The Little Girl

Date: 9/24/2024

I was with a couple friends, one of them being the redhead from that comedy sketch show BYUtv Studio C, Natalie. There were maybe 3 others, but I don't remember them vividly. I only remember Natalie, and that one of the others was a guy. We were at someone's house. A fat, middle-aged woman, with chin-length black hair that kind of curled at the very tips. She had an adoptive daughter ( possibly foster, I'm not sure ) that she was *screaming* at. She was chasing her around the house, throwing things and screaming so intensely that she was turning red and sweating. The little girl, 9 years old, was scared. No matter how often this happened, Eliana just couldn't get used to her guardian treating her like that. With no need for us to be there for the screaming fit, we decided to leave. I was already in the car when the others came out. They had Eliana with them. It was probably about 9 o'clock at night. I didn't think a 9 year old needed to be out at night, especially since we didn't know when we'd be back! I questioned them all, which then turned to chastising them. But they didn't care. They just claimed that being with us, even this late at night, was better than her being at that house and being abused. I wasn't happy about it though. I felt she should be home. Her adoptive ( or foster or whatever she was ) mother didn't necessarily abuse her. Not physically anyway. Sure, she went overboard with the screaming. But still.... the girl needed to be at home. What if Elianas mom called the cops on us for "kidnapping"? There's no telling what she would do or say. Yet, Eliana remained with us. She, along with the rest of us, stayed up all night, and the following morning we went to work, taking Eliana with us. I'm not sure where we worked, or even what we did exactly, but apparently that nasty old man Vincent ( that ran the old hotel Al and I had stayed at ) was our boss. And for some reason, some Nasa representatives were coming into our work today. Towards the mid to end of the day, I got on to Eliana about her being there, telling her she should have gone home a long time ago! She never acted negatively towards me no matter how angry I was or how rude and mean I was regarding her being there. With her long straight brown hair hanging behind her, she smiled sweetly, and told me how utterly ecstatic she was, because based on an essay she had written ( not sure if she had written it previously and just had it on her, or if she wrote it that very morning ), NASA accepted her as an apprentice for one of their programs. She was accepted into this work program that required her to show up Mon - Fri, 9 - 5. As proud of herself ( for Eliana was a bright, hardworking girl ) and absolutely thrilled to get the apprenticeship, as she was, I was just as equally furious. "NASA wd give an apprenticeship to a NINE YEAR OLD??! And without even having her parents present? Does that sound responsible to you??!" I screamed both at her as well as to anyone else within hearing range. When no one seemed to take my qualms seriously, I became enraged! I grabbed a green glass bottle and hit the neck of it against something, breaking it in half with its glass edges, ready to cut someone. I shoved it in Natalie's face, screaming, "This little girl has been with us ALL NIGHT, she never even slept! And now today's almost over, and no one has even been in touch with her parents!" The tall, dirty-blonde male subdued me by telling me that we can take Eliana home now. So we all piled into an S.U.V, and began the drive to Elianas house. Once in Elianas neighborhood, there came a car right behind us. It pulled up super close, almost rear-ending us. We heard gun shots, like a machine gun going off; Shells were flying out of the car windows. We all ducked in our seats, some of us onto the floor itself, and tried to speed off to lose the car. Surely they were after someone else and we just got caught in the cross-fire, so to speak? We hurriedly reached Elianas street, and flew into her yard, over the grass, missing the driveway completely. The car was still right behind us. Everyone in the car was laughing. There was a huge loudspeaker on the roof. They were playing gunshot sounds and throwing things out of the window that looked like gunshot shells. They thought it was hilarious. We didn't even know these ppl. After taking a moment to catch their breaths from laughing so hard, they drove off, never even said a word to any one of us. After peering from friend to friend, with a look of disbelief on *all* of our faces, we finally just let it go and walked to the door. One of us knocked. Elianas (adoptive) father opened the door. He had long-ish brown hair that flipped up at the ears and round glasses. One of the friends began saying, "We're returning your daughter, Sir. She's been with us all night, we're sorry". I pushed my way to the front of our little group and said, not without a bit of passion, "She ran off with us, stayed up *all night*, and...." when her father interrupted me and said, "Shhh. It's fine. Allow her to explain", while smiling so sweetly towards Eliana. "Oh, yes, of course.", I said, taking a step back. As I looked upon the situation as a whole, I had these thoughts..... " Why wasn't the father here last night when his wife was berating Eliana? And if the mother is verbally abusive at the *very* least, and the father is a complete hippie pushover, not even wondering or caring that had been gone for the past 24 hours, then that poor little girl is never going to have a good, stable, or loving upbringing...

AI generated interpretation This dream contains several elements that suggest underlying feelings of responsibility, protectiveness, and concern for the well-being of others. The presence of Natalie from BYUtv Studio C and the other friends in the dream may symbolize a sense of camaraderie and support in facing challenging situations. The central theme of the dream involves the mistreatment of a young girl named Eliana by her adoptive or foster mother. This may reflect feelings of powerlessness or frustration in witnessing injustice or abuse in waking life, and a desire to intervene and protect those who are vulnerable. The fact that Eliana ultimately ends up spending time with the dreamer and the group of friends, rather than going back home, could reflect a sense of guilt or conflict about not being able to provide a safe environment for her. The involvement of NASA and the subsequent anger towards Eliana's acceptance into their program at such a young age could represent feelings of disbelief or outrage at the perceived injustices or unrealistic expectations placed on children in society. The dreamer's extreme reaction to this situation, including grabbing a glass bottle with the intention to harm, may indicate a buildup of anger and frustration towards perceived injustices or failures in protecting the innocence of children. The sudden appearance of gunshots and a car chase towards the end of the dream may symbolize a sense of danger or unpredictability in the dreamer's waking life, where external threats or conflicts arise unexpectedly and cause fear or anxiety. The laughter and dismissal of the situation by the unknown group in the car could signify a lack of concern or empathy from others in the face of danger or crisis, leaving the dreamer feeling isolated or unsupported. The encounter with Eliana's adoptive father at the end of the dream, who appears to be passive and indifferent towards the events that transpired, may symbolize a lack of protection or guidance in the dreamer's own life, or a reflection of unresolved issues with parental figures. The dreamer's inner dialogue questioning the dynamics of Eliana's family and the potential implications for her upbringing could reflect a deeper concern about the impact of dysfunctional or neglectful relationships on a child's emotional well-being. Overall, this dream highlights the dreamer's inner conflicts, fears, and desires related to feelings of responsibility, protection, justice, and stability in relationships and societal structures. It may indicate a need to address unresolved emotions or take action to advocate for those who are vulnerable or oppressed in waking life.