Well, I told my grandma that she's dead, and...
Hey there,
I just wanted to share this wicked experience I had a couple days ago. I didn't share with anyone other that my DJ and feel like wanting to tell about it.
First, it's not what I consider a 100% lucid dream, but I was, somehow, lucid for some moments before waking up.
My grandma passed away last october at 88, she was a great woman who loves family meetings, to go out dinner, etc. and had a great sense of humor so we laughed a lot and had a great relationship. I obviously had many dreams about her, but no-one like this one.
We were on a sofa, talking about something I don't remember. It was all very vivid, possibly due to green tea, and maybe because of this the dream turned a bit stressing and unconfortable later. The thing is that, for some reason, it's like I came to my senses, but while still trapped in the dream, I felt the urge of "telling her" the truth: that she didn't exist anymore, and this was just something in my head.
If you ask me, I never would do that in a fully lucid dream, I would even go to a restaurant or something with her. But this, as I said, was some strange, twisted dream.
I hold her hand, told her to listen carefully. I tried to access my real memory (I remember trying to think which month we were in the real world, and I remember the feeling of having a completely blank mind about my dream life), and I said "we are in february" (I noticed it was wrong when I woke up). Told her that the surgery went wrong, and that she passed away in october, many months ago.
She reacted negatively, not only not believing it, but also aggresive. I don't know why, I "imagined" her turning into something evil, and even if her body didn't, she somehow did, because tried to hold my neck and shoulders. Knowing it was a dream, I told myself once and again that it was all in my head, that didn't exist, but I would still feal scared and shocked as everything happened so fast.
With my mind I managed to take her out of the window to the balcony. I felt more relaxed, but I still was feeling that "presence"... something wrong, or bad. I was agitated I guess. I went out to the balcony to see if she calmed down, but I could still feel her... it was getting nightmare-ish. Without any effort I flew out a bit, and just floated around the balcony, over the street (around 9th floor). I though on the possibility of her following me, but she didn't. Looked stuck there.
After a few moments, I woke up, still a bit agitated and I needed to turn the light on and have a bit of water before thinking on going back to sleep.
I simply don't know why I did and said that, and at same time even if I "knew" I was dreaming, I didn't got my full conciousness (or I would have tried the TOTM! :) ), but anyway, it was an strange, weird, and wicked dream.
Oh, forgot to mention that after telling her about her death, while starting to feel the negativity, on a wall I saw a projection of some instructions about "never tell a DC about his real life", and "if it happens, don't try anything, don't run away, try to wake up".
:huh2:
To be honest, not sure if it's something I read around, or if my mind just made it up on the dream, but it even stressed me more, but anyway as I was supposed to have the control, decided not to follow the advices.
Thanks for reading!