Magical Little Girl Me

I am about 10 or 11 years old. A brown-haired gay guy named Ben is teaching me to see through enchantments. When I really focus, I am able to see that he is missing two fingers from his hand. The hand is enchanted so that most people see all the fingers there.

A little later on, he gives his hand to a witch to make some sort of magical amulet. This involves removing one or two more fingers. The hand still shows all fingers present due to the enchantment. Throughout the dream, I sometimes see him as still having his hand and sometimes don't - not due to an enchantment, but more because my subconscious forgets he is missing the hand. I see him as having both hands more and more frequently as the dream goes on.

Mandy, who had been our cook or some such thing, leaves to work elsewhere. We have a quick, sincere but not overly emotional goodbye.

Then I, still the same 10-11 year old girl, am an actress on a television show. In this show I have the ability to see the future of the people around me and am able to use that knowledge to change the course of events. I, the actress, also have the same ability and they often base things in the show on my experiences. At times I am not sure whether I am acting in the show or living in reality.

I see that Ben and a character played by Neil Patrick Harris are going to die. We are all bustling around to save the city from some huge threat. Then, when things have calmed down a bit, Ben goes off to his room. Soon I realize that this is when Ben dies so I run out into the living room and yell out for everybody to go give CPR. Neil Patrick Harris is the first to respond. As I run in with the rest of the cast, Neil Patrick Harris is lying on the floor, on his back, and Ben helps him up. This confuses me since Ben was supposed to be the one dying here. That is soon forgotten, and it is again Ben who has been saved. So I hug Ben, relieved to have saved his life. Then I hug Mandy, who says something about having enjoyed working with me. And then I hug Neil Patrick Harris, sad that he is going to die soon and hoping to see more of how he dies so that I can save him. Then I see in his future that he is not going to die soon - apparently when he saved Ben's life, he changed events enough so that he saved his own life as well. I make some sort of exclamation about how now he isn't going to die, which surprises everybody. They had all known Ben was going to die in the course of saving the city, but I had said nothing about Neil Patrick Harris's upcoming death.

Then I am in bed. I pick up my cellphone and I see that it is counting down to the time the alarm is set to go off -3... 2... 1. As it hits one, I turn off the alarm so it does not buzz. I just lay in bed for a while, enjoying the fact that I woke up myself and shut off the alarm before it went off. Then the real alarm starts beeping and I wake up.