ProudasaPeacock

My second lucid. (very short)

Waking Life
Non-Lucid Dream
Lucid Dream

I am in a tropical-themed restaurant in Cornwall at night. With me are my grandparents on my mums side, my mum, and my sister. I try to make conversation, but everything I say is contradicted. After a few minutes I get sick of it and I run off into a stone barn. Inside it is musty and damp. There is an indoor balcony type thing reached with a set of stairs. My aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents all from my dads side of the family come in with my sister.
They all walk up to the balcony, but I stay behind. Suddenly a great big dog comes in and starts growling at me. I manage to avoid it by jumping up and grabbing on to the balcony, and it calms down. I let go and land safely. I go over to my sister, who is looking at a bookshelf. She mentions a book that she likes. We all leave the barn and run down a grassy hill to a stone farmhouse. I realise I am on my grandparents (on my fathers side) farm in Yorkshire. We run into the house. Most of my cousins (more than I have in real life) run into a bedroom, while my sister and I stay behind with everyone else. Everything in the room suddenly starts getting wrecked and I worry it'll be blamed on me. White light and sparks appear before my eyes. I turn to one of my cousins, a dark haired girl about my age, and ask her "Are we dreaming?". I look down at my hands. My left hand has odd fingers and my right has none at all. I realise that I am in fact dreaming. The girl and I get really excited, but the room continues breaking. The floors and walls are now falling apart. I reset the room, but forget I'm dreaming. I am back to when my cousins ran into a bedroom. My dark haired cousin is nowhere to be seen. My sister goes into a bathroom, but some guys try to get into it. I lean against the door to prevent them entering. After a few seconds they give up and walk off, grumbling. I decide to see what's going on in the bedroom my cousins went into. I enter, but they don't notice me. I overhear them say they hate me and want me to go back to Canada. This hurts me, so I leave the room and sit down in a chair. Two boys, both about 12, come out of the bedroom. They keep looking at me and speaking in hushed voices. One of them runs up and puts a white buzz cut wig on me when I'm not looking. I don't notice, and they start to snigger. I sit down on a rug and start to absentmindedly dig a hole in it with my finger. Suddenly one of my aunts notices the hole I'd dug and gets mad at me. I apologise, saying I didn't mean to. She tells me it's alright and that I wasn't in trouble, but says it's just another way for the lavender petals to get under the rug. She lifts up the rug and underneath it's piled with rose petals (not lavender, oddly enough). She sighs and starts methodically picking them up, one by one. The 12 year old boys start throwing rose petals on the spot she's picking them up but she yells at them to stop without turning around. She then asks me why I'm wearing a wig. I suddenly notice and take it off quickly. Underneath my hair is incredibly sweaty from being under the hot wig. I quickly run off to the bathroom, embarrassed, while the boys laugh at me. I start washing my face and hair with soap and water. It takes a while, but I eventually finish. I reach over for a towel, but the door opens and the boys see me with bubbles all over my hair and face. They start laughing again and I quickly close the door, red faced. I dry my face and hair. I then notice a laptop sitting on a bathroom shelf. I look at it. It has the old grey box layout and there's a message for me on it. I open the message. It's from my grandparents on my mothers side. The message says that a video of me with them on a roller coaster had gone viral on youtube. This confuses me as I don't remember going on any roller coasters with them. The video is attached in the message and I look at it. It shows me with stupid hair screaming incredibly high pitched. I become even more embarrassed and wake up.