mascara

Date: 7/1/2016

I was looking in front of a mirror trying to distinguish if I was dreaming or not. I tried to make myself look scary, didn't work. (what I mean by this is when I was little and I realized I was dreaming, if I concentrated I can make any persons face and body turn into something that looked like the grudge or someone really scary so it always turned into a nightmare because I got scared, but recently I learned how to wake up if it ever got too scary but I've gotten used to it for the most part. idk why but I can't make anyone look scary anymore) I looked relatively normal, but the place I was in wasn't in my house, I should've known right then it was a dream. it was one of those movie star mirrors with the lightbulbs all around, and my bed was right under that, like the mirror was my headboard. I was sitting on my bed looking at the mirror. There was a counter under the mirror filled with makeup. I was looking at a tube of mascara and tried to move it with my mind. I was successful. It flew across the table. then I knew I was dreaming. I ducked out from the mirror and laid down on the bed and it was over.