Was sitting on the couch at our old house. Doorbell rang and i saw it was a black-eyed kid. I answered and he said he needed help or something. I slammed the door in his face and flipped him off. He sank through the door. I was terrified. I tried to banish him, but it didn't work. I realized I'd have to fight, so I figured out I was dreaming and went lucid. I rubbed my hands together to anchor myself in the dream and said, "I'm dreaming. I know I'm dreaming." Then I started levitating and said, "It's on, baby!!!" And started fighting the kid with psychic abilities like pushing him with my mind. After a little while, I just gathered up the power to banish him from the dream. Then my lucidity faltered and I "woke up" in the dream and told my mom that I had a lucid dream about a black-eyed child. I woke up in my old bed. It was so strange. I guess I had a dream that I had a lucid dream!?