Dreams and lucid dreams

I knew I was dreaming because everything was topsy turvy I asked a man to slap me to wake me up as I was panicking he slapped me across the face and it hurt. There he said, your not dreaming your still here. I told him to hit me again as I wanted to go home my dogs were waiting for me, am I dead I thought. He refused to hit me so I asked his girlfriend who at first shook her head. I pleaded with her. They kept trying to convince me that this was real but I knew it couldn't be as the elongated candlesticks were hanging down from the table. At last she hit me and I awoke my face stinging with relief. I have began to study the lucid dreams I can touch things and they feel solid I felt metal which was cold and soft suede of a sofa. I have kept a dream diary for thirty five years and have become quite accomplished in controlling my dreams though not always.