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This requires a lot of explaining. So in other words, a lot of reading, but please bear with me ._. Ok so about 6 months ago, I lived in a nice house... Everything was normal. Then, out of nowhere I had this one dream where it felt like I was awake. But what happened was, I was laying down with my eyes closed... And I could feel my bed float off the ground a few feet, and rotate 360 degrees before slowly falling back to the ground again. ...It did not stop there. A few days later, I had another one of these dreams, except it was a bit more intense. Instead of slowly floating, this time my bed floated a bit faster, right up to the ceiling of my room. My eyes were open and I saw the ceiling like 20 inches away from my head. Then it dropped quite fast onto the floor. I started to have these dreams quite often, and they kept getting more and more intense with each one. Eventually I was at the point where I would have a dream like this and my bed would either skyrocket past my ceiling and into pitch black darkness, or carefully aim itself and dive into the floor at breakneck speed. It felt like I was on a roller coaster, except way faster. After about a month or so, I actually started to discover on my own that I could kind of control where my bed was going using my mind. Although it did not work as often as I had hoped, it still helped. Then I had this one dream... This one specific dream that really freaked me out. My bed floated horizontally in this dream. All I saw was darkness, but I could feel it moving. And then my bed floated by a white fireplace. I did not have a fireplace in that room. But the thing that really freaks me out about that is, there is a chimney right outside my room, as part of the house... There WAS a fireplace in my bedroom... 200 years ago. The fireplace that I saw was white, and there was a small fire in it, and it was brighter than it should have been for such a small fire. Yet, the light did not go anywhere else. The light itself only surrounded the fireplace. Eventually these dreams started to happen less often. Then I had to move out of that house. I left my old bed there because I already had a new one ready for the new house, the one I am living in now. After I moved here, those dreams stopped ENTIRELY. I think those were lucid dreams, though. Because I felt awake in all of them. Even though these events happened not that long ago, at the time, I knew what a lucid dream was, but... I do not know... I have no idea why I did not take control. For some reason, now, it is harder for me to fully LD... Anyway, thanks for taking your time to read this, it was pretty weird.