I wake up, it is 2PM. I am supposed to be meeting Kirsty at 3! I am going to be completely late. I ring her up and re arrange to meet up at 5. I apologise. I realise that when the clock suddenly says 9PM, I am screwed. I text her, apologising deeply. I look at the clock again to realise I read it wrong, it is in fact 7PM. Still too late, however. I am with my mum in the living room, I notice that the clock has too many numbers; HH:MM:SS, rather than the standard; HH:MM. I think to myself, this must be a dream.

I pinch my nose and cannot breath. I think to myself, surely it is, but why can’t I breath through my nose. I try again and succeed in breathing ever so slightly through my nose whilst pinching it. I had a cold in reality so it was just generally hard to breathe through my nose at all. I decide, now that I’m in an LD, I tell my mum that it is an LD and she just walks off. I decide that I should turn on the light, I always love the way you can turn on a light, see that it does switch on, yet nothing gets brighter. Still not sure of what to do, I shout as loud as I can, I always get worried about shouting in LDs, because I wonder If I am going to shout in my sleep in reality.

I realise that I have never left my area of having an LD before, so I decide to leave my house for the first time. It’s thundering extremely bad, the lightning, it seems, is only a few feet in the air. I am actually scared. Even thought it was an LD, I felt I had no control over this. I was scared immensely. The lightning strikes me, I fall down. I feel pain. Danny A’s Dad comes over and tells me to get away. He tells me that I have been dead since I was 8 years old, struck by lightening and forced to live on, dead.

The lightning engulfs me, giving me powers I do not want. I accidentally shock my friends Dad. He runs, shouting at me. I come inside, shaken and disturbed, realising my LD had gotten out of hand. Inside, my mum comes to me and starts to say that it isn’t an LD anymore! This is now just another normal dream! Not an LD! This is now just your second dream of the night! Not an LD! I felt as though I’d been punished, as though maybe I wasn’t supposed to realise it was a dream, that I was supposed to have had a normal dream to receive a message, but it wasn’t my fault. I hadn’t purposely induced one, I had just realised it was a dream mid way through.