Thread: My First Lucid/Nightmare.

It was about 01:02 when the last time I've checked my phone's clock.

I was at the garden of my primary school. School busses were arriving. I had no idea about what was I doing there. I was same age as I should. 16. But in that school I was only 8. Finally, busses had stopped and I saw my bus. It was coming, but my vision was twiching in a creepy way. I had a great headache in that moment. My bus stopped in front of me, little me, has jumped from the bus with a gloomy face. When I checked around him, there was my old friends. They were actually from other schools in reality, but in this place, they were also in my school. I chased my little-self for two minutes. Finally I realized no one could actually see me if I don't touch them. I was a ghost from future. And I had to talk to my little-self about what to do now.

I followed him to the classroom. And then, I checked the lesson schedule. First two lessons were P.E, and my little-self's sports clothes was not with him. Me, I mean my little self was just sitting there in classroom, alone. But before I touched his shoulder, he said, "So, you're here. I was expecting you to come here.". That was one of the creepiest moments I have ever had.

And then, I realized that I was actually dreaming. I wanted to wake up, but I couldn't. My brain, was attacking me with my own weapons. My little self smirked, and, "I hate them all. My classmates. I will kill them today. With this." he said and opened his bag. There was a knife in the bag. Knife was covered with blood. He smiled with big eyes and, "Yes. I killed both mom, and dad.". I was completely lost control to wake up. I wanted to wake up, I was saying, "I'm going to wake up! NOW!" out loud. But it wasn't working at all.

Then suddenly, body of my little self started to float from 1 meter from the ground. He opened his arms and his head was going backwards. Suddenly, he started bleeding from his mouth, ears, eyes, nose...

Somehow, I forgot about I was dreaming. My little-self's body was disappearing in front of me, to the ashes. His body was burning. After a few seconds I heard the azan (I'm not even a muslim, that's odd.). When I looked from the window. There was a crowd near the school's gate. The annouced name was, my little cousin's name. I felt a pain in my chest, that was not my school. And he was not me. He was my cousin. I was the one who killed him. I turned my face to the classroom. There was a big mirror in front of me. My head started to hurt again. I felt my feet stopped touching to the ground. And with the increasing pain, I saw myself bleeding from my face.

And suddenly, I woke up. That was my first time that I've realized I've been dreaming. But when it got out of my control, that was horrifying.

P.S : Sorry for grammar mistakes. My English is not very good.

Usually closing your eyes will wake you up

Yeah, watching in mirror in a dream is always creapy...

I feel sorry for you, having this bad an experience, the very first time. Freaky with the "So, you're here" Hopefully your future lucids will be more pleasure filled. And hopefully you will learn to control such nightmares, and change them into something humorous (like in Harry Potter), that seems like the best way to deal with nightmares, although I haven't tried it yet :S

I think the key is realizing that since you're in a dream, nothing can possibly pose a threat to you. I just had a dream that started out with me finding a bunch of Brown Recluses (highly poisonous spiders) in my bed. It easily could have turned into a nightmare, but somehow I remembered to Reality Check and once I realized I was a god before those lowly spiders, I had a bit of fun smashing all the spiders I could for a while.