i dreamed i killed my dad, and I was covering my tracks. My sister was there and she was worried, but i told her "Dont worry, we are dreaming, or at least I am". That was followed by me thinking "But everything feels so real" as i could feel the sheets i was touching. But I go along the dream afterward. Then i woke up on another dream where I was telling my mom about the dream before, the one i killed my dad. After telling her that dream became the continuation of the one before.
I seem to have this "dreams of lucid dreaming" where i say in the dream "I'm dreaming" or such but don't really seem conscious of the fact that I'm actually dreaming and I can do anything I want.