I had this dream where I was a Gypsy girl, and I was running from the Nazi's. I was wearing a blue silk dress, and a man wearing a purple shirt and a beautiful face was helping me escape. He was a gypsy also, but for some reason nobody knew. Anyways, he was telling me the plan, of how we were to escape from Hungary. He was actually hugging me, and I felt the cloth of his shirt under my fingers, and it was like touching a piece of heaven. Then we were kissing......which is kinda weird for me actually, especially since i don't even know who the man with the beautiful face is. But then we were at his dinner party, and I was supposed to be the servant, and we realized one man there would recognize me(it's actually a guy from my church), and so I wore this big white hat. While I was serving the rich man (the guy from church), he did recognize me, and the man with the beautiful face realized that, and slapped me across the left side of my face. then I kinda fell to the ground, and he picked me up by my right arm and dragged me out of the room, acting like he was angry. Then he said that he had to do that to protect my real identity. I accepted it. And I felt my face throbbing. But then we fled from the place, leaving all his guests behind. Well, little did he know, the Nazi's were after him, too. Eventually, they caught up with him and dragged him off, while I hid in the bushes. He signaled to me to run. So I did. I went to this vacant house, and I hid in the closet, which had little wholes so you could see through it. A little girl had saw me go in, and the Nazi that had been stalking me the whole time was pointed toward the closet by her, so he came up, he shrank down so I could see his face and said "You can't run from me now." and he opened the closet, and grabbed me by my left arm. Then I woke up (in real life)


The thing that really stumps me though, is why am I aware of all of my senses? I mean, in the dream I see things in colour, I smell things, I taste things, I feel things, and I hear things.
And then, the next morning when I had woken from that dream, I felt like I had gotten totally beat up and like I'd just ran a marathon. I was so physically tired, the side (that I got slapped in the dream) was throbbing and I actually discovered I had a little bruise, and my right and left arms where I had been grabbed in my dream felt sore and achy, like somebody had really pulled me out by my arm, and hard. My legs ached also, like I had been runnning. And I was sweating terribly bad. And the weird thing is, to this day, I can still recall the fabric of the beautiful man's shirt, like I had actually touched it.

This dream occurred about...2 months ago, and I still remember like it was yesterday.
What is up with this?

I think it's normal to experience things with all your senses in your dreams, and to feel the after-effects after you dream. It's just that we often forget many of the details of our dreams soon after we have them, because real life gets in the way of remembering.

This is about insecurity and i think you should invest in a something like a white hat or a pearl necklace(any colour) to help overcome it. To make you feel safe.