Orca Whales and Dolls
I had a dream that my parents weren't my real parents and that my real parents had been dead my whole life and were buried in my neighbor's front yard. Their grave was marked by a little circle of pine trees. But the trees were planted so close together that when they grew, it turned into a little cave in the middle. Inside it was covered in pretting pink, white and peach twinkle lights and there were pretty things everywhere- lots of colorful glass artwork. It was so beautiful and full of love inside that it made you want to never leave. But I wasn't supposed to know that it existed or that my parents weren't my real parents. What is our shed right now was a barn in my dream and we had horses. One of them was mine and I loved it so much. We had a couple other ones and I loved them too, but mine was like my best friend. When I found out that my parents were dead and buried back there, I raced to the barn to get my horse, but she didn't have a saddle on, so I got on another one that did and had my horse run along side of us. I went to their grave and went inside, but my neighbors came running out to stop me because I wasn't supposed to go in there. So I had to hurry while I was in there and I found a pretty ring made out of pink glass that fit my finger perfectly. So I took it and ran out through the other side of the pine trees and started calling for my horse, but I couldn't see her anywhere and she wouldn't come. Then I realized that if my real parents were dead that my parents I've thought were mine my whole life weren't, and it didn't make sense. And I wasn't mad at them or sad because they had lied to me. They had loved me so much that it might as well have been the truth. And my horse never came, and then I woke up and it took a few minutes before I realized it wasn't real.