I had this dream the other day, Tuesday I think, during my afternoon nap:
It was a dream within a dream. In my dream's dream, I was trying to get away from my mom, who was coming after me with a stick of some kind. There were several short stairways around me, and every time I tried to run up one, I didn't have the energy to step on the last step. Finally, I turned to face my mom. I was thinking that I knew it was a dream, so I said it out loud and asked my mom who she was. Then it was like I could control what happened. I made her move out of my way and drop the stick. The stick was floating, and I could move it with my mind. Then I woke up into my dream, and I was thinking why didn't I find a lightswitch or a mirror? Then I was talking to my older sister, and when she talked back to me, something was wrong. I woke up for real and found out it was because she had just gotten home and was talking to me for real. Weird, huh?