Drawing notebook

Dream/rant? +ART!?

Hey guys! So as much as it killed me to stay away from you all, I held my promise and didn't update till now. AND I HAS ART! ARE YOU PROUD OF ME!?

Anyways, I will show you the art, then for those of you who actually care about anything I have to say, I had this WIERD dream the other night and I really feel the need to share it to peoples

Art;

Well I have an extremely small amount of art for how long Ive been gone, but here you go anyways

WIP;

Credit for drawing; TimeTravelingMew
Credit for coloring; me

Stupid wattpad camera, why you turn photos sideways!?

Anyways, art is done. Anyone who doesn't want to read about some weird dream I had that could be turned into a story can leave now.

Dream;

So I was at some sort of camp. I was hanging out with some apparent friends, a boy and two girls. As the two girls had their own side conversation I started talking to the boy. I remember clearly that he had brown hair, blue eyes and tan skin.

As we were talking, a man wearing a green cloak walked up to us. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up, scolding me for running away (cause apparently I had done that)

Then I started complaining about me just wanting to make friends just like every other normal person in the camp. But he said that I was a special case. Because apparently I had done something that was against nearly all the rules that had been in place (something about a fire)

So Im dragged back to my room where there are two other adults. One female, another male. I sit on my bed in pout, demanding privacy. They reluctantly leave but the female and man with the cloak wait outside my door. Somehow I escape through the window and pull out my phone. I called up a friend who was not allowed to attend the camp.

At this camp we were not allowed to have any contact with the outside world so I was breaking a rule. As I am mid-conversation, a lady walks up to me from behind. I beg her not to tell on me, not wanting to get in trouble. And she said she didn't plan to. She just wanted me to be warned of the secrets this place held.

Apparently, because of my special powers, I was part of some big master plan they had. It was meant for evil, but only some of the people at the camp knew of the plan.
' So that was why I had always been escorted and guarded' I remember thinking. {1}

Eventually I go back into my room only to be met by a stern look from the guy in the cloak as I crash onto the hard floor from the hight of my window.
I smiled at him as I brushed my shirt off. He grabbed my arm again and looked straight into my eyes the way adults do that lets you know you're in bid trouble.

He then said something about wanting to keep me safe. I remember what the lady had told me and kick him in the shin, pulling my arm away. I them throw the door open and sprint down the hall to outside, aware of the many adults giving chase. I eventually make it to the wall (this camp has walls now XD )
And climb up it as if I've been mountain climbing my whole life
(Which I haven't)
To my surprise, my friend from earlier is waiting for me at the bottom if the other side of the wall. We both run of into the forest.

Then I wake up and be like-
"What even?"

{1}
(NOW PAUSE HERE;

Is it weird or unnatural to be able to be in a dream, and even be in a 3rd person POV but still have full control over yourself, but not other characters? Or almost swear you feel every pain, emotion and thing that interacts with "you" in your dream? Even if the person who is "you" is not really you?
Or be able to rewind small parts of the dream on your own cue to rewrite them?
Because almost every dream I have is like this. And its weird because although I can do all this, I cant wake up on my own cue. Is this normal, or at least something other people can do? Or just me?