Alikat2077
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This is the most lucid dream I've ever had, and I'm still sceptical as to whether I was awake or not, because I feel like I really was.

I can't remember the dream before or after my false awakening, but I remember waking up, turning on my lamp and getting my dream journal from beside my bed, I lay on my stomach and started writing down notes on my dream, a voice was trying to speak to me, now that I think about it and I was getting distracted, I got down "short"then some dot points on the first dream, but I remember finding it very hard to concentrate as I was falling asleep and my eyes wouldn't stay open, so I went back to sleep. Now I think back on it, I do remember putting the pen into the book, but not putting the book back on my dresser or turning the light off, only flipping onto my side and going back to sleep into another dream. Also, everything about my room, which I was "awake" in was exactly the same to my memory, nothing was different/changed or dream-like.

I woke up this morning at about 9:00 and immediately went to write in my journal, then remembered that I had already in the night, I flipped the book open and there was nothing there, I got pretty freaked out because I swear I was awake, when obviously I wasn't. I don't know why it happened, but the writing in my journal part was because I only just started this journal after reading about lucid dreaming induction only a few hours earlier, so I started the journal and there was nothing in it.

Peace out.

Hi, this is my first post so I apologise for anything incorrect or confusing.

The dream with be written in bold and what I think it means will be in italics.

I was in a big pub like room, but no bar, just the room and I was with some of my friends (although I don't know who). The pub was suddenly on fire, I wasn't burning or hot or anything though, I was trying to get out of the pub, but I was in no rush. I turned around and my friend and apparently the person I loved, was lying on a hospital bed dying. This didn't worry me, but I stayed with them until the end, then went on with what I was doing, which was just looking around. I looked down at m leg, because it suddenly felt different, and all the muscle in my calf had gone, but the skin was still there, I have no idea how. There was more to the dream, but I don't remember it as the dream was a few nights ago.

some pretty weird stuff there! I have no idea what I'm talking about, no experience with interpreting dreams or anything, but I think, going on the fact that dreams are memories and fantasies, that the person I loved dying on a hospital bed was because of a story I had heard from the person I love, about someone he knew dying a while back. The fire may have been because I was hot as its summer and about 25 degrees at night. The leg muscle, I have no idea at all, that's just weird. And my no panicking, also weird, may have just been because subconsciously I knew it was a dream or seething like that. That's my best effort haha

Peace out.