Hi there! I am a 13 year old girl who has a stressful life in middle school. I'm in 8th grade, but I will be going to highschool when I graduate. I wish not to say my name. Last night I had a strange dream that I will now explain hopefully thoroughly.
In the beginning of my dream, I saw a man who looks about 20 years old laying on a leather couch inside of my house. Next to him was a either a teenage girl or a young 8 year old girl. I'm not positive on what age she was. Suddenly, me, my mother, the man, and the girl went outside. I believe it was to go to a store. When I came outside, I saw my cats. It was night the the sky was black, the moon shining brightly. As I walked through my yard, I noticed a large tiger was next to me. I walked away from it and yet again, saw another tiger. Except, this tiger was white with black stripes, and it had a puffy tail. The 8 year old/ possibly teenage girl asked what cat she could keep. She pointed towards my cat, Sylvester, a male tuxedo cat. I shook my head and saw my deceased cat, Misfit. (I'll tell you more about Misfit after I explain my dream.) He was trying to climb over the fence, but I scolded him. My mom, the man, and the girl went inside of a car. I then looked at the tigers and realized that they could attack me. I started feeling scared and climbed on top of the poch stairs on the house. I yelled to my mom, "Come get me!" Or something of the sort. I just kept staring at the car and guessed that she didn't hear me, so I went inside to get my iPhone. When I got my phone, I woke up, weak and weary.
Now that I have told you my dream, I will describe Mistfit. Misfit used to be a beautiful cream colored, long haired cat. His name was Misfit because he was named after his mother, Misfit. His mother had ran away after she gave birth to her litter. When I moved to a new house, one of my neighbors had spilled got oil on Misfit, causing his long fur to burn off and so he had short fur. It took him a while to rehabilitate, but his fur will never grow long ever again. During the summer, I found his body on the street. It looked as if he got run over many times. He was a very old cat, so maybe it was time for him to move on.
I hope someone can interpret this strange dream that I had.
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