I had a dream last night, it was a lucid dream. I was with my dad and my mom, in a car driving to a destination I wasn’t familiar with. I had control of everything in my dream, so I did the most stupidest thing of stealing the wheel from my dad and turning the car towards a cliff. I tried desperately to reverse the car as quickly as possible, but unfortunately the car still kept on going. I would have had the control of teleporting all of us to a safe destination, but I was frozen in shock when I found my dad dead in the car, and my mom disappearing after a split second. I couldn’t be in this horrible nightmare of mine, and so I escaped the way I would usually escape from these kinds of dreams, Suicide. I saw a car driving towards me, and I decided to jump into it, forcing me to wake up. This morning I felt a sort of horror for experiencing that, and I tried to look for my dad, luckily being alive still and just getting ready for work. I felt really sick after I woke up, and my dad told me to just stay home and drink some tea and medicine to sooth my inner pain. For the next half hour or so, I only thought of that dream and wondered Why?, why would I do something that stupid that costed my dads life, in a dream which I had total control of? It made no sense, but at the end I was just glad that it was all a horrible dream.