lucid

This dream didn't occur until the morning time.

I was knocking at my front door ( Which was round the right side of the house for some reason) and I noticed that there was a rounded window next to it. After seeing this I relized that I must be dreaming so I did a reality check (pinched my nose and took a big breath in) and yes I was dreaming. Now lucid I continued inside the house into the living room where I met y sister Fran. I tried convincing her that this was a dream but I don't remember her reaction. I then attempted to walk through a wall (which failed) before following my sister outside. When outside, I can't remember where my sis went, I started walking in circles wondering what the consequences would be if I went off doing loony things and it wasn't a dream. I wondered round the side of my house (where the door originally was) and I food my dog Harvey being cuddled by my step dad stuart - who was calling him a fat pig for some reason. When I saw Stuart I thought it would be cool toehold him and blow his brains out but I still couldn't work out, or accept that it was indeed a dream. My dog went off and me and Stuart walked round to the front garden were the sky,previously being grey, was now a summers morning blue. There is a house (in real life) about a couple of yards up the road from my house, this house was now infront of my house. I tried to convince Stuart that this was a dream and what did it for him, and me, was seeing a car on fire flying over re opposite house. Shortly following that wad a massive convoy of old sports cars. I said to Stuart "you don't see that every day do you, this must be a dream". After some muttering Stuart agreed. I then pointed out an old man looking at us from the opposite house, who then came out to talk to Stuart. Whilst they were talking I went of running down the road thinking what to do. I shortly came to a part of domewood, where I live, that I have never seen before (because it was made up by my mind). I got to a dead end and turned around to try and find Stuart and the old man again. Whilst running back I attempted many times to fly. After many fails I jumped about in a rage, and after one big jump and a scream I flew for about 3 seconds, 60ft into the sky, before falling down and getting weird visons of a red stop sign in my head almost like my mind was saying ERROR! When I was falling I remember a web page saying that falling from flight wouldn't hurt me, so I buckles up and waited for my face to meet to pavement. Now standing up I was down a new road now. This road looked like it was in the muddle of tge countryside. As I continued down this road the old man and Stuart were back in my sight. They were accompanied by 4 little children, my mum, and maybe my uncle in laws girlfriend Kim. I got to the group and spoke aloud saying that everyone would be amazed at what is about to happen. I picked my space on a field next I tge road and everyone gathered around. I then jumped up in the air screaming, and landed flat on my face. Everyone started to laugh apart from the children who were now playing and the field. As our group entered the field I kept on trying to fly again. I only successfully did it twice more but no one noticed because the 'drive' feeling I got lasted not even a second and I was lifted about 30cm. My mum, who was now sitting on a bench at the back of the field with Stuart, kept laughing at my failed attempts. I tried convincing her that it was all a dream. I told her and Stuart about how I flew earlier on my own. Telling them that seemed to change my mums facial expression. But then I could feel myself waking up and it all went silent.

Note - throughout the dream I kept on doing RC's like pinching myself or looking at my hands or a mirror and I rubbed my hands together twice so that it would last longer.