Sorry is long Please read though help!

I was in my room sitting on the edge of my bed. Then my mom walked into the room and asked for a piece of fabric (my mom and me used to paint on fabric and make it into pillows). She went to my desk to cut a piece but she was having trouble cutting it. While she was cutting I looked towards my door and it was now closed and a girl was sitting against it on the floor with her knees to her chest, hugging them. She looked at me with mad eyes and I just looked away.

I looked back at my mom and she still couldn’t cut it, so I took the fabric and the scissors away to cut it my self. When I looked up to give her the piece, it was not my mom anymore. This time, my friend George was standing in front of me, where my mom had been standing. He started talking to me and as he talked I looked towards my door again to see what the girl was doing and that is when I saw the guy (a teenager) standing next to her.

This was the weirdest part because I felt comfortable with them there because I felt like I knew them both. As if I had known their entire life story and had known them since forever. He was looking at with no emotion in his eyes.

I looked back at my friend George and he stopped talking. He had noticed that I wasn’t listening. He then took the pair of scissors away from me and kneeled on my bed behind me. He grabbed my hair and was going to cut it in half. I asked him what he was doing and a familiar voice said “New beginnings Ana.” I looked back to see who was there now and it turned out to be the guy that was standing by the door. I looked at him and asked, “What do you mean________(I called him by his name but when I woke up I had forgotten it)?” he said “I have to tell you so much” and that was when he let go of my hair and laid down on my bed.

I looked at the little girl and noticed that the guy had returned to his place by the door. I looked to see who was sleeping next to me and it was my brother. I laid down next to him and when I closed my eyes I felt like he was gone and I was laying there alone.

Weirdest, scariest dream ever! What does it mean?

Man, this is a wicked emotional dream, sounds like it could be the video clip to teenage crime by Adrian Lux. As for the dream itself, I have no idea about interpreting dreams although...As your hair was being cut and you remember him saying "new begginings ana" and thats what you remember it seems important, perhaps there is something your holding onto that you need to let go of?? I don't know that's what I get out of it. and because you felt comfortable with all the people there like you'd known them forever, maybe it means your comfortable and well off letting go of whatever you need to and your sub-counscious and friends think it's the right move?

But I don't know if that makes any sense to you.

I think the girl and the guy in your dream represent parts of your personality that you don't understand or that you aren't comfortable with. That is why you feel you know them so well.

Your mother trying to cut the fabric and then George wanting to cut your hair could have to do with your wanting to change something about yourself (maybe get rid of those things about you that the girl and guy represent.) That is also expressed in the words "new beginnings".

Thank you soo much
I talked to my friend's pastor because he can interpert draems as well and he suggested similar possiblities.
His interpretation was that the little girl was a representation of myself, and how something overshadowing me, or in control of me (the guy standing next to the girl).
The fact that my mom not being able to cut the fabric represents my mom’s attempt to help me but can’t at the end. She tries cutting until I take it away from her to do it myself.
This is true because it has always been like this. Since I was very young I’ve been independent because my older sister need “more help”. She was always acting out and never matured. I was the good, smart one so my parents left me alone thinking I didn’t need them as much as my sister needed them. In their eyes, I was smart enough to survive on my own.
Having said that, I think the thing I need to let go of my past and the belief that they love her more than me. Even today, under the circumstances I live in. my father kicked my out of his house because I was 15 minutes late. My sister though, finally returned home after running away to Utah with her druggie boyfriend. They welcomed her home with open arms, pregnant and all. On the other hand, when I returned, I was the outcast and now nobody talks to me except my mom.
Now I am trying to forgive the situation, the circumstances, and the time I allowed myself to live like this.
I will be ok though
I’m finally escaping this year. I’m going to college on the other side of the us, New York<3
& even though my family has never been proud of my work at school, who cares, I am!
Thank you for this, I feel soo much better

Yea friend good job dealing with such a situation. I myself used to live with my father who was very emotionally abusive and not supportive of anything I aspired too. He was very harsh in yelling at me for anything he could (although he was dellusional from his years of being an alcoholic police officer and often believed whole-heartedly in things that were simply paranoia) So yea, he'd take emotional stress out on me. I could deal with it at first because I'm pretty chill and well equipped to handle heavy emotional situations. But after two years, I couldnt handle knowing that when the clock struck around 11pm he would come home drunk and angry at the world about something and couldnt wait to take it out on me.

I got out of there at just after new years 2010 so goodluck in your future endeavours. I'm rooting for ya friend.

It's funny how dreams come to you & kick you on the butt to make you stop crying & finally start living

Lets share my dream then, Shukukan, New Beginings<3

I guess now, time & distance will be my only salvaton