I had multiple lucid dreams that i still remember from my childhood, but since i've actually done research and have become interested in all that is dreaming i've had a hard time remembering anything more than traces of my dreams, let alone have lucids.

But a few nights ago, to my surprise i had the most incredible dream to date! (that happened to be lucid) It started as a normal dream...I was in my school cafeteria with my best friend/roommate. We were standing in the lunch line for a long time and i was presented with a peculiar lunch mozarella sticks, hot dogs, and cinnamon rolls. The cinnamon rolls were the same as from CiCi's Pizza (where i work). My friend (who for future reference name is Emma) disappeared and i was standing in line waiting for her to come back. In the meanwhile i asked for broccoli and cheese with my lunch. The guy behind me was telling me to just type in Emma's lunch number for her but i didn't know it so i kept typing in random letters instead of numbers. She reappeared and shoved me out of the way and typed in her number which spelled out "i hate you i hate you i hate you" on the keypad. When we sat down at the lunch table i had a cookie...i broke it in half and inside was broccoli and cheese. It was strange.

Also apart of that beginning was a part where my mom was a student at the school and a long time friend of mine (Chaz) was serving lunch. Emma and i were laughing hysterically at it for some reason. I just don't know where that part fit in.

Anywho, from my memory the dream switched. I was in my bedroom at my moms house (i no longer live there) The room got remodeled when i was in 8th grade. The way it looked in the dream was how it looked BEFORE the remodeling. It appeared that the wall was covered in multiple cd album covers, dvd covers, posters, etc. I was scanning through it all like movie credits on a screen and heard a voice that sounded like my friend/love interest (Mike) telling me something like i would never have such an extensive collection or be as good.

The credits stopped and it appeared to be the room again. There was a hole in the wall and my middle school best friend (Valiha) was climbing through it saying she was gonna find the end then burst into flames. I was concerned because she was bringing my cat (pumpkin) with her. I pried Pumpkin away then let her go. I walked down the steps with Pumpkin under my arm and went into the living room. It was dark and the tv was on. On the couch sat Pumpkin staring at me. Confused i looked at the couch Pumpkin and the Pumpkin under my arm multiple times realizing there was 2. Panicking i went into the dining room. At that moment i realized it was a dream. I became instantly excited and i believe i started singing (It's a dream! It's a dream!).

I started trying to think of what i wanted to do in this dream. I focused on one of the table chairs. It rose up and i threw it without laying a finger on it. It flew into a wall where a window would've been but instead was a mirror then disappeared. Instead of being frightened because of what i read about mirrors i approached it and saw two reflections of myself. One was an immediate reflection staring back at me completely still and the other and facing it screaming and throwing it's hands up in the air. But the still reflection was clearly unaffected by this.

I turned away and walked out onto the porch thinking - I'M GOING TO FLY!!. When i walked out there was a violent storm similar to that of a hurricane (although i live in Ohio). As i walked out further the storm immediately died down to a quiet rain sprinkle. I walked into the street, closed my eyes, and started to fly. My eyes were closed but i can FEEL myself flying but all i can see was black.

It was short lived though, i woke up by a sound that seemed to be someone running up steps. Before i was even fully awake, i wrote this all down in my journal then raced downstairs to share it with people who for the record were completely uninterested (they think i'm weird). For a night or two afterwards i didn't remember anything about my dreams. It's hard for me to interpret most of this not that i'm too concerned with it, i just enjoyed the experience.