I tried to scream and it was when no sound came out that I realized I was dreaming.
After that I woke up three more times. When I finally felt the cotton of my comforter, the sweat on my forehead, I sat in silence and stillness listening to my heart beat, reassuring myself that this one was real. The problem is that before I woke up, they all felt real too. For all I know, I am still dreaming.