My first lucid dream occured when I was 19, and I had never heard of lucid dreaming before, so as you can imagine it was pretty unsettling.
I fell asleep, and then I woke up to the sounds of my brother and his friend coming up the stairs, which I could see from my bed. As they got to the top of the stairs, they suddenly froze in terror, looking at something outside my door in the hallway. They turned around and ran down the stairs in panic. I got up and cautiously went into the hallway, where a large, featureless black figure was standing. Naturally, I was terrified, because everything was so true to life. The figure threw me backwards down the stairs, and although the sensation of falling felt real, the impact when I hit the bottom didn't hurt. As the thing is slowly coming down the stairs towards me, I'm screaming "Who are you? Who are you?", and I turn and look at my brother and his freind, who are just staring at ME like I'm the monster. Suddenly I wake up, covered in sweat and already jumping to my feet while barely conscious.
After that, my dream-life changed dramatically, and even in non-lucid dreams I don't feel completely like a passive observer the way I did when I was younger. In the past year, I've been gradually gaining a little more lucidity even in my other-worldly dreams, which is fun most of the time, but sometimes really disturbing.
EDIT: Ok, after some browsing I just realized that my understanding of the word "lucid" is incorrect, in the sense that "lucid" means "aware that you are dreaming". I tend to consider any dream in which I have a clear sense of self, physics, etc, as "lucid".
So actually my first lucid dream occurred a few months after the experience above. I woke up, got out of bed, and despite the fact that everything in my room looked spot-on, everything seemed unusually vivid and crisp, including the motion caused by moving my head, kind of like a super smooth frame rate. I realized that I was dreaming and was really excited, and the first thing I thought to do was go look in the mirror. I did, and marvelled at how cool it was to be looking at myself in a "virtual reality". But then my teeth started crumbling into powder, and I felt something akin to "pain" and woke up.
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