I once had a dream that took place in the back yard of one of my old houses. There was a side of the yard that we didn’t really go on because our parents couldnlt see us from the window and there was nothing over there to do.
In my dream I was a cave …child I guess you could say. I wasn’t living with other cave dwellers, but I was living with the animals that ‘oppsosed the cave dwellers. They were a combination of girrafs and pecan tress (I know what you’re thinking —> o.0) Thell looked like girraffs but pecans fell from thier heads and thier necks felt like bark. I had grown up with them my whole life.
One day a cave dweller kidnapped me to bring me back to my ‘own kind’ but I didn’t want to be there. So the two sides had a ‘war’, as I remember it being in the dream, over me.
In the end I ran away from the cave dwellers and back to my girraffe tree people family. and that’s how the dream ends. :) wierd I know, but I’m not making anyof this up!