Seancarr13
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When I woke up, I went to the bathroom and tried laying back down to have a WILD. I did start to dream, but my roomate kept waking me up

The earliest part I remember of my dream is walking up to a school building where I met someone who I apparently knew from school. I was lucid from the start (It was a WILD). Throughout the dream, I used a method which I commonly use to stay lucid, I merely just use my right hand to grab my left arm, and It works everytime.
At first I was observing this friend and another child fire automatic weapons at a stop sign, and then the other child started shooting at a red gas container. My friend stopped him immediately, at which point I took the place of the other child. Being lucid, I knew there was no impact that my actions could possibly have that would be lasting or harmful, so I suggested my friend pour the gas on a wooden table that was sitting on the porch of the school house. Suddenly, I noticed the brick wall that the school house was made of and I examined it much closer. It could not have looked any realer, in fact it could have been the real thing, had I not been lucid. At this point, I asked my friend if he had a lighter, so that we could burn up the table and the school house along with it. He said yes, and pulled out matches instead. At this point, I said to him that I know he’s a part of my subconscious. He suddenly looked very worried, like I had discovered a secret I wasn’t supposed to know. He started hugging me and saying that everything was ok, and I had to explain that I didn’t say “ I feel self-conscious, but that he’s part of my subconscious”. I think he knew what I was saying, but pretended not to understand. I knew it was a waste of time to pursue the matter, so I just moved on. I just told him “never mind, let’s just light this sucker!” As the table burned it eventually spread to the porch, and I became excited. Watching huge fires has always appealed to me. I now looked out from the porch, and noticed it had changed to night. I yelled loudly and forcefully, making it a command and not a request, “Change to daytime now!” Immediately, the sky became blue and cloudless. I got a sudden urge to just do something epic. The “Dovahkiin” music from skyrim began to play aloud, and I used the power of my voice to send out a wave of unrelenting force (FUS RO DAH!) I started to run off the porch and down the street, trying to fly, but I realized I needed wings. I began growing angelic wings but I still seemed too heavy for flight. But I persisted and flapped them harder and harder, and rose up, only to reach a ceiling maybe 40 feet into the sky, at which point I woke up.