Memorable Dreams

I've been researching how to control your dreams (called lucid dreaming, where you're actually aware that you're dreaming and you basically decide what happens in the dreams).  It seems so interesting.  I haven't found out about it until today and I would love to be able to do it.
Everyone, of course, has some favorite dreams and some worst dreams.  I can't remember all of the nightmares I've had.  I can remember a nightmare where I was trapped in a giant spider web.  I struggled and tried desperately to escape, but I couldn't.  Then came along a huge black widow.  It ate me.  Oh, it was scary.  I used to be scared of black widows, but not that much.  The thing that scared me the most was water.  To be specific, putting my head underwater.  But I can't remember any water-related nightmares.
Another one was back in '05 or '06, when my mom was pregnant with my sister.  My siblings and I were all going down a water slide and I was holding Grace.  She was having fun, but Josh and I were panicking because along the sides of the water slides were frogs that were spitting at us.  The saliva was, as we knew, poisonous, and we were trying to protect Grace.  I don't know if I woke up before it ended or what, but it wasn't a pleasant dream.
The last one I can remember was that I was in Hyrule.  It was amazing.  The king was having a BBQ and everyone in the kingdom was invited.  But some people invaded and, in the end, I witnessed the king's decapitation.  The final image of his face, eyes wide with terror, haunted me the next day.
A lot of my dreams from last year were about reunions.  In January my great-grandfather died and some friendships ended, so they made appearances.  They were random places.  One ex-friend wanted me to meet him at a museum, and when I got there, he hugged me and started crying, saying how much he missed me.  It was pretty emotional.  I can also remember another one taking place in the middle of nowhere, though there were some railroad tracks that I started walking to the side of at the end of the dream.  I can't remember how many "reunion dreams" I've had, but I've certainly had quite a few.
One of my favorite dreams is one that I had in 5th grade, the time that I wanted to be an actress/singer.  I somehow got one of the lead roles for Spy Kids 4.  It was amazing.  I felt elated.  In the dream, though, they only filmed two scenes.  One was where I had to battle a girl younger than me but dressed in the same clothing (we were both wearing a lavender swearter, a purple skirt, and white tights).  She won.  The other scene was where we (some other spies and me) all had to cross a bridge.  Under the bridge there were giant octopi in some sort of dark green liquid.
I also have my fair share of romance dreams.  I remember a time where, in 8th grade, my crush took me to a swanky restaurant.  I was really happy, but then I woke up.  Pretty disappointing.  My personal favorite, though, was this one that I had when I was about 10.  We were in Oregon or something like that, and my mom needed to go to the grocery store.  There was a pier behind the grocery store, so she left me there with my babysitter, who just happened to be Jesse McCartney.  I squealed.  While my mom was in the grocery store, we talked and, in about five minutes, fell in love.  We were about to kiss at the end, but a shark suddenly leapt out of the water and came very close to us.
I remember another dream where the trumpet section from my freshman year all went to the Carnival of Rust (from the music video by Poets of the Fall).  All the other trumpeters seemed to be having fun, but I seemed to be the only person who knew the significance of the carnival, of why it was so quiet and desolate.  It was a sad dream for me.
I often don't remember dreams (I heard that you only remember 10% of them), but I remember the dreams I had last night.  One of them was where I and some other friends started attending some prep school.  They gave all of the sophomores candles, but I had no idea that what I had been holding was a candle (I couldn't even find a wick), so I, being the smart girl I am, ate it.  I figured out later that they were candles and was amused that I actually ate it.  I told my friends about this during passing period or something.  Aubrey had laughed.  "What did it taste like?" she asked.  "It tasted like jicama," I answered.  I can't remember much beyond that.  The other dream I had was where I was Katniss Everdeen from The Hunger Games, but I didn't live in District 12.  I just lived here in Loveland.  In fact, my dream was sort of about me sleeping in my own bedroom.  (Best dream ever, huh?  I'm the girl who was on fire and the only thing I actually dream about is being asleep.)
I also like hearing my friends' dreams.  Everyone does.  And they are even better when we're in them.  My friend in 5th grade had a dream where we all wanted to play basketball (what we did a lot during recess), but we didn't have a ball.  They decided to use my head.  It magically popped off and functioned like a normal ball.  At the end, my head just came back on and everything was normal.  Made me laugh.  Though I was a bit horrified that it was my head that was the ball.