One Dream In Particular

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It’s Not Playtime

I can remember the vibe more than anything. Everyone else in the dream, gang, was on the same team and I was the target. There was a lot of menacing and threatening and I remember trying to sustain and even keep up, maybe get along but I couldn’t. I remember the others telling me of the horrors that would come my way if I couldn’t conform or perform. Also the setting, it seemed like an evil treehouse/playground. I remember being on a swing while gang members/demons (for whatever reason they were combined in the dream) moved around me in a way I was not capable of mirroring. The overall sentiment was that I was outnumbered, overmatched and headed for trouble.