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This is my first time posting, but I had a Lucid Dream only one time and what i remember was nothing short of weird.
I was reading a Stephen King book before i went to sleep, and it was getting pretty gruesome. I decide its late and begin to fall asleep. Now i remember my dreams often as I have kept a dream journal. Yet just as i was starting to dream I realized i was dreaming. This made me open up my eyes and what i saw threw me off. I saw the room i was staying but it looked different, and as i was looking around I kept thinking "WOW i did it im Lucid". Yet as i looked about the room I saw the room as if my eyes were made of glass and had cracks through them with no point of origin. I then got excited and stayed in my bed and was trying to think about something to do. My mind immediately went to the gruesome death i just read about. "No! i thought and tried to think of the next thing, which was Zombies at the time. Before i could think of something else I felt this groggy sound behind me and then i hear almost breathing but choking. I knew I could feel a zombie right behind me just waiting for me to turn around. So instead of turning around i closed my eyes even harder and desperately tried to think of this girl i really liked.
Then i woke up completely and turned around to see no zombie, i believe i scared myself awake.
Ever since this has happened i haven't been able to LD again, but i do have vived dreams and i'm starting to do reality checks all the time.
Was wondering if anyone had any helpful tips to become Lucid again and what i should do for a real awesome experience.

I'm walking through an obnoxiously clean, beautiful house. I'm talking Martha Stewart perfect. The kind of perfect that makes you uncomfortable and terrified, because that's when you will suddenly become the most clumsy person in the world and all hell will break loose, your hands being the bringers of destruction. I walk past a long, glass dining room table. Sitting alone at the table is Stiles. As I walk by, he looks up at me and smiles, as if to say everything is alright. That's the feeling I get from him. I smile back at him and continue walking. I walk into a kitchen. There, standing behind a counter top, is an older man. He is really tall and thin. He's wearing a lime green t-shirt. His hair is white and below his waist and he has a big, bushy mustache. I stop in front of him and tell him how much I like his hair. I tell him that it looks just like my dad's hair. He smiles politely and says thank you. He turns away from me for a second and then turns back around to face me again. His hair is now clipped short and neat. His mustache is no longer there. I instantly know that that can't be right. Something is wrong. I start to wonder what could have happened and then I wonder if I did that. But there is no way that his mustache and long hair could just disappear. Then I wake up.

(While small, I believe this is my first experience with lucid dreaming. I became aware, even if only for a short time.)

I managed to recall this lucid fragment randomly yesterday when i was going through my old dream memories, and i had it before i got into lucid dreaming, making it possibly my first lucid experience, unless i had one even earlier and just can't recall it.

I was at home and then suddenly HUGE blades were retracting from the walls/floor/ceiling, i was dodging them at first but then i started thinking, 'But this is a dream', and started ignoring them while they were going through me with no damage at all. There was that recurring chandelier thing and then i woke up.