All the dreams are important. Together they seem to be painting some sort of odd picture.
Not my childhood as I know it. I dreamt of a creature. I called it I-Chaya. She was my pet, a bear and possibly dog hybrid with very large and sharp fangs. She was gentle and loyal. I also dreamt of a school, but it was like nothing we have here. Some boys teased me, tried to upset me. I lost my patience. The setting and the dress wasn't especially... human.