In this dream, I was in my old bed in my old home I moved out of over a year ago. It was night time, and I remember laying there and listening to the neighborhood children screaming . The screams were angry/frustrated, opposed to scared. I tried going to sleep in my dream, but when I closed my eyes all I could see were intense, colorful, geometrical patterns. It made me feel dizzy. Afterwards, I opened my eyes in the dream and looked at the window in front of me. The curtain was slightly cracked open. I saw a light flashing through my window, and I knew I was being watched. I ran outside, it was around 5 am (sun hadnt risen yet). I found a person I knew standing at my window, and I was furious at them. I ended up screaming at them, I was furious, and that's when I "woke up". Or snapped out of the state of dreaming. For more context, I was between being asleep and being concious. I was dreaming, without the satisfaction of my body being at rest at all. It took me a while to realize I was dreaming, but I never took control of anything. I woke up at 3:33/3:34am, (second night in a row that I've woken up at this time)