Have you ever just been wondering what it would be like to be stuck in your dream? Lucid dreaming maybe?
All of this started off when it was 7pm and I was washing my teeth looking in the mirror. The usual time to get ready for bed. It was Saturday night, I know 80% of you Love to stay up that late. Expect me. Did I tell you that I Love dreams? I have those nice adventurous type of dreams, those dreams that make it seem as if it had been real.
It's 8:04 and im in bed. My pink lamp is still on. OMG I hate when I forget to turn off that damn light and im already in bed.
I turn off the light and I am back in bed. I lay down for several minutes... then everything goes black. This dream seemed unusual everything seemed so real. Had I woken up in my dream...? It seemed as if... wait ... I turn around and stare at my bed. There I was still as a brick wall.
 I felt my heart beating so quick as if it were to escape through my throat. I start running for help and nobody seemed to hear me or see me. I felt lost and confused. What the F*ck had just happened. I wasn't wearing my pijamas when I woke up in my dream. I was wearing regular street wear. My pink shirt and my blue ripped Jeans. Everything I touched seemed as if I could go right through it. I turn and look at my alarm clock I realized the numbers have been blurred out everything else was clear. Why wasn't I suppose to know the time...?

*to be continued *