Date: 10/19/2022
By lucid Bushugi
I woke up. It was a false awakening. The room was completely dark. I looked at my phone and the time said 7:00, I thought I woke up with my alarm. When I looked away and looked back, the time said 11:53…I knew I was dreaming. I got up and floated. It was pitch black darkness. I tried to fly through my wall but it somehow failed, so I walked up the stairs to the 1st floor of my house (I’m in the basement). My left eye was obscured with something dark, it was hard to see. I tried to blink it away and rub my hands for clarity but it barely helped, everything was too vague. When I got upstairs I flew through the window and was flying in my backyard, only to slowly sink to the ground. I was face first on the ground and I said to myself “in real like I’d be dead”. This must’ve brought too much attention to my sleeping body, and I woke up… or so I thought. The tv was on, it seemed like YouTube was on the screen. However, every thumbnail was a Salvador Dali painting. I went upstairs again to tell my parents of the dream but as I was walking up the stairs I seen a figure walking towards me, it startled me. I kept walking up the stairs until I got to the top and looked behind me, someone was steps down from me. At first I thought it was my dad but when I seen my dad sitting in the kitchen, I knew the figure wasn’t him. It was a man with a durag on, holding a switch blade to me. He wanted money, but didn’t say a word. I gripped his arm, he let me. We slowly walked towards the kitchen together. I tried to get my dads attention but he was distracted with something, his back turned to us. Eventually I got his attention and he turned around quickly, trying to keep the man calm. I then officially woke up, and realized I had a double layered dream. A dream within a lucid dream.