Dream 4

Ok, ok... just one more!
So I had a dream last night where I was in Civil War time, and it was a repeat of a dream i think I have had twice before at least. I am one of many people getting ready to fight in a large, open building, like a warehouse in it's large emptiness but like a church in it's up high/filled with people and no stuff-ness. I do not know what the outside looked like. We were all getting weapons. I was against the back wall on a high ledge with my mother (I was a boy at this point) and we were preparing to fight. I didn't want to but they were coming so we would have to. I got really scared. I recalled that in the first permutation we won the fight, so I assumed I would win again. It turned out that everyone below was getting cleared out, and while before I think I may have seen little fighting, this time I was using my bayonet to keep from getting sword-hacked. They made it all the way back to where my mother and I were, and I gave up so we would not be killed like everyone else had. We were taken prisoner and I was then a girl for the remainder of the dream. I have memories of the walk back-- we were not in shackles, at least not most of the women, and I lagged behind a couple times and caught up, but all in all it wasn't bad. We were not wearing shoes, but I had figured out how to let the mud cake up on my feet for protection. Then we arrived at our (camp?) an old hotel and we each got rooms.
The last bit is vague, I was visiting the other girls. I wasn't really that upset.
An interesting one.