Dreaming through my past

Date: 2/13/2021

I dreamt I was pretending to be a Nazi officer in order to rescue some kids from a camp. I was occasionally secretively winking at the kids I was sent to save. But then somehow the commanding officer already knew that I was a traitor, and/or I have myself away by not responding correctly. I was forced to kneel in front of him, and he began to shoot around my head. Rather than be toyed with, I suddenly moved my head into one of the shots. As I died, I was reliving my past by flying through beautiful renderings of some of my favorite places I’d been, and/or where parts of me had been formed. It was reminiscent of the ‘Soarin Over California’ ride. I had visited three or four such places when I started to gain actual consciousness about my dreaming. There was one more place I wanted to go, but due to my awareness, I was struggling to bring it up. Then, almost as if my dream gained sentience, I started experiencing anguish and immense fear. Wanting to escape my dream, I cried out, “Help me!” At first it came out as only a croak, but then I was actually yelling it and then I was finally pulled from my nightmare by my mom holding me and shaking me awake, telling me it was going to be okay. .. .. .. .. .. ......then as my perception shifted, I was pulled back to reality and awoke in real life, sweaty, breathing hard, and alone.