Playground Cemetery School in Space

Date: 12/13/2016

I was a little girl, in a red dress. I was upset because nobody had taught me magic, my family was gone, and there was no one to teach me anymore. I was out on a playground in space, it was literally open to the stars and night sky, so completely open it was as if it were floating up there. You could literally see space from anywhere, even down through the dark invisible ground. Each part of the playground, each little thing to go and run and jump on, were frozen pieces of time. A message from my family. My family was dead, had died thousands of years ago, and they were still alive teaching me. This play ground was their way of teaching me. I was having a hard time getting the lesson. I kept going through the message over over again, but slowly it began changing. As I realized what it was it was easier to see. It was a message specifically for me I know because my name kept being repeated over and over again, inside this play ground. I think the play ground was also a cemetery. I think part of the message was scary, or the woman giving that part was scary. I think Native American culture played a small part in the message. Maybe.