Okay, so, last night I had this super weird dream, and I actually managed to control it a little bit. It’s all about this whole “getting out through a window” thing. I’ve been trying to get better at lucid dreaming – you know, where you know you’re dreaming while you’re in the dream? – and it kinda worked!
It started out, I was in this old house, felt like my grandma’s place, but not quite. Everything was kinda dusty and dim. And I felt trapped, you know? Like I had to get out, but the doors were all locked or stuck or something. Super frustrating!
Trying to Wake Up
At first, I just tried to wake myself up. I’ve heard you can do that, like, by blinking really hard or trying to scream. Didn’t work. I just kept getting more and more anxious in the dream. My heart was pounding, and I remember thinking, “This is ridiculous, it’s just a dream!” But that thought didn’t make me wake up. It just… hung there.
The Window Idea
Then I saw this window. It was small, high up on the wall, and looked kinda grimy. But it was the only way out I could see. So, I focused on it. I mean, really focused. I kept telling myself, “That’s the way out. I’m going to climb out that window.”
- Finding Something to Stand On: The room was mostly empty, but there was this wobbly old chair. I dragged it over to the wall, my dream-hands shaking a bit.
- Climbing Up: Getting on the chair was a challenge. It felt like I was moving through molasses, you know, that slow-motion dream feeling? But I got up there.
- Opening the Window: This was the hardest part. The window was stuck, wouldn’t budge. I started to panic again, but I remembered something I read about lucid dreaming – about how your expectations shape the dream. So, I just decided it would open. I yanked on it, and – pop! – it swung open.
- Getting out through window:I struggled to lift myself up. I kept visualizing myself at the window, and finally, it happens.
The Other Side
I squeezed through the window, and it was like falling into… nothing. Just a swirling grayness. Then, bam, I woke up. My heart was still racing, but I felt… accomplished? It was a small thing, getting out that dream window, but it felt like a big step in controlling my dreams. I’m definitely going to keep practicing this whole lucid dreaming thing. Maybe next time I’ll try flying!
