Dream About Escaping Danger On A Train

I was a young girl, running away from someone I knew, they were trying to hurt me and I was afraid, but I managed to escape after getting into a train yard and getting on a train. I hid there for a while until a kind older woman offered to help me, she did not know I was in danger but insisted a child shouldn't be traveling alone. She gave me toys to play with and new clothes to wear, and by the time we reached our destination had told me I could just stay with her. She was a very wealthy woman and had high expectations of me to be kind and behave, which I did. We spent a lot of time on trains, where I was charming and sweet to others, often gaining their favor and receiving gifts from them as well. After a while I was very loved by almost everyone I met on the trains, except for a little boy who looked exsactly like me. This boy hated me, I knew he did, but it wasn't until we were older that he did something about that hate. After being stabbed with a butterknife I ran away from the boy, feeling very scared and confused. Thankfully another older boy came to my rescue, I knew immediately that I liked this other boy. He helped hide me in a washroom, where he taught me to hold a small knife he had been carrying. Together we managed to fight off the boy who looked like me and I was escorted back to the old woman who had now become my mother. I saw the boy who had saved me many times on the trains after that, he taught me a lot. He helped me learn to defend myself, to fight, and we became very close to each other but I was never able to confess that I liked him before we were separated. At some point a war had started and I guess we must have been on opposite sides because the trains I rode suddenly became very different, almost dragon like in shape, and now had cars that looked like homes. I next to never left the train again. On the one occasion I did leave the train, two older gentlemen were quickly trying to hustle me through crowds watching out for anyone who may take me. These gentlemen cared for me like I was their daughter and quickly pushed me onto the train, but they did not come with me. It appeared the enemy was searching specifically for me and I didn't understand why. By the time I was an adult, I still didn't understand what the fight was about, but I did know it was my job to protect the people on the train and I often had to call on what the boy from long ago had taught me. It took some time, but I became someone to adore and to fear, known for my kindness toward my people and my savagery toward my enemies. I also became known for my plan to drive the final train into the sea where it would double as a ship and me and my people would be free. Around this same time I began to see the boy who looked just like me. He was no longer angry with me, he still did not like me, but now he at least obeyed me, just like everyone else. Together we made a plan, one only we knew, where if things were to go wrong, he would become me and either take my place if captured, or lead my people if I died. After that he seemed to become okay with me, though there was clearly no love shared between us. After we had made this plan, I noticed an increase in attacks from the enemy. Their people would get onto my train and I'd have to drive them off. Oddly enough, they never seemed interested in anyone else on the train, only me. This is when I learned for certain that the boy I had deeply liked, was in fact, on the enemies side. It was very hard to face him, and more times than I can count I chose to run away until he had no choice but to give up and escape my train before my own fighters could kill him. During a heavy storm, I gave my people a chance, they could leave the train if they wanted, but the time to drive the train into the sea had come and once we started there could be no stopping it. No one left, and we began our journey. During this time, the enemy had boarded and hid in among us, some of my own people turning out to be spies as well. And as we barreled through tunnels and over mountains, a fight happened all across the train. I did not want to kill people but I did hurt many protecting my people, and in the end I did drive my train into the sea. What I hadn't known is that this plan was known by my enemies and they had planned for this and had trapped my vessel. And just as we had planned, during the capture, they had taken the boy instead of me and I slipped away into the sea. The enemy was enraged when they discovered their prisoner was not me, but one person already knew. As I swam toward the shore the boy, now a man, called to me from not far behind. He was enraged with my crimes, furious with the life I had come to live, and all I could say to him was "I only did to them what you taught to me." He looked very shocked, and very hurt, it appeared he didn't know I was the same girl from before. Meeting on shore, the two of us watched each other, neither getting any closer just looking. I told him I did not want to fight him, and threw down the same small knife he had given to me a long time ago. We both continued to just stare at one another, I wanted to hug the man who had been my closest friend, but I knew I couldn't. After a while, he let me go, and I fled toward a busy city, but it hurt me to leave him.