Fleeing the Government

Date: 8/21/2016

In my second dream of the night, I was a small child, running from the government. I tried to blend with other children in this very large play structure as their helicopters sped by overhead. There were two little boys with me, around my age. They told me that we would escape, and not to worry. The officials we were fleeing from towered menacingly in the distance--appearing as giants. (probably only because I was so afraid of them.) I spotted them and yanked on one of the boy's sleeves, whispering that we had to go. They both nodded, but we were basically trapped. As they approached, we hopped on our bicycles and bulldozed through them, going as fast as we could. Our hearts were pounding, and we needed to get away, but I'm still not sure why.