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So when I was about 9, me and my friends always used to bully my neighbor (really mean I know. I regret it) but anyways, he still lives in the same house, I just live one road behind him, so in my dream, me and his brother were playing, then we started fighting. I beat him up really good and he went home. Crying. Then I woke up and I was writing in my dream journal about my dream, then I actually woke up.

I had a really vivid dream that i was a native American with a white feather on top, no shirt, muscular torso, tanned, beaded hair, and leather pants. It was like a really stereotypical look, and I was in this land where there where these weird hay bundles. What made them so weird is they where thick and looked like statues that tied them together. They where below this beautiful canyon with golden brown soft dirt and there where pretty patterns on the canyon walls. The canyon looked like this. The dog thingy is what I saw all over the canyon, only they where 3D.



I twas really pretty and I think I was on a spiritual journey. Really loved it.