Stop stealing my stuff yall

Date: 7/20/2018

Im hanging out with Amy out in the middle of nowhere at someone’s house. It’s the middle of the night and we’re just out in the yard. Then she gets a call and she immediately says she has to go, that her sister is in the hospital and she needs to be there. She’s my ride so we go get in the car, which is my dads giant truck and Amy is driving it for whatever reason. Don’t really remember what all happens but then I’m alone in the truck and I’m driving. I park at this store or hotel or something and go inside. There’s a bunch of dudes outside and most of them look pretty rough. Suddenly I remember something my dad had told me about not parking in a certain spot in this parking lot, because people will try to tear apart the truck if you leave it alone for more than a second. I rush outside and see this group of dirty guys with the truck hood all up and they’re just snipping wires left and right and pulling parts out and sticking them in their van. I run at them, screaming, asking “who do you think you are?” and “how dare you touch my truck?” And all this. I’m totally stunned that they’d just so blatantly steal stuff from the truck. I order them to put the stuff back, but they just keep hauling the piece they have to their van. I yank it away from them, scream and cuss at them a bit more, then angrily drive off. I feel so awful because my dad had told me not to leave the truck unattended and now I’d probably gotten it ruined. I drive for some time, then park again in the side of the road. I’d spotted my grandpa broken down on the side of the road so I stopped to help. I meet him by his vehicle and we poke around it for a bit. Then he mentions something about how I should watch my truck, because people seem to really be into it. Once again there are numerous people just like swarming around it, poking at the tool boxes and stuff and they look like they’re about ready to take off with something. I march over and tell them all to get lost. They all just want to play dumb saying they’re just looking, but we all know that’s a lie. I finally get just about every one to leave, but there’s this one girl still pulling stuff out of a duffle bag in the bed of the truck. “Just what exactly do you think you’re doing?” I demand. She just shrugs her shoulders as though she couldn’t care less. “You’re taking my stuff!” “No I’m not,” she says. I’m incredulous, and yank the stuff out of her hands. “You’re literally holding my stuff! You’re digging through my luggage!” She rolls her eyes and shrugs it off. “I’m not.” I snatch her bag away and open it up. “These are my bungee cords! These are my clothes!” I pull out one thing after another, just stunned that she is so blatantly lying to me when I literally have the proof in my hands. I grab one last item and it’s the breaking point before I start crying. “You’re literally stealing my dead dog’s collar! That’s the only thing I have left of her. What the hell is wrong with you!”

AI generated interpretation This dream suggests that you are feeling vulnerable, frustrated, and angry. It seems like you are concerned about people taking advantage of you, and you feel like people are not respecting your boundaries. The dream could also be a sign that you are feeling guilty about something and that you are worried that it will come back to haunt you. It could also be a sign that you need to take steps to protect yourself and your possessions from being taken advantage of. Ultimately, this dream could be an expression of your feelings of insecurity and a warning to take steps to protect yourself.