Slamming Into the Ceiling

I slept over at a friend's tonight. After passing out to Mortal Kombat 1 in the wee hours of the morning I was brutally woken up my aunt calling me. By the time I had shaken myself out of the coma and recognized what was actually making this god-awful noise the phone stopped ringing. I sat up for a moment before being dragged back into sweet sleep.

It must have been subsequent to this incident that I had a dream where my big sister had surprisingly returned from her vacation in Brasil. I was really stressed about the situation because I hadn't have time to clean the house prior to her unexpected, premature return. Then I remember stopping for a while to think about the illogic and unlikely situation I was in. Additionally, I had already had a dream about the same situation some nights before. Then it dawned on me. Maybe it was all a dream!

I did two reality checks instantly because I wasn't actually sure if it was a dream or not. First, I tried to poke through my hand. It didn't go quite the way I had imagined it to go whenever I had been thinking about it in real life, but sure enough it went sort of halfway through. Both excited and a bit skeptical I decided to do a second reality check. I looked up at the ceiling and tried to imagine levitating or flying. Sooner than I knew as was flung into the air, slamming against the at least 4 meter high ceiling above me. I was now lucid and very excited.I must've gotten too excited or something, however, because I can't recall anything else after that, except for thinking to myself that I should not get excited because then I would wake up. Ironic, huh?

It was kind of like what happened to those kids in that movie "Weird Science".
Copyright to Universal Studios 1985, I guess.

I've only had two lucid dreams before that.
The first one, in which I met and conversed with my father who had recently passed away.
The second one, in which I did lots of stuff like flying, but barely remember any of it because I got carried away and lost lucidity some point along the way.

Out of the total three I'd say my first one has been the most successful.
However, this was the first "Reality Check Induced Dream", as opposed to the other two, in which I at some point just understood I was dreaming. Experiencing and getting a confirmation that Reality Checks indeed do work for me was really important.

To those of you wondering why my aunt called me so early in the morning, she believed that there had been a break in at my house.