Lucid Dream #1 (Strange Dream Characters)

Yes, I had done it. But I had not done it completely right, for I can only recall huge chunks of the dream and I also encountered "dream characters" whom I thought to be real.

I had experienced what you would find in any surreal art. Turning things into objects, finding yourself in a whole new scene in just a blink of an eye, and most of all creating another person from your own mind.

Dream:

I first found myself at a Costco, with my mom and brother. I pleaded my mom to go out by myself to find my favorite, Buzz Lightyear Cereal. After searching about ten columns filled with cereal, I had no luck in finding the cereal of mine. My brother came telling me to hurry up and just get the Kit Kat Cereal (which never existed). I then found myself in a house, a very oddly house I had never been to. There with me were three people in the room. There was a person, a person I had never met in the real world but it seemed as we were friends in the dream. Then there came two older fellows, whom also I never met in the real world. I can't remember exactly, for my lack of good dream recall, but for some reason I declared in front of the people, "Wow, so I'm really dreaming?" (or something like that). Then the two people replied with a yes, and announced they will teach my dream friend and I on how to control the dream to do as we please. I can't remember what, but the person with me had been told to imagine some kind of object into something he or she desires. Then came out a race car and my friend hopped in it and started driving it around. I approached the car and held out my hand to feel it. As I did so I actually sensed the feeling of metal, which you would never experience in a regular dream. The two older people handed me a blanket, "Do something with it." I couldnt remember exactly, but I believe I turned it into another person. Things suddenly changed and I found myself in my very own garage. Inside was a friend of mine and another boy whom I dislike very much. I went up to the boy and started beating him with rage. As I unleashed my fury, I realized something was odd. The sense of feeling had gone away, and I had not felt the blows to the boy. I stopped, and just waited. Just suddenly, I woke up inside a bed, but not where I was really sleeping in the waking life. I looked around where I was and noticed things were changing, from surrealistic elements into a normal room. I woke up again, but this time in the real world.
I glanced to the side and found my alarm clock ringing at 8 o' clock. The very peculiar thing was how I reacted when I woke up. Usually, I find myself very tired and I have the desire to go back to sleep. This time, however, I felt like I've been awake and I was as active as I had not just been asleep.

The end

The story consisted of true memory and no added events*

-RJHE