Thread: 2 dreams from my childhood

It's been several years since I've had these dreams, but they're the only dreams that have stayed with me distinctively. I just want to know what they might have meant at the time.

I am a 17 yr. old Mexican-American girl. I can't recall exactly how old I was during the two dreams, but I'm think I was around 5 to 7. I was a very socially awkward girl. I had friends, but many of them just used me as the butt of their jokes. My teacher even thought I was autistic, but parents believed she was wrong (I'm fine right now, so I'm guessing she was wrong). I was very close to my parents (my dad more than my mom), but I had a bit of a strained relationship with my siblings. i was the middle child and looked a bit different from them (I had darker skin, was a bit hairier, and was mistaken for being Indian). They would constantly make me cry by telling me I was found in a trash can and that my real parents were monkeys. Harsh, huh? Weird thing was, I always forgave them since they would always apologize to me afterward.

That was a bit long, but I am aware that I should at least describe a bit of myself when asking for interpretations.

The first dream was on a mountain in the forest. It was my parents, my big brother, my little sister, and myself. The dream terrified me. We were hiking and almost immediately I became lost from them. I wandered around before I came upon them. They were cornered by a bear, and my dad was yelling at my mom and siblings to run, but then he ran with us. The next thing I remember we were separated. I didn't see my sister again. The bear was running after my brother. I watched as the bear went for my brother and ran when he began to attack. I could hear my brother scream. Then I came upon a giant square pit with snakes at the bottom. There was a log that allowed you to cross and my mom was on the other side calling for me. My dad was walking across the log and told me to follow him. I was so scared, but the bear was behind me, so I began to crawl my way across. I began to cry terribly because I was afraid of falling. My dad encouraged me to keep going, but when I looked up he began to wobble. He fell into the snakes below. I stopped and started crying harder, gripping onto the log. My mom was yelling that if I didn't make it, she would leave me behind. I woke up right here and I began to cry. I went out and found my mom in the kitchen. I cried when I told her what happened in my dream and she hugged me and gave me some milk before sending me to bed. I never had that dream again, but it's always been in my memory.

The second dream can be seen as a bit silly, but it still scared me as a child. It should be known that I have a tendency to easily become terrified and paranoid of anything I find unsettling. Right now, I have what can only be called xenophobia and a fear of the paranormal. At the time, I was terrified of puppets. And not just any puppets, here's the kicker: I was afraid of Sesame Street's Grover. Yeah, the blue one with the pink nose. The dream started with me waking up from a nightmare. Usually when I had a bad dream (at that was a lot at this age), I would go into my parents' room to sleep with them. When I crawled of my bunk to leave I looked into my brother's bed (bottom bunk). And it was Grover. He looked at me and screamed like he was the one surprised by me. I screamed and ran out into my parents room. When I crawled into their bed however, they were replaced. By two other Grovers (the "mother" one wearing a pink nightgown makes me laugh when I remember). They screamed and I screamed even louder, crawling away from them. When I turned around there was a tv there with Grover on it. When I looked around, it was a room of Grovers. I proceeded to freak out until I woke up in a cold sweat. I didn't leave my bed that night.

Does anyone have some light to shed on what these dreams could have meant?