The first dream I remember was a Lucid nightmare I had when I was 4. My uncle had sculpted and painted a bust of Eric Draven from The Crow. My parents ,having a bad idea moment, placed it inside my room…at the foot of my bed. For weeks I had a nightmare every night until my parents moved it.
Here is the dream... I had been playing with a checkout line toy when the floating bust flew out of my closet. I jumped up and tried to scream for help but nothing would come out of my mouth. So I ran. I ran down the hallway trying to cover my eyes with my hands but I could still see through them. i then realized that this was very impossible and realized I was dreaming. I did not confront my enemy or try to make him dissipate (come on, I was 4. I was to scared to do so and had not found this site until 8 years later.) I ran to hide near the door and behind my dad's desk. This is when I began to hum myself awake. I thought that if I could somehow physically hum in RL then I would wake up. After multiple tries I finally woke up. Amazed at what I had just accomplished. I had been searching for the answer ever since. I found this site through a different forum 8 years later and joined a year after that. Cool huh?