If dreams are reflections or foreshadowers, I'm on a path where I'm becoming a stronger person. Often, I had dreams of running from something, usually climbing backyard fences desperately, hoping that I could hide in one of them and because there were so many backyards, it might not find me... yet, I would keep hopping fences, thinking the more I hopped, the better the hiding place. Last night, I had a dream of hopping fences, but it was to fight something sinister. In my own backyard I found a portal to a different dimension where everything felt ancient and monsters roamed the earth. Bas reliefs of creatures came to life and bit off the scalps of unhappy people. I watched a young man sing into the night, his father listening contently at his son only for his wife to approach him later to call for a divorce. I felt bad for the man, angry at the woman, and that was when the creature flew toward the woman and bit off her scalp, but not without letting off the husband. I had people I trust accompany my journey as I traced that thing I was after. I found myself nearing the woods, the edge kept divided by a small hedge maze. As I stepped in, I realized there were footprints on the soft soil ground. Each footprint had an engraved symbol on it. I knew they were curses. Just like that, I fled. Perhaps next time. I wasn't strong enough yet. As I ran and jumped fences nimbly back home, I noticed the wide open windows of my neighbors and they saw me. That intense, ferocious look on my face. They were afraid of me. Of me! That neighborhood girl, she looks dangerous, they said.