defeatedly, and Dylan finally spoke up:

"prove it."

By this time I was super Lucid. I took his challenge and stood on the couch. Then I jumped off and flew around the mall. I was scared; it was my first time flying. But it felt AWESOME! And Dylan and David's faces were open and dumbfounded by the time I woke up.