I was in a city, yet it was run down with black soot on the ground and the buildings were gray wood. Although, it wasn't me. the person i was portraying was 16, blond, and had blue eyes; i am none of these things. Well anyway in the dream my mother was with me,not my real mother in reality, or at least that was what i thought her as. Anyway we were wearing big winter coats, like the ones with fur and everything; mine white, my mother's black.
It was snowing when we walked into the center of the city. My mother told me to try to cover ourselves to avoid people knowing our wealth status. I did as i was told and we started to walk again. I noticed that my white high heels were extremely out of place since everyone elses were black. I looked up and a group of ragged men came toward us and i could sense that they were up to no good.
I pulled my mother into a clothing shop desperately looking for a police men or someone with authority. The last thing i remember was being cornered by the men and was desperately trying to keep my mother safe since she was more fragile than i.
It felt so real; as if i was reliving it. Well i desire any thoughts you may have, thanks!
blessed be.
