Short Stories with Tragic Endings

Again, I wake up from a dream I do not recall and decide to MILD

I am walking through an alley of a town and it is dark. It gets light and for some reason
I do a reality check. My finger goes through my palm and I am surprised. It is now daylight
and I know I am dreaming. I get out my phone and, unlike most of my dreams, it works fine.
Unfortunately, My crush's number is not in my contacts. It doesn't even cross my mind to
enter it in manually as I am only partially lucid. I try the "open door" technique several times.
The first time, it brings up someone completely different who attacks me. After fighting her
off, I try again several times to no avail. The time is actually brings her into the dream, she
is about six inches tall. I try a few other things all of which fail. The dream ends.

I am at a building and I have just received a letter. It is a company offering me a job because
they are so impressed with my piece, "Dance of Dreams". I am excited. I walk out of the building
into a grassy area and I find myself in a grocery store with my mom. I see my marching band
director, Mr. Decker, and show him the letter. He says "Good job". Later, in the checkout, I show
the letter to my mom. She is delighted. The checkout comes to $700. I then find myself in a dorm
that is apparently for my high school even though it is not a boarding school. I am visiting. I walk
down a hall to a place where a bunch of people are sitting I see one of my friends, standing, and
I talk to him. I notice that sitting in the group of about six or seven people, is my crush. I say "hi"
and awkwardly move to the end of the hallway where it turns right. At the end of the next hall there
is an open door and I see another friend from high school. He says he has to get a shower but we
should get lunch later. I agree, then go to the next room which is mine. I examine the letter again.
It has a lot of information about my piece including the key which was listed as D ( it is really Eb )
as well as the solfege progression, all in the some table. It had then turned to being a college
asking me to transfer which I am quite disgusted by as I love Millersville and would not transfer. I
decided I would turn them down. The dream ends.

This dream is 3rd person camera view

Edward Norton is being chased by cops for comitting murder or something. He is driving
a red pickup truck. The cops finally pull him over and check his car. They find a gun. His
grandmother comes out of a nearby house and claims he is innocent. A guy is after him for
something. The dream ends.

I wake up at about 4:00AM and decide to try MILDing. I say to myself that I want to
have a lucid dream but I don't repeat it like a mantra. I think about what it feels like
to be in a lucid dream and let my mind wander. I drift off and have this dream:

I am in a store. My "family" is there with me and some other employees. The store
is being watched by robbers or something and we are defending it. They have tapped
into our security cameras to watch us and we know it. Our leader says "Don't move
eradically or they will know we are aware of their tap. A guy moves and somethings
happens with the camera but the robbers don't notice. "See?" the leader says. We
get everything ready for the invasion then start jumping around to attract the robbers'
attention. I wake up on the couch at home. I get up and have a feeling I am still dreaming
I am also fearing that the robbers are coming. I have to go to the bathroom so I go to the
one off from the kitchen. Afterward, before I leave, I decide to reality check. I stick my
finger through my palm. At first, it won't go through. I try again for the hell of it. It works.
I then look closer and find that it just went between my fingers. I try this several times and
the same thing happens. I think "If it is a dream it is quite clear and vivid." I leave the bathroom
with some sort of porcelain discus in my hand. My mom and dad are in the kitchen. I throw it
and think about it coming back. I am almost making it do so. I do this several more times
making my way to the adjacent dining room. My mom is beside me and my dad across the
table. I turn to my mom and tell her I am dreaming. I would not have been able to do this
otherwise. I give the discus and she tries. I then wake up for real.