dream 2

I was sleeping, and I was aware of that. I started out sitting on a bench in front of the house, a red bench at that...a bench that doesn't exist in life. I was amazed by how real everything seemed - the ground was hard, the bench wasn't smooth. I could feel the wind. Everything was just like in real life, except me - I felt lightness in my body, and my hands and arms were translucent, and although i could see a variety of colors, everything had a blue tint to it - it seemed that only the desire to stand kept me on the ground, but I could lift into the air at any moment.

I was in a room with my friend Megan, some unknown girl and equally unknown man. What's curious, three of us knew that we were in a lucid dream. I asked Megan: "What's the difference ?". She said: "Simple. Those who realize that they are in a dream - they are in there independently. Those who think they are not sleeping - they are fruits of your imagination".
The guy seemed reluctant to believe what was happening, so I set out to prove it. I pointed my hand at him - a wind started blowing and his t-shirt began moving like a flag. I turned my hand around - it started pulling air, like a vacuum-cleaner. Then I kinetically raised the poor guy into the air and gently put him back into arm-chair. Finally, I raised the chair itself up to the ceiling and turned it over. Then I found out that the guy was not in the zone of levitation after all - he dropped out of a chair and fell on the floor. I remember looking at him laying on the floor, and he looked so small compared to everything around him, almost as if I was looking at him through a microscope like he was some time of specimen. As I kept staring at him he started to glow, but just around his heart area, a bright blue. I turned around to see Megan's reaction but she was gone and as i did a double take and checked my surroundings I was in a field, the same field in which the strange man from my last lucid dream brought me and sat me by a tree, and shortly after was murdered. The field looked the exact same and as i looked around for the tree i saw a person running towards me, The way the person was running towards me at full speed made me question whether or not to run, but i didn't. I stood right where i was and waited for this person to reach me, after what seemed like an eternity, i'm able to make out this person's face,,,,,,it's my grandfather. But not the grandfather I knew, not physically anyway...I'd seen one picture of my grandpa when he was 26 years old......and this man in front of me was a spitting image of the man in the picture, I was standing in front of my grandfather, I immediately became frantic and started running towards him...as i reached out to touch him he disappeared and everything turned white....the kind of white light that people relate heaven to. I'm guessing I was having trouble breathing, because i woke up coughing, and after i was fully awake I began wheezing.