.k.i.t.s.i.e.
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I have a lot of dreams where I'm not myself. Just a completely different person observing life through another character's eyes. It's strange because none of these characters are even people that I want to be and I don't think they're a part of myself either. Unless, of course, they're shrouded in so many metaphors I can't even begin to pick them all apart.

Last night I dreamt that I was a girl living under the care of an evil step parent or foster parents with my little sister. We were in a city walking through some store and while the step mother's back was turned I grabbed my sisters hand and whispered in her ear that we were going to run away. I noticed a guy around my age who said he would help me. I was drawn his easy going smile and his eagerness to help my sister and I get away. He gave me a green sweatshirt to put on and then handed me a blue plaid to give to my sister. Our step mother turned around when I called out for my sister to come closer. Before I knew it, the guy had my hand in his and we took off through a back door with my sister close behind. We found ourselves in what seemed to be this safe haven for kids our age who came from unfortunate situations. Wherever I went, the guy stayed near me and I tried to always be close to him. My sister had made friends in this place and was off with them and I found myself standing next him in this hallway wanting to get closer to him, to feel his touch, to explore every inch of his mind and body. Before the rest of the dream faded from my memory, I remember my hand reaching towards his.