My favorite false awakening was something like this, over the summer:
I'm lucid dreaming and then wake up in my bed. I grab my dream journal, write very specifically what happened for a moment or two. I get up and think about how awesome it was to have a lucid dream. I go in the kitchen and my Dad is making breakfast. I talk to him about my lucid dream, and he listens, then says he thought I was just getting up to look at my Christmas presents.
wat?
So I turn around and there's a ton of presents just lining the room, and I'm like, "It's not Christmas!" and he replies with, "But it's snowing outside!"
I go and look and the ground is covered with snow and realize school is probably going to be closed. I am so pleased.
Then I wake up and stare at my wall, trying to comprehend whether I really am awake or not, this time. False awakenings can be fun!
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