I’m sure I had plenty prior to this, but it’s the only one that I can remember vividly enough to write down. I remember I had taught myself to recognize when I was dreaming. I was probably about 9 years old, and it was in the early 90s before I had even heard of lucid dreaming, I couldn’t take control of the dream, I was more interested in just waking myself up to get out of dreams. I remember that I had woken up from a dream in the middle of the night and looked down the hallway toward my parents room. It was dark but they had a nightlight in the hallway so I saw something moving and thought that I heard my mom coming toward my room but when I saw her she was a huge bug wearing a nightgown instead and then I woke up again.