Knocking

It was my second lucid in a long time. There was another scenario I was in before this one but I forgot. I remember first spawning in a room with my old friends in high school. <PERSON>, <PERSON>, and <PERSON>. But all I could is <PERSON>' back. He was wearing the same red sweater he wore in high school. Already lucid, I followed all three of them. I would like to mention too, while I was lucid, I tried my best to try and stay in the dream for as long as I could. Our intention was to go in to Pacific High School and knock on a few classrooms. The school is very close. We are in cafeteria right now and it looks a lot like a dream where I saw <PERSON> in. The cafeteria was a really nice one. It gave a Las Vegas buffet kind of feel. Me and my friends walked past a few obstacles such as a boy, a little girl, and a drinking machine. Before we made our way past the drinking machine, there was something very strange. I was no long following anyone, instead, walking up past me were a few kids, similar to all three of my friends. The third kid who was passed me appeared to be a lot like an older version of me. It could of been <PERSON> but I had a strong feeling I was only in this dream to look back at my past. Now that I was alone, I realized that I did visit this dream before. There were people around eating and talking to one another. At one point, I did meet a few friends I met in the past before, but there was one who caught my eye. Her name was <PERSON>. I never met her in reality, we would only chat on Facebook. She was sitting in front of a door I wanted to pass by. I tried not to stare at her but she stared at me. This got me thinking about her and why we never ended up meeting each other. After a few more tables I walked by, I finally reached a part where the dream was becoming harder to stabilize. I walked up in front of a girl and told her something. "We are in a dream." She looked a little shocked. I put my left hard on her right shoulder and left the area. I found a new exit. There was a door. I opened the door and met a few people inside. I do not remember who they were. I quickly walked to them and told them something else. "If you are real, email me. It may be able to help me with my depression, or not depression, but an idea." Maybe the exact words but I do remember saying it could help with my depression. She told me okay, so I proceeded to the next room. This was the last room I entered. There was no one in it. I began to become more worried about the time in the waking world. I saw a box of chocolate chip cookies on the counter in the room. It was <PERSON>'s <PERSON> cookies. I walked up in front of it and grabbed it. At the time I grabbed them, the dream was fading away. I stared slowly at the ceiling and forced myself to wake up. I woke up trying to move my legs and body. At first I was not able to but a few seconds later I did and woke up to this world...