Befriending a ghost girl

Date: 3/8/2020

In this dream the first thing I remember doing is struggling to keep two specific stuffed animals in place. My bed was in the middle of my room for some reason (the headboard was against the middle of the center wall) and every time I turned my head one of these two stuffed animals would be somewhere on the floor nearby. I kept putting them back to no avail, and at one point even watched one of them float by me and land on the floor. I waited too long to write the dream down so the next thing I remember happening is standing with the ghost. I had come to know her slightly and even started to consider her as a friend, and that's a huge twist considering every time I have a ghost dream it's usually terrifying. I was with a friend in the dream who I don't really know in real life and she, who had also started to befriend the ghost, had started looking into her past. She discovered more about her true identity and found out that she was trying to lead us away somewhere and either absorb us or eat us somehow. When the ghost girl found this out she got really angry as she had previously told us not to look into her past. The next thing I remember is standing next to her as we confronted her father who appeared to still be alive. We were all standing in front of some barricade, everyone behind us expecting some kind of battle to soon break out between all of them and whoever was on the other side of the barrier. She was pleading with him because she wanted to go back to Australia which apparently is where she was from. Whatever original goal she had of potentially harming us was gone as this was all she cared about anymore. I don't really remember what he was saying in response, but I remember chiming in saying I would accompany her on the plane just so she could fly with someone and then head back home immediately as if a ghost needed a plane to go somewhere but hey maybe they do who knows. Not long after that people on the other side of the barricade started shooting at us, and the ghost girl and I ducked down quickly behind some of the posts holding up the barricade. We both covered our heads and shut our eyes tightly. Despite the situation I don't remember feeling scared. I don't remember what happened after that but having a friendly ghost dream (for the most part) was a nice change from the usual nightmare that happens when a ghost is involved. I don't know what the ghost girl's name was but the name Abigale sticks with me when I try to remember it.