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I woke up around 5:30 in the morning. I had just been in several dreams over the past few hours but can't remember much of them. My alarm goes off at 6:00 so I don't have much more time, so I lay back and start to think. Not surprisingly I fell asleep.

I was riding the school bus. I don't know how I got there. The ride itself is fragmented, but I did recognize some people there. Something must have happened because we were headed to school but turned around. We eventually arrived back at my house. The bus had driven half way up my driveway and the driver was telling to get off. I got off and started walking up my driveway.

I live and a rural like small town. My house is set a bit off from the rode in the woods so the driveway is a bit long. It's also dirt. The bus has never driven up the driveway before, only in dreams. The house sits on a small plateau.

I was about 50 feet from the house, just before the incline to the dooryard. That is when I realized, this was dream. Becoming aware felt like a slightly violent event. Everything seemed to become much more vivid and real. It also felt like someone hit me in chest. I imagine it's like the feeling of waking up from the Matrix for the first time, when you first become aware.

I walked forward and got halfway up the incline. I dropped to my knees and put my hands into the dirt. I kept repeating that this was my dream and I would be anchored to it. While doing that tried to activate my senses. I smelt the air, listened to the wind, felt and inspected the ground. Then I picked up a clump of sand and put it in my mouth. Needless to say dream sand taste like real sand, so I forcefully ejected it from my mouth. I stood up and walked toward my house. When I got to the first step I stopped and looked up at the sky. There were dark rain clouds in the sky. I shouted, "CLARITY" at the sky. When I did this there was load roaring of thunder and cascade of lighting, like God himself was answering.

I headed inside and saw my mother laying on the couch. I can't remember much after this but I do know I was really strange. I lost lucidity somewhere during this as well.

I managed to wake myself up though. When I looked at my clock it read 5:57. Just in time to get up.

It was a little after 8 o'clock this morning. I was laying in bed not wanting to get up. The sun was pouring through the window, illuminating the room, making it vary difficult to sleep. I was rolling restlessly in bed, pulling my blanket over myself to block the sun, and then throwing them off when I got hot. I settled, laying on my right side, arm under my pillow, starring at my bedroom door. My mind started to wander. I must have fallen asleep at this moment, although I can't remember when.

I was laying in the same position as when I was awake, and the environment was the same. It was as if I hadn't even fallen asleep. I was doing the same thing as when I was awake, just thinking. I don't know how long I thought, or for that matter what of. But then I realized something, I was thinking about a person who I'd never met.

Then something striking came to thought, 'Am I dreaming?' I reached up and plugged my nose, and to my surprise, the air rushed right on through. I opened my eyes and sat up in my bed. My room looked just as I had left it, and it all look real. My heart was beating hard and I had a knot in my stomach, I was really excited. It couldn't have been more then a few seconds before a rush of weariness came over me. I slowly fell back on to my pillow and my eye lids felt like they were being pulled down. I fought the pull and tried to force my eyes back open.

It worked. With a gasp my eyes opened wide and I shot back up in my bed. Just this time it was for real.